So um. I definitely made a girl cry today. In creative writing, I was critiquing her poem, and just. It was bad, guys. It really wasn't good. At all. And I thought I could be honest? Oh my god. I wasn't trying to be mean! But then I just kept going, and kept trying to explain myself, and it ended in me comparing her poem to that scene in She's All ( Read more... )

Yesterday I ALMOST DIED. While sleepily fixing my hair, one of the bobby pins I was holding in my mouth fell back and lodged itself in my throat. OOHHHH GOD I almost panicked. It took me a few minutes to get out of my throat, and for an hour after that I was coughing up blood. O_O  It didn't puncture my throat or anything; turns out I have strep ( Read more... )

Yeah, so I just got out of an exam that I had no idea about until...it was handed to me. LOL I am so on top of things. This is what happens when you skip one class, kids, just one class. I mean, you go all semester, keep the grades up, and that lures you into this false sense of security, thinking "It's okay if I skip today. We don't have anything ( Read more... )

Apparently someone down at the apartment clubhouse decided that the best way to deal with the noon-time sirens was to fucking BLARE Metallica.

I'm about to go down there and start breaking faces LOL. This is unacceptable.

ETA. IT WON'T END. THE SIRENS HAVE STOPPED AND IT WOOON'T.

...OH MY GOD IS THAT POISON? WHAT THE FUCK?

Every time I go to the library, part of me honestly never wants to leave. And it's not always on account of the company; the lighting in the stacks and the smell, these are the unflickering things ( Read more... )

Sent three poems into Windmill. Two I'm fairly confident about, though the third hasn't been formally workshopped, so I'm a bit iffy about it. I mean, I like it (I think), and the few people who've read it have (said they) liked it, so. I guess I'm just unsure because it doesn't have the Jacobs seal of approval.

I'm quite nervous.

ALSO: Jacooooobs ( Read more... )

You know those obnoxiously cute couples who prance around in their happiness, all *giggle giggle* *kiss kiss*, dancing in the middle of a damn bookstore, interrupting your precious reading time? The kind who fucking coordinate their clothes, you know?

I love being "those people."

And for the record, the matching shirt thing was TOTALLY A COINCIDENCE ( Read more... )

WARNING: This entry involves me squeeing like a twelve year old girl. You have been duly warned. LOL

Um. So. Well, the Joel thing's been over for a couple of weeks, and I know that's not long. We were together for two freaking years. But...I don't think I'd been in love with him for the past six months. I liked to think that I was, but. I just ( Read more... )

So. I saw Bill Clinton speak at a "vote-for-Hillary-yay" rally earlier and um. I've pretty much been in love with this man since I was four* and. He just. I think my brain is broken. It was...so perfect. With this, and Al Gore last year, I think I can really die happy. Those are childhood dreams come true!

*True story! I would kiss his face when he ( Read more... )

 Last night I spent thirty minutes trying to open a child-proof bottle. Yes, I know how to open one. Each of my roommates tried to help at some point, but it was no use. There is a bruise on my left palm. I tried cutting the top off, and then finally cut a hole in the side and poured the medicine through it. This is probably the most pathetic thing ( Read more... )