My parents are coming in an hour. And I have a headache that feels like someone's using power drills to get through my temples.

It's 7:30 in the morning. I fell asleep around 12 last night. I'm sorry, guys. I'm a day person, and there's nothing I can do about it ( Read more... )

I don't want to do this stupid paper. Donwanna, donwanna, donwanna!

Parents are coming tomorrow. *strains*

Must...finish...paper...

I feel like posting a lot today. Just stuff that comes up I want to get out, but at the same time, I'm annoyed with myself for being so addicted to this stupid LiveJournal. For me, I guess, it's a lot better than a written one because my handwriting sucks the big one and because I'm on the computer more often than I have a pen in my hand. I'm part ( Read more... )

I think we're all slowly going insane, en masse.

The World's Most Perfect Woman

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My parents are coming tomorrow. Ugh. My room's mostly packed, but I need to clear off the walls, throw away or pack up the small stuff, clean out the closet, vacuum, rearrange my room according to the standard plan, and check things over for damage, then meet with the Resident Director with my roommate to discuss how to split the damages. I'm also ( Read more... )

Hm. Interesting day. Saw "Matrix: Reloaded" twice. Okay, look, before you say or think anything, I'm a movie freak, okay? I can't help myself. I'm addicted to movies. I have a box full of DVD cases under my bed and half the movies in the admittedly large library at my parents' house were bought with my encouragement. Not only that, this whole " ( Read more... )

Sleeping under a window is starting to get to me. You know I haven't used my alarm in nearly a month? I don't need to. The rising sun beats the alarm to it. Doesn't help that I sleep with my window open with the shade up to keep the room cool overnight--I not only wake up at 6:15 a.m. without fail, I usually can't feel my hands ( Read more... )

Why does the end of the year need to be so complicated, anyway?