I wish I had a neat family history ( Read more... )

Hm?
What's that you say?
Why, YES, I AM checking blogs in the library that I specifically came to to work.
Oh? Something more?

Oh YES, of COURSE. I simply LOVE to procrastinate.

Dear Internet,

It is currently 4:33 am on the twenty-first of November.
Mark this date in your calandars.
This is a momentous occasion.

I will, in one minute's time, eat a cookie.

GASP!

I just want to be cared about.
I want someone to be able to go to when I've just come back from class and I'm exhausted and freezing cold.
Someone to hug me or talk to me and make it all better.
Not necessarily a 'romantic' someone, just a person.

Le sigh. Don't we all. It takes a while to build up caring like that.

I just feel so ugly tonight.

Today I am so very accomplished that I felt the need to announce it here AS WELL AS in my DJ. Hurrah ( Read more... )

I don't belong here.

I wish everyone liked to read as much as I do.

My roommate has more accessories than GOD.

Also, a girl on our floor is TERRIFIED of eyelash curlers. And scissors... when you hold them and laugh.
My stomach hurts from laughing.

I think I can most definetly link sadness to sleep ( Read more... )