Five girls and one apartment. $500 on groceries alone this week. I'm starting to go to class unshowered, and I spend 8-7 on campus. Mostly wasting my time. And all I have eaten for lunch this past week is Subway: 6 inch veggie on Honey Oat with swiss, avacado, carrots, cucumbers, spinach, lettuce, tomatoes, pickles, light mayo, and honey ( Read more... )

Is Facebook allowed to be temporarily shut down for updates? It's 4 AM and I am not tired.

I'm so very much done. And probably a little cocky. Maybe God's only gift to me was economics, but that is likely an exageration, huh. Whatever, it's 8:30, and there are four of us left here. It's fantastic. We ordered some heart attack deal with a large mushroom pizza, buffalo chicken, uhm, nuggest, cheesy bread, cinnasticks, and Ben and ( Read more... )

I stalk my ex-crushes on Facebook. Trust me, I know how to pick em.

Less than 48 hours, bitches. Tickle me too fucking excited.

And yes, I can admit it. Instead of stuyding last night (pardon me, but I was feeling rather shitty about my math final), I cried with Britney and Justin over their breakup. Yes, they were dunzo way back, but you know. YouTube has been really good to me. Except for on Monday, when I wanted to find that one clip in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate ( Read more... )

Life experience #1:

Have someone ask for you back.

Check.

Guess what, kids? Five days and counting. Four finals and I'll be home!

I fucking love it here. At last.

Maybe this is how things are. There's this girl from Chicago that I went to middle school with who's freaking engaged and moving to Florida this year (thanks, Facebook). Gross sexual wall postings aside, I am jealous. At first, I thought maybe it was just an Iowa sort of things. And then maybe just a Midwest thing. But really, are people just ( Read more... )

A whole series of ups and downs. Down. Overslept and missed last day of BILD 1 class. Up. An entire week of math homework was surprisingly easy and qucik. Down. MMW section, waiting for the bus. Up. Managed to control my apetite. Down. Walked back from section feeling super unmotivated for life in general (no reason, okay?). Up. Snagged ( Read more... )

You drive me crazy. And not in the good way, bitch. Oh!

Ten more days of you, fake ass. Don't ruin it for me!