The irony of finally getting 24 hour "quiet hours" in the dorm is that it's during finals, when I have NOTHING to do, so *I* want to make noise ( Read more... )

I am SO very tired. But it's okay. Want to know why ( Read more... )

So I've come to the conclusion that wihout homework to keep me insanely busy and wanting to cry, I don't know what to do with myself. Here I am, at 10 o'clock on a Tuesday evening, with no homework due tomorrow, one day away from the Thanksgiving break, and I am super hyper and super restless. And I can't stop eating 'Nilla Wafers. Which for some ( Read more... )

Want to hear my "Vernügungen" poem? Of course you do.

Ahem.

Ich lese gern
aber nicht am Samstag
Denn ich schlafe gern -
wiel Samstag ist "schlafen"-tag.

Fin.

Woohoo!

More on that later.

It bums me out when one of my best friends would rather hang out with my brother than me.

I am tired.

I finished all my homework before 7, when it usually takes me until midnight, so I just don't know what to do with myself. So of course, I'm watching the fifth season of Friends, because I lead a sad existence. My roommate has the first seven seasons, so I've been watching them continuously for a week and a half while I do my art stuff. And you ( Read more... )

I want to know why Velma doesn't even talk to me anymore. It's kind of a bummer. He's making my whole family feel like crap, especially Mom, and it bothers me to see her hurt so much.

It is so hot and I have to walk so much that by 4 in the afternoon I want to do nothing but sleeeeeeeep.

Fuck you, Bachelor's Degree.