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ok, I'm better... I don't hate doctors anymore. Being depressed is really weird. I was hungry, but I had no desire to eat. I had no desire to do anything. And people want to feel like that? Weirdos. Anyway, I think I'll probly go back to school tomorrow... I'm pretty behind. :( Yup... k, I'm tired, so I'm gonna go read or something ( Read more... )

Well, that was me trying to expel some phlegm. Yes, despite my earlier assumptions of cold, then flu when the fever stretched into its forth day, I have pneumonia. Again. The doctors are giving me doom speeches about how ur lungs suck and ur gonna die of some fucking crap in ur lungs so u need this pneumonia shot every 5 years and the flu shot ( Read more... )

I really only update this when I'm not feeling good. So I guess it's good that I haven't updated in a while. But the good news is, I'm not feeling bad, I jus don't feel like doing work I should do. So I thought I'd pop in here and let ya'll kno I'm still alive. I'm trying to figure out if going out for soccer was worth it. I failed miserably, and ( Read more... )

I think I'm gonna make a remix of the Cake song "No Phone." The new chorus will be "No Time, no time, I jus want to make a rhyme!" yeah. Well, good news! Tulane has this cool online app that takes like 2 min and requires no essay. So now I've applied there! Yeah 1/10 done with college apps! Now I'm relaxing... sorta...

If you read this, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) by what people remember about you.

I've jus had the strangest epiphany. Eveer notice how writers always get their inspiration while doing something? Like going for a walk or staring into their lovers eyes (which usually empties all thoughts from my brain) or eating a hamburger. Well, I jus figured out when I get mine. When I'm in the shower. Now that might sound weird and perverted ( Read more... )

Cell phones are too damn unreliable... My friends need to get their land lines back,... now!

omg mrs lampa wants to kill us paper due in like 2 days omg freakin out stressed damn paper about stupid significant childhood event *cries*

Well, I was stressin out about the essay too much. I sorta made it humorous, and that helped a lot. So I call Melissa. And now I'm confused. Sometimes she does the whole "you sound tired, blah blah" but usually, she's right and I'm not up to having a long conversation. But tonight it seemed like she jus wanted to get rid of me. I realize she was ( Read more... )