I honestly don't remember the last time my body was this sore.

Ow.

As Sunday pushes its way onto me and fight the rays of light less and less, I am strangely okay with the things I have said and done. My mind is calmer than I thought it would be--maybe it's the mere five hours of sleep I got. The past few days have reminded me of who I used to be; I embrace it. Moreover, I have grasped the potential of who I could ( Read more... )

I just ordered $70 worth of Sephora products and I don't feel bad about it. Maybe it's because I deserve indulgence. Maybe it's because these are things I could argue that I "need". Or maybe it's because it's the month of May which means HOLYCRAPIMAKEALLTHEMONEYINTHEWORLD(And I plan on taking out student loans to pay for Manhattan housing no ( Read more... )

I got in.I'm going to college; real college ( Read more... )

I feel like I'm seriously setting myself up to be let down. Seriously.
With every letter from Hunter, every "We still have yet to receive.." I feel more and more hopeless.

I'm all in here. I've got all my chips on New York City. If this doesn't go through, I have no back-up. No Plan B. I'm fucked. I have another worthless summer, another apartment ( Read more... )

I am filled with so much anger ( Read more... )

That last entry in which I thought I was sick, I wasn't ( Read more... )

I'm trying very hard to stay positive, but I may, in fact, be sick on my Friday night off. I've been wheezing since yesterday, which I thought was an allergic reaction to cleaning the stairs, but it's not going away. I hate being sick.And I'm hungry ( Read more... )

Today, I was told that I'm hard-working ( Read more... )

Ahh.. the blindingly sunny day after the storm. Thanks, Ithaca. At least the snow stopped and now all of the sappy-sentimental consumer whores can come out of their love nests to share the joy of Valentine's Day in the classy and romantic atmosphere of Zaza's Cucina along with three hundred other people. Subsequently, I take all of their money; ( Read more... )