First in the dining hall a commotion starts. I turn to see a guy flipping over a table, plates and food and cups going everywhere. He tosses aside a chair and tries to attack another guy until finally a worker kicks the guy out, leaving the others to clean up the mess and retrieve new food. Then I make my way to section and we get in a nice cozy ( Read more... )

How I am still standing is beyond me. Little sleep, math midterm, theater essay, too much Hamlet, migraines, and a fussy printer do not make for a good school time. But learning to appreciate coffee in my hot chocolate and the miracle of numbness brought by imitrex has given me a happiness i can't even describe ( Read more... )

today i did something ive never done before.

First rain everyone. There are now ass prints on the stair way windows.

It's nearing midnight, a three page essay due with none of it done and I'm on cloud nine. Why you may ask.....all because of Telemundo. Is that code? You betcha. Somebody smack me...I'm smiling.

So tongiht is the last night I have sitting in my rolly chair fighting with this hunk o junk. But does that mean that our tempestous relationship has come to a farewell? I should think not! Instead I shall be hauling it's broken ass eight hours up to the rumored 'stoner school.' Hmm maybe if my computer gets a few hits it'll stop having freak ( Read more... )

So there I am, sitting in mounds upon mounds of clothing trying to decide what to take and what to leave. A million questions barage my brain. How much is too much? Is it too cold for skirts? Is it still warm there? Am I equipped for torrents of rain? What if I end up needing to do laundry till they wear through just so I can still have clean ( Read more... )

the double meanings are quite clear
bipolar is what I fear
the closer we near the worse it grows
the conversation no longer flows

he and I circle round
parrying til one hits the ground
it's not like before
you've grown too bold
and I'm no whore
could this friendship have gotten old
can i look you in the eye
when we finally say goodbye

Fie you sinuses, my advesary!!! What have I done to offend thee so? Did I ask for the searing behind my eyebrows or the lines of fire raging in my temples? Did I beg for the never ending torrent of drainage that causes my tummy to wriggle and writh in disgust? Did I plead for the sleepless nights from the jitter inducing meds to "cure" these ( Read more... )