I feel like a mess right now. I'm waking up in less than 7 hours to help a sick Chris move out of his apartment after I moved most of my stuff out of there tonight. It's strange. Even though I am not stressing to move out, it still feels like my last night here. There is an alarm going off that I hear CONTINUOUSLY which is plaguing my mind. The ( Read more... )

I would really love to shower (since I haven't since Friday) if there wasn't a dirty garbage can soaking in the shower. But there are lots of things I'd love to do right now. Napping feels like one, but I did sleep until 3pm.

I wish someone was here to bring me soda.

Let me drop a quick, preemptive WHAT THE FUCK to who's in my shower. I see two sets of shoes in the bedroom, but maybe Nora is in class with a different pair on. Maybe Andrew has two sets of shoes here. Because I am going to be fucking pissed if both of them exit from that bathroom. On top of the fact I need to fucking shower. I am drastically ( Read more... )

I really fucking hate when auto-save doesn't happen &there was no reason for Word to decide to stop working. It's no fun losing half of my work. The work isn't hard, it is the fucking legal phrasing of things so that they make sense. Read a court case. It is like another language that needs to be carefully translated as to not misrepresent or ( Read more... )

I am so torn ( Read more... )

You hear about this kind of sadness,
but you never think it's true.

I am going crazy. Or I already am crazy.

http://www.montclair.edu/news/article.php?ArticleID=3196

You can also find me in the school newspaper.

Bitch, I'm famous.

Sometimes I think life was more fun before we realized how stupid we were.

In many ways, I am still a child.