sometimes a good cry is necessary when you're all alone in a strange hotel room.

being able to think and reflect over everything that's happened is a curse and blessing in one.

and I come home Sunday morning to learn all about it ( Read more... )

Last time I checked, it's not normal to cry on Christmas.

But "normal" stopped being in this family a long time ago.

Merry Christmas, I guess.

It's officially the one year anniversary of the start of a terrible 12 months ( Read more... )

there's this person from my high school who died in jail after being arrested for heroin possession that night. and there's a fb group for him and everyone is saying these nice things about him, and i can't tell if half of it is fake because you're supposed to say these things when someone passes way, like “you were a light in a dark world, mike.” ( Read more... )

Why do I sometimes feel like Bella?

-go iceskating in Millenium Park
-visit the Modern wing of the Art Institute
-go to The Roof, finally
-go skiing w/the fam and take some expert ski leasons
-visit the Museum of Contemporary Art (my fav! <3 ( Read more... )

I realized that I should invest in a cork screw. There is this excellent bottle of wine sitting on my dresser that I haven't touched in... weeks! since mid-semester. pesky little thing called a bottle opener ( Read more... )

ok scratch my last post.

tonight it's gonna be shots shots shots shots shots.....

stupid paper took me until noon this morning to finish. ugh. fml.

Since Saturday I've officially had 8 hours of sleep. It is now Tuesday. MAYBE another 3 hours tonight.

this friday it's gonna be:

Shots shots shots shots shots shots
shots shots shots shots shots
shots shots shots shots shots

I just want to forget these last two weeks.