Frantic efforts to avoid real or imagined abandonment ( Read more... )

There is no need to cry ( Read more... )

This week was fun. I failed two midterms and wrote a shitty paper. Meh. Next week is production week, so academically it will be easier, but in general it will be a big bitch. Ahh seventh week, how I await you. I can't wait to again spend all my time slacking in the lounge. I told myself I'd start trying in civ, but that hinges on me getting ( Read more... )

Prove me wrong. The gait doesn't lengthen.

Et puis il n'y a personne. (And then there is no one.)

Except me.

smoking out on the balcony ( Read more... )

My parents' email to me ( Read more... )

Whatever my grade turns out to be I will consider my NatSci midterm a success because I was able to use the word "zombie" twice ( Read more... )

Okay, so I'm not just a bitch anymore. Now I'm a liar, a drunkard, and a bitch. Now I'm she who disregards those who care about her, she who thinks she's better than those with advanced degrees, she who should feel bad about things but should not feel like she should apologize, and she who gets told that trying to correct those wrongs makes her " ( Read more... )

I really really really want to start a water fight tonight, but I know better.

I am not a bitch.