Bakunin- I hope you're fucking happy. I'll bet you thought you had me figured out, huh? Who knows. Maybe I'm confirming it. I don't really care. But I guess I was a bitch to you. I am a bitch, as has been pointed out repeatedly. To make up for it, to some extent: A bottle of Dad's finest vodka. Hope you enjoy it. I also kinda hope you choke on it, ( Read more... )

Don't feel so sick now. Even though, you know, I just found out my uncle's stalking me because he's a sicko. Welcome to my family, freaks.

Bill: List your top five movies, favorite characters, whatever, and come to my house at ten tonight. Don't plan on leaving early.

Sick again. Very, very sick. In some ways it's not as bad as the last time, in some ways it's worse. Fuck being sober. Or I would fuck being sober, but I can't keep the vodka down. Can't even keep the strawberry-flavored, light-weight drinks down ( Read more... )

I've decided to leave Eupheme. Have fun without me.

Nightmares last night, woke up having to vomit. Have pretty much been doing that ever since. Don't worry, Shakespeare, it isn't anything contagious. But I'm staying home today and possibly tomorrow, and if it doesn't get better after that, maybe I'll just stay home for good. God, I feel sick ( Read more... )

Mary has said:
"I promise you, Francie and I are both very good at getting people to give us what we want, quite cheerfully; we can even make them believe that when they give us what we want, it's what they want, too. Francie's southern habits may be deeply irritating to some of you, but it has a highly positive effect on school administrators ( Read more... )

I'm really impressed with the fuckers in this school. I'd've thought, being the resident psycho and all, that when I got on Jane's back about it, people might come to her defense. Nope. Instead, other people join in. Turns out I'm not the only fucking bitch around here. At least I fucking know when to stop, though. I don't want to kick a person ( Read more... )

Twisted ankle. It's a bitch, but there isn't really anything I can do about it ( Read more... )

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.

Met with my therapist today again (I go a few times a week, as I'm sure most of you can imagine). If I hadn't been so fucking hungover I wouldn't have told him. Well, I didn't tell him that. I told him I'd told someone else. So he started getting all excited that I've been opening up to someone, and says that my studying for ( Read more... )

So... The campaign... Look, I really want to win this because I think I can do a brilliant fucking job. I know I make threats, etc, but I'm really working my ass off for this. And not by campaigning. Any ditz can do that. No, I'm trying to deserve your vote. I'm not a 4.0, I never claimed to be, but I'm working my ass off to make my grades look ( Read more... )