oh what i would give to be not mopey anymore.

let's talk why not?
my voice is rather sexy right now.

How's everything going?

Danielle

GG can stand for so many things.

as my cheeks are not naturally this rosy and my stomach is not usually this ouchy, i would have to diagnose myself as "sick." pity me or something. only not really because everyone else is sick, too. and if you're not, consider yourself UNCOOL. my guess is that i'll be out of commission for a week or so. good. that'll give me time to snap out of ( Read more... )

today has been a sleepy day. i fell asleep mid-final, mid-sitting on a bench, mid-shuttle ride, mid-aim conversation. it's ok, though, because i ended up taking a five-hour nap. and because i'm now done with this semester. but i still have to wait for my hair to dry before i can go to bed. mesa will be a breath of fresh air as i predict that i'll ( Read more... )

in nine hours, i should be having lunch/making lunch plans with donald and coley. and they could be serious contenders on my list of favorite people even though i rarely see them anymore. wait, when did i ever see them more than "rarely?" i wish there wasn't so much tension between everyone all the time because it's stupid and frivolous and ( Read more... )

last night was the worst night's sleep i've had in months. i was awake at 7 and i couldn't fall back into a completely unconscious state until 9-ish. i don't think the fact that farah was standing in my doorway for a little bit while she thought i was still asleep helped any. actually, it probably hindered any potential sleep progress i was making ( Read more... )

this is like a rollercoaster ride.

but i'd rather it be lollercoaster.

i can honestly say i haven't felt this girly in a long time. i'm walking around the apartment in my undies, attempting to polish off a gallon of ice cream, listening to some of bright eyes' cuter stuff, and flipping through a copy of teen people. i only have to make it through twelve more days before i can get spoiled by my parents again. i don't ( Read more... )

i should never have to feel like i'm not good enough, not fun enough, not happy enough, not conversationally-stimulating enough for you. but no matter how much i tell myself that, it doesn't help. friendship is one of those things i shouldn't have to second-guess. but i do. every night when i'm sitting at my desk and every morning when i'm ( Read more... )