Epiphany: My MP3 player has been dead for a month. This explains everything. It is now charged and back to being a point of unhealthy fixation ( Read more... )

It's kind of weird that people feel the need to ask their exes if it's okay for them to date other people. 'Cause I mean, hey, I got rid of you already, I don't care what you do now. Go off and be free, do whatever makes you happy. Maybe that's just me though ( Read more... )

( Procrastinating through not-so-deep thoughts. )

Dear self: You have way too much to do in too little time. Let's organize your crap.

( ALGEBRAIC! )

So Laura moved out. I guess that means I'm officially depressed for the next two months.

On the bright side, the room is a lot cleaner.

Just applied for gradation. Whether or not I'll actually graduate is still left up for debate.

Also, I would like to say: Yiannis, you goddamn son of a bitch, you. I would say this to his face, except he said it to himself first.

Fucking hell, we grow up fast.

( And stuff about Puerto Rico that I've been meaning to put up. )

( Schedule is less gross than usual, but still gross. )

It seems that I've been living as two people for too long. I've forgotten how to live as myself. Strangely, I do not regret this ( Read more... )

( Stress cooking adventures. )

Man, I cannot wait for finals. Then I'll actually have time to do shit.