Lets pretend we don't exist ( Read more... )

Sometimes I have an eerie feeling that things happen for a reason ( Read more... )

in the library ( Read more... )

I went to the library 50 minutes ago to work on a paper. This is what ended up happening. I got distracted by a single thought when I was en route to the library and had to revise it until it was correct. Then something weird happened. I know I think too much, and I know it is unproductive because most of my thoughts are self centered and critical ( Read more... )

I am so excited for new classes yay! Switching every semester is the most fun thing ever! I will be so happy to be done with such horrors as bio and spanish. Now I am taking really cool stuff, granted I will be bogged down with so much reading and so many papers this time that I will surely die ( Read more... )

Its five am ( Read more... )

I was eerily correct this summer when I thought that getting my fucked-up-ness figured out would be a good idea. Why the fuck did I neglect to do this? Do I really have to be myself for my entire life? I am starting to think that the only option that I haven't exhausted is medication. Good luck getting my mom to put me on that. And good luck paying ( Read more... )

I am afraid to admit this, but I think I miss english classes. I miss reading. I miss writing. I know I will probably regret this statement when I get tired of English classes. But there are just more interesting things to read about than protists.

I am so exhausted ( Read more... )

I haven't remembered any of my dreams since i have been at college. This needs to change ( Read more... )