fuck you, nostalgia.

i love my job but sometimes it is SO exhausting.
i also love drinking beer at abc (espicially after the job that i love) but sometimes that is SO exhausting, too.
i can't believe i am going to go to bed this early on a friday.
i am a loser.
i love it.

i also love intense, never-ending political conversations about huge, broad issues. they are rather humbling and force me out of stupid ruts and mindsets that i don't want to be in and, generally, don't realize i have slipped back into ( Read more... )

i can't even believe how strongly music can effect me. it brings back memories, sights, smells, emotions, feelings... each song and artist playing out for me a different chapter in my life that has passed ( Read more... )

two failed exams down.

yep, college really does fucking suck.

one failed exam down, one to go.

i hate college.

so yesterday may have been one of the shittiest days in a long time. got into a huge fight w/ n that impaired my writing skills and therefore was up until 2 in the morning writing a paper that was due today. worst of all, the paper fucking sucks and its for the one class i have right now that i enjoy and feel like i am decent at. ugh ( Read more... )

sometimes i want to be in other peoples' heads to see if they think/feel the same way i do or if i am really just fucked up ( Read more... )

school is kicking my ass. its only the third week and i feel like death is upon me. its frightening ( Read more... )

A question i often ask myself:

How is it that tough, bad ass, hardcore 80's rockers, such at Brett Michaels, can wear more makeup on a daily basis than i do and continue to pull so much ass?

It really boggles my mind. (ps. i am in love with brett - frostee pink lipstick and all)