awww shucks
so i was walking across the street the other day, and i was on campus so i wasn't paying attention, because cars are required to stop for you and if you do end up getting hit you could get your tuition paid for and i'm all like, "sweet" so i never really look when i cross the street. and this big vehicle thing sped past me. then they pulled over, so they could yell, "why don't you walk a little slower next time?!" and i couldn't tell if it was someone i knew being a dink or a stranger being an ass. so i was all, "ok. i think i will."
school started on tuesday and i'm already exhausted. this may have something to do with the fact that i keep hanging out with people instead of sleeping at night.
i quit smoking again yesterday. and i probably lasted about six hours. then i went to my friend yuma's senior recital and found some of my smoker friends and they convinced me to have one when we left. and, you know, a few more later when we were sitting in yuma's basement. we went over to his house and i wasn't going to stay long because i had class the next morning, but then we started listening to his cd and had a dance party in the kitchen and i didn't get home until 3. i'm not sure if i want to see the pictures from that. i know for sure i do not want to see the videotape. if i knew exactly how ridiculous i looked when i did things, i would probably stop doing them. and that would not be much fun.
so i didn't go to class today. i woke up feeling not great, about half an hour after class started. first week of school and already skipping class. i am the best role model.
i'm going to quit smoking again now, though.
school started on tuesday and i'm already exhausted. this may have something to do with the fact that i keep hanging out with people instead of sleeping at night.
i quit smoking again yesterday. and i probably lasted about six hours. then i went to my friend yuma's senior recital and found some of my smoker friends and they convinced me to have one when we left. and, you know, a few more later when we were sitting in yuma's basement. we went over to his house and i wasn't going to stay long because i had class the next morning, but then we started listening to his cd and had a dance party in the kitchen and i didn't get home until 3. i'm not sure if i want to see the pictures from that. i know for sure i do not want to see the videotape. if i knew exactly how ridiculous i looked when i did things, i would probably stop doing them. and that would not be much fun.
so i didn't go to class today. i woke up feeling not great, about half an hour after class started. first week of school and already skipping class. i am the best role model.
i'm going to quit smoking again now, though.