I can't even begin

I had a really fucked up dream last night. There was a lot of sadness and crying and also rich people and huge nice houses and people having gay sex and some weird robot batman and a jesus alien. What the fuck.

edit: I must clarify: The alien jesus was turning regular gay batman into robot batman because he died. Of course.

I wish I had someone to sleep in my bed with everynight. I barely even sleep.

I want to meet new people

My pants are falling apart
therefore
my life is falling apart

( this is what I do at college )

I smell like smoke. It could be from firespinning, being at the hookah bar, or stuffing the jack-o-lantern with newspapers and lighting it up. Perhaps I will put up pictures of all of those at a later time. This is the fifth night in a row I'll have not gotten to sleep before 5. I really don't necessitate the staying up so late as much as my body ( Read more... )

I don't think I've really talked with anyone in a long, long time.

..I don't know what to do with myself.

Yesterday yesterday. Yesterday was one of those days where my mood goes back and forth and up and down, transitioning between extremes of being really positive and optimistic and then clenching my fists and wanting to punch walls. I saw College Ave Players perform the last show, or "Drunk night." They threw in a bunch of improv and changed some ( Read more... )

Yesterday my eyes looked like fucking christmas.

Hey I just had a really cool dream. I haven't dreamt much at college. In all likelihood this can be attributed to my not getting any sleep there.

Oh jeeze. I'm at home, in my room, looking at people from my dorm who are online, and it's a weird feeling. I want to see people here but I'm also going to miss people back at school ( Read more... )