getting it together
alrighty,
so, i haven't written for a long while and i have some time so here it goes,
i am still sick!! can you freakin believe it? i dont understand wht my body is trying to do to me, but i have been coping well and trying to take care of myself (aka have not gone out, or drank at all this weekend). i did, however, go to the UM v OSU game and might i just say (shaking my head sadly and slowly).
anyway, school has been suck. most everything has been suck. something is missing in this thing i call a life and i can't seem to figure out why. i had a brush with death (or so i thought) on thursday night and it really made me freak out about what i have done with my life so far and how i would feel if i couldn't do anything else. it also made me think of the people who would be affected by my death. who would cry? who would be devastated? who would just say, 'oh thats sad' and move on?
where do you fall? just out of curiousity.
going home in 3 days and counting...
i'm so excited. delicious thanksgiving dinner. music. happy times. oh wait, i forgot, this thanksgiving will be spent with my absurdly disfunctional extended family, who all hate eachother but try their best to be fake enough to be real. it will be fascinating. exhausting. i will need a vacation afterwards.
it is time for me to go. pretend that i plan on being productive at some point today. but first maybe take a nap.
much love.
so, i haven't written for a long while and i have some time so here it goes,
i am still sick!! can you freakin believe it? i dont understand wht my body is trying to do to me, but i have been coping well and trying to take care of myself (aka have not gone out, or drank at all this weekend). i did, however, go to the UM v OSU game and might i just say (shaking my head sadly and slowly).
anyway, school has been suck. most everything has been suck. something is missing in this thing i call a life and i can't seem to figure out why. i had a brush with death (or so i thought) on thursday night and it really made me freak out about what i have done with my life so far and how i would feel if i couldn't do anything else. it also made me think of the people who would be affected by my death. who would cry? who would be devastated? who would just say, 'oh thats sad' and move on?
where do you fall? just out of curiousity.
going home in 3 days and counting...
i'm so excited. delicious thanksgiving dinner. music. happy times. oh wait, i forgot, this thanksgiving will be spent with my absurdly disfunctional extended family, who all hate eachother but try their best to be fake enough to be real. it will be fascinating. exhausting. i will need a vacation afterwards.
it is time for me to go. pretend that i plan on being productive at some point today. but first maybe take a nap.
much love.