So I'll be flying across the Atlantic tonight and tomorrow morning I'll step out of the plane into Dublin. I'm soooooo excited that it hasn't really clicked yet. I mean, I'll only be gone 10 days, but that's 10 less days that I'll be academically/occupationally involved ( Read more... )

I have a plane ticket to Dublin :D

Off to work for 12 luscious hours!
It's hard to figure out what clothes I want to wear in the morning...It feels like everything I wear dies a little more after the pizza smell gets into it.

Maybe I should just buy a "pizza moomoo" and wear it every day. That would be sexy, indeed.

Bitch, bitch, bitch...that's all I do on here.
Things aren't so bad, really. I'm just in a very miserable pms mood or something.
I'll probably never put another real entry up on this thing. I'm never inspired to write about mundane or cheerful things. I'm only attracted to livejournal when I'm grouchy or upset, but then once I type up a long entry ( Read more... )

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So, I just emailed my teacher begging him to not fail me out of my easiest class this semester.
What a fucking pathetic mess. One more week left and then I'm going to spend 24 hours in a bubble bath.

I'll absolutely shit myself with surprise if I don't fail at least one class this semester. I'm not even going to my photo III class today. The final is due, but I have no way of turning in anything that I could possibly be proud of. In fact, I can't really turn in anything at all...my computer won't accept the files from my digital camera ( Read more... )

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So many choices! How will I ever pick?

MY STARS ( Read more... )