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Okay, this is pretty officially one of the most annoying days of the year.  Not only did I have ACTs this morning (which were delayed over twenty minutes because of some screen that fell over and no one could figure out how to get back up), but my LEAST favorite sister from Illinois, Elisabeth, is in town and I just had to listen to this fucking ( Read more... )

So, depite my grief over the loss of my beloved mp3 player, I feel ready to get a new one. I have therefore ordered one, one that will HOPEFULLY arrive this week, considering the shipping costs. Let me just say, it is EXPENSIVE and ADORABLE.  I worry that when it arrives, I'll have difficulty preventing myself from licking it.  Ohhhh, it's soooooo ( Read more... )

I feel like I'm going to cry. I lost, and I mean straight up LOST, my beautiful mp3 player at school today. This is literally the worst thing that ever could have happened. Take my wallet, my cell phone, my pinky toe, but for God's sake, why all my music? WHY?! I looked everywhere. I'm just hoping and praying that a decent human being found ( Read more... )

So, I'm getting just a wee bit sick of working for the majority of my weekend. It's going to be even worse on the next.
Moderately good news, though: I got into summer Group Wellness. Not that it'll be at all enjoyable, but at least I'll have it DONE, you know? About time too. Now I may have a chance of actually enjoying my senior year.

Alright, looks like I'm back, doesn't it. I got fucking sick of livejournal for a while, but now I'm back deluding myself into thinking that my thoughts and feelings are worth reading about, so enjoy. I may delete it again next week. Or all previous entries, or something. But who knows. All I know is, I'm back now. But I refuse to get a

I'm bored. Anyone want to hang out?

Ever look back on who you used to be and wish you could be that person again? Or maybe feel what it felt like for just a moment to compare whether you're better off right now or not? That's how I feel right now, wholly unsatisfied with my current life and on some level certain that things must have been more satisfying a few years ago. I know it ( Read more... )

Golly, I wish I could enjoy my half day. But I must instead go to work. Damn it all.

The first day coming back from vacation was painful. I'd gotten roughly 2 hours of sleep, and wandered through the hours in a complete daze. I hate school.