4 Textbooks and 5 needles later...

Sep 25, 2007 20:56

I don't feel so well.

I walked home tonight with nobody to talk to and a drunk guy following me. fun stuff.

I'm supposed to be the organized one right? riiiight.

My mom does these writing competitions where you are given a topic and words you need to use, and you have 24 hours to write a story. She's had her stories entered twice into an anthology and two poems she's written have been published. I think I'm going to try the next one, just to challenge myself (since I'm clearly an awful storyteller/writer).

All day I've been choking on my words. It's really annoying when you can't speak another language...let alone when you can't speak the one you've been speaking for your entire life.
Arg.

Why am I posting? Beats me.

Oh ya, the other day, I was sitting on my balcony spying on the people in the hotel across from my apartment (not really spying...but I directly face them and they all leave their blinds open). Anyways, there was this guy walking around totally naked...and REALLY overweight (to be nice). Kinda gross.

I'm boycotting dinner.

Yom Kippur makes me sick.

Let's get drunk.
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