i'm a fucking doormat who can dish out advise but can't drink her words
balls.
im SO TIRED OF THIS.
@#$^%&**(*PROEDYKSRXFCHG

is it realistic for a person to go through two years+ of continuous bad luck? i dont know the answer. maybe someone does. i have figured out one thing though... i must be one hell of a strong person to be able to put up with all this shit. but, at what cost? oh, the cost ( Read more... )

why ( Read more... )

The type of low blood sugar that makes you crabby a few hours after a meal is called reactive, or post-prandial hypoglycemia. ("Prandial" means meal ( Read more... )

hibernation starts tomorrow- and i'm greatly looking forward to being too busy to care about anything. anything... as of tomorrow i am no longer existant and i've sold my soul to the art building once again. goodbye all, hopefully i can look forward to a better year and put the hell behind me. maybe.

Just look at me, look at me now ( Read more... )

just for the record ( Read more... )

i have mono.

balls.

im so tired/soar/worn out/sick i cant function.

happy 21st to meeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

goddamnit.

jersey is on ohio with me! I AM EXCITED!

just realized that should have said..IN..but i like it. so im keeping it. period.

and NO i am NOT drunk or upset about shit. ha.

on another note...

I HATE DRIVING. PERIOD. END OF STORY.

we went to steak and shake with cambot. good times were had by all. she approves.

ok bye!

fuck everything.