on the verge of tears and I don't know why

Tomorrow I move into my new dorm and life. I am both anxious and terrified.

God, I hate sleeping alone.

I believe I'm a fly.
When the swatter comes I will die.
I think about it every now and then,
because it happened to my best friend, Ben.
I believe I can soar.
See me running into that closed door.
I believe I'm a fly.

-Dori Glaser copyright 1997

Strait A's mother fuckers.

Hallelujah, the semester is finally over, I thought it would never end! I should be getting 7 credits of A's and 1 sad credit of B. Damn you, chem lab! It's whack that every lab done the whole semester was only 30% of the grade and the midterm and final was 70%. Oh, vell. It's mother fucking party time!!!

Substance abuse, here I come!!!

Misogyny is between god and me. I’m not flawed, you see, just a wannabe. When I smack the bitches I give no forgiveness. If they hate my pimpin they'll get another lickin' and then they'll be whimperin' while my bacon’s sizzlin’.

I am seriously fucked in the head.

Songs that I never hear are suddenly becoming stuck in my head. Today it's "Sweat." I think it's by UB40. I don't actually know the words, so it's just the chorus on repeat. Hmm.

I'm in awe that people still use this. it's been like three years since i've even checked my livejournal.

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