home girl
k fine. i'm a bad person. i'm not in class because i'm going home tonight. that's not the only reason. the other has to do with my hormone levels making me feel like a flimsy pancake. it's not in a good way, though i'm sure ya'll are like 'pancakes are good.' maybe i should say like a slug. i feel pretty sluggish. i shoulda went to class, but i don't think i coulda caught the train in time and gone to brit lit. i woulda missed the train and it's the last one running tonight. enter the sluggish factor of this morning, it meant i didn't go to greek either. oh dear. now guilt. whatev. my head hurts.
i need a new pair of winter boots. mine are old and wearing out and i can't be trekking around in -30C hoping that my boots don't break. i need more confidence in my step. my tummy hurts. rupert is cute though, he's a bad influence. a lot of mornings he just looks so cute and peaceful i don't wanna get up and leave him... i'd much rather stay and sleep with him. i've gotta stop naming my cats people names.
i need a new pair of winter boots. mine are old and wearing out and i can't be trekking around in -30C hoping that my boots don't break. i need more confidence in my step. my tummy hurts. rupert is cute though, he's a bad influence. a lot of mornings he just looks so cute and peaceful i don't wanna get up and leave him... i'd much rather stay and sleep with him. i've gotta stop naming my cats people names.