I want to kill myself. I don't know if my journal in it's proper Eastern time zone right now, but it's 6:19AM people and I haven't slept a wink yet. I don't understand myself sometimes. I've slept pretty great this weekend but when it comes to the night before my English exam, it's like I've forgotten how to sleep properly. I know that we learned ( Read more... )

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I really want these. Taylor, did you guys get them in?

I use to think that as long as you admit that you're a bad friend sometimes, that makes you a pretty okay friend in general. I've done some calculating though and realized that I'm not the pretty-okay friend I thought I was. It's disappointing when you realize someone you like in the highest regard isn't as fabulous as you once thought they were, ( Read more... )

The first thing I did this morning when I got up (which was around 1pm) was make banana and blueberry muffins to Dave Matthews Band, in my polkadot pajama shorts. Talk about relaxing. I'm all excited about the summer.

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I'm sitting on the silent study floor in the Library and there is absoutely nobody else in sight. This makes me feel like dancing to that song Sarah Jessica Parker danced to in "The Family Stone", down the isles of books and empty chairs. I'm going to.

I didn't really understand why everyone was looking at me today until Melinda blurted, "I can totally see your right boob in that shirt, girl."

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Do you like blueberry pie? I love blueberry pie ( Read more... )