I think tonight calls for a friends only entry. I'll give today a fair shot later and update on life (pictures included). Right now, however, there is too much going on in my head and I need to articulate it to someone even if it is only myself.

Someone is either weed eating outside or there is a large flying bug that is trying to enter 604. I am going to opt for the latter of the two options; I like to think that someone (or I guess something) is trying to seek us out, but cannot. Gotta love those protective screens ( Read more... )

I think that I look kind of cute today. I do not say this to be pretentious or to fluff my own feathers; I just honestly think that I look cute today. I am, however, slightly perplexed by the fact because I am donning a sweatshirt and jeans today; there is nothing special about my outfit. I have even neglected the usage of make up which is kind ( Read more... )

I woke up Monday morning with dried blood on my lips. I didn't realize it was so imperative to use Chap Stick so extensively with the ever changing weather. Thank you, Ohio.

I found my other red shoe yesterday morning; it was only in the least obvious place ever...the closet. I had the giggles yesterday. Perhaps it was caused by the slightly ( Read more... )

On my way back to school this evening my father called to inform me that I had forgotten my pants. If anyone is looking for a free show, 604 is where it's going to be at until Tuesday when I find some time to make the trip to Tri-County so that I may dress my lower half ( Read more... )

I think that I may have a sleeping problem.

Yesterday Bri and I watched A League of Their Own to pass the time. As we were watching my heart was racing and my palms were sweating; I had consumed three energy drinks in about a forty-five minute time span. That was not a good idea. Anyways, watching the movie made me dwell on how much I miss ( Read more... )

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The girl behind me in my History class today was whispering. While I appreciated her efforts not to distract others from the lecture, her whispering was so muffled and distorted that I had to stop to evaluate myself and ask if I was experiencing schizophrenia ( Read more... )

I'm not really sure why I bother trying to go to bed when I'm tired. Being in college has seriously disrupted my sleeping pattern and, after six months, I still can't fucking adjust. I'm approaching a post-midnight wall. I may or may not regret this in the morning but I have been making attempts at trying to fall asleep for two hours and, at ( Read more... )

I wonder if other people in my classes think that I am the creepy girl that sits and writes in her college ruled notebook all period. Then, I wonder if they wonder what I am writing about; I wonder if they wonder if I am wondering about their wonderment ( Read more... )