she's right, i should do something with my life. but i'm old, i'm old, i'm getting o-o-old.
they NEVER have an option for the mood i am, i swear.
i'm pulling an all nighter, so if any of you read this tonight...tonight being what? april 27th/28th-in-six-minutes...please call me, because i will periodically fall asleep in this chair and need some help getting the fuck back up. 734/377/1554
no, i can't sleep. too much to do.
hopefully this won't effect my performance on my math final...hmm...
yeah, i'm an idiot, i know. that's why my mood is DUMB! which is actually more like a realization than a mood. i'm dumb, but i don't FEEL dumb so much as i AM dumb. yeah, you get it. you're not stupid, i know.
i miss matt already. so lame. so so so lame. but oh-so-beautiful. i want to go to ann arbor on friday...eat some good food, maybe go to that bubble tea place or pinball petes or cafe oz...cept that we OWN A HOOKAH, so why would we do that? haha. wait, i just remembered. it's supposed to storm all day friday. ew. gross fest.
i really need to get my act together and send some shit to tyler...he's my PENPAL! YAYYYYY!!!! haha tyler's so funny. he makes me think of jim carrey, only with piercings...hmm. lol he has the best name too; i told him i'm jealous: Tyler Huff. i think that's a kickass name. way better than Jess Carreras. way better. lol. tyler, if you read this, that was my ode to you, and now some crazy girls are going to stalk you when they read this, because you're tyler, and you're pierced. oooh get ready. HE'S SINGLE LADIES. GO TO VIRGINIA.
omg i wish i could go to sleep. coffee, more coffee. i just read the most horrible, scary article on acid reflux, and i want to call matt and wake him up to warn him that he shouldn't eat before bed or he's going to die of cancer of the esophagus. i would be very sad if he got cancer and died.
ok that's like, two people i've managed to make scary comments about in one entry. i'm so done.
in ten hours all this madness will be over. this is by far the worst finals week i've ever had, because it's two weeks, not one.
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i'm pulling an all nighter, so if any of you read this tonight...tonight being what? april 27th/28th-in-six-minutes...please call me, because i will periodically fall asleep in this chair and need some help getting the fuck back up. 734/377/1554
no, i can't sleep. too much to do.
hopefully this won't effect my performance on my math final...hmm...
yeah, i'm an idiot, i know. that's why my mood is DUMB! which is actually more like a realization than a mood. i'm dumb, but i don't FEEL dumb so much as i AM dumb. yeah, you get it. you're not stupid, i know.
i miss matt already. so lame. so so so lame. but oh-so-beautiful. i want to go to ann arbor on friday...eat some good food, maybe go to that bubble tea place or pinball petes or cafe oz...cept that we OWN A HOOKAH, so why would we do that? haha. wait, i just remembered. it's supposed to storm all day friday. ew. gross fest.
i really need to get my act together and send some shit to tyler...he's my PENPAL! YAYYYYY!!!! haha tyler's so funny. he makes me think of jim carrey, only with piercings...hmm. lol he has the best name too; i told him i'm jealous: Tyler Huff. i think that's a kickass name. way better than Jess Carreras. way better. lol. tyler, if you read this, that was my ode to you, and now some crazy girls are going to stalk you when they read this, because you're tyler, and you're pierced. oooh get ready. HE'S SINGLE LADIES. GO TO VIRGINIA.
omg i wish i could go to sleep. coffee, more coffee. i just read the most horrible, scary article on acid reflux, and i want to call matt and wake him up to warn him that he shouldn't eat before bed or he's going to die of cancer of the esophagus. i would be very sad if he got cancer and died.
ok that's like, two people i've managed to make scary comments about in one entry. i'm so done.
in ten hours all this madness will be over. this is by far the worst finals week i've ever had, because it's two weeks, not one.
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