My Mom: Don't go posting drama on the internet.

Creepy: But that's what the internet's for!

Dear Mother:

When you do shit like, oh, say, LOSE THE MEDICATION THAT KEEPS ME FROM GOING COMPLETELY FUCKING INSANE, please be adult enough to ACCEPT RESPONSIBILITY.

RARRRGH

So last week I wrote about how my room is tiny, and on ground/below ground level, and thus the rooms around us flooded ( Read more... )

In tears.

Need hugs.

D:

As in, I am so fucking...

I am a bundle of nerves about going back to college. Part of it is that, I agreed to room with this girl, and then I really got to know her. And, after getting to know her better, I got worried about rooming with her. She suffers from some serious Awkward Awkward Omigod Awkward, and I'm an awkward person, so I mean, ( Read more... )

So, I am stressed as only my Type-A perfectionist ass can stress. My mother scheduled me for my driver's license test (which I've been neatly avoiding for three years, dammit) on Wednesday. This, just so you know, is the day before I leave for Minnesota. So, in order to be prepared for this, I am meeting with a driver-instructor for two hours ( Read more... )

THREE HUNDRED MILLION THINGS DUE ON WEDNESDAY, 4 MARCH.

EFF MY LIFE!!!

Seriously.

Last night was fun; went to go see Inkheart with Lindsay. They changed it from the book, and, like, no one was there, but, still. I mean, it's a German story, and that just doesn't hit the same audience in the US. It's a cultural thang. Still, it was fun, and it was a good way to unwind after the hell that was my IB Oral for Lit ( Read more... )

So. Had my IB Lit Oral today ( Read more... )