rawr.
eep! my mommy and daddy came and visited me today! i'm so happy! i don't even care if i'm a big dork for being the college girl who still has her parents visit her. i adore my parents! they're the besterishness! like...rawr! they took me n' ahm out to ihop and i got pancake-y goodness! calories be damned! they were good peach pancakes and i don't give a holy fuck how bad they are for me! BITE ME! ugh. i'm going to get fat. oh well. i'll be teh sexxeh fatness. rawr. and i really like that word today, pardon me. i really wanna go play raquet ball or however it's spelled. unfortunately, i have no one to play with. *sob*. i'm so alone.
yeah. i wish i had someone to play with, and not in any kind of creepy way! i need to find a friend who's as time-having as me. despite the fact that i don't have time. i need to get to writing this paper due tomorrow (4-6 pages) that i haven't even bloody started. it's not my fault that it's the most boring thing ever. i really don't have to be finished tomorrow, i just have to have a few pages. ugh. so stupid.
an objective view of the animal rights debate, and i don't even have any clue where i'm going to start. i'm thinking maybe animal testing? but....ugh. so many things. it's my stupid-ass fault, too. i should've listened when he said that the category was going to be too damn broad for me, and i'd end up with a headache. but i couldn't htink of anything else, and i wasn't sure there'd be enough sources for anything else.
and i'm sure everyone's used to my lack of capitilization. usually, though, i'm not so bad at it when it comes to this journal. today, however, fuck it. i'm in an odd mood. i don't care about anything at the moment. pardoning the whores who live on this floor. and i'm not even referring to my roommate, this time. her nickname from me may well be "whore", but i mean it in the most loving way ever. sort of. she's like a sister. she's my bloody best friend here, and this whole floor is being assholes to her.
they wrote "u stink" "u smell" on her part of the message board, and scribbled all mine out (and ruined the goddamn pen while they were at it), and then they tore down all ahm's name thingies. (we get name thingies about once a month). they missed one of hers, and left mine well enough alone (god damn good thing, too). so anyway, i'm pissed. so we wrote her name like a million times up there (added her name to all of my name thingies that were up there) and all over the garfeild comic that we have posted out there. garfeild is sexy, by the way.
so, besides living with a buncha juveniles, i hate this semester pardoning only one stupid class. ugh. i wish that i could just be fucking happy or fucking pissed or just depressed or whatever. i don't even know what effing mood i'm in anymore! this is so depressing. go patriots, by the way. rah! so...uh. i really need to clean my room. it's kind of in a really, really sad state right now. ahm and i are slobs when we're sick. jc is going to have a fit, who for a pretty messy guy himself is pretty damn picky about our dormroom. s'not my fault that i'm not the most neat person on the goddamn planet when i can't breathe for five or six days straight.
yeah. and i missed shark tale. stupid jerkoffs at the movie place broke it. and i was gonna use mike as my human pillow, too. that would've been fun (so long as i didn't do something embarrassing like drool on him or something). rawr. uhh. yeah. wow, an update. it's like a freaking journal entry. now you know as much about me as i do right now. leave a message. and stuff.
yeah. i wish i had someone to play with, and not in any kind of creepy way! i need to find a friend who's as time-having as me. despite the fact that i don't have time. i need to get to writing this paper due tomorrow (4-6 pages) that i haven't even bloody started. it's not my fault that it's the most boring thing ever. i really don't have to be finished tomorrow, i just have to have a few pages. ugh. so stupid.
an objective view of the animal rights debate, and i don't even have any clue where i'm going to start. i'm thinking maybe animal testing? but....ugh. so many things. it's my stupid-ass fault, too. i should've listened when he said that the category was going to be too damn broad for me, and i'd end up with a headache. but i couldn't htink of anything else, and i wasn't sure there'd be enough sources for anything else.
and i'm sure everyone's used to my lack of capitilization. usually, though, i'm not so bad at it when it comes to this journal. today, however, fuck it. i'm in an odd mood. i don't care about anything at the moment. pardoning the whores who live on this floor. and i'm not even referring to my roommate, this time. her nickname from me may well be "whore", but i mean it in the most loving way ever. sort of. she's like a sister. she's my bloody best friend here, and this whole floor is being assholes to her.
they wrote "u stink" "u smell" on her part of the message board, and scribbled all mine out (and ruined the goddamn pen while they were at it), and then they tore down all ahm's name thingies. (we get name thingies about once a month). they missed one of hers, and left mine well enough alone (god damn good thing, too). so anyway, i'm pissed. so we wrote her name like a million times up there (added her name to all of my name thingies that were up there) and all over the garfeild comic that we have posted out there. garfeild is sexy, by the way.
so, besides living with a buncha juveniles, i hate this semester pardoning only one stupid class. ugh. i wish that i could just be fucking happy or fucking pissed or just depressed or whatever. i don't even know what effing mood i'm in anymore! this is so depressing. go patriots, by the way. rah! so...uh. i really need to clean my room. it's kind of in a really, really sad state right now. ahm and i are slobs when we're sick. jc is going to have a fit, who for a pretty messy guy himself is pretty damn picky about our dormroom. s'not my fault that i'm not the most neat person on the goddamn planet when i can't breathe for five or six days straight.
yeah. and i missed shark tale. stupid jerkoffs at the movie place broke it. and i was gonna use mike as my human pillow, too. that would've been fun (so long as i didn't do something embarrassing like drool on him or something). rawr. uhh. yeah. wow, an update. it's like a freaking journal entry. now you know as much about me as i do right now. leave a message. and stuff.