mental health day
i'm taking the day off school because, god dammit, i need to. the weekend was just too crazy and eventful and i need some serious sitting on my ass doing nothing time. shit, and i have to somehow manage to get caught up on work. dammit. i think we all know what's gonna end up happening instead!
i saw john kerry yesterday after waiting in the equivalent of a 38,000 person mosh pit for 2 and a half hours, unable to move or breathe. he is an amazing speaker and will make an extraordinary president tomorrow!!
saturday i was running around like a chicken with no head all day. i barely had time to sit down and catch my breath. i've never met more new people and been felt up and touched by so many people at once. rocky horror was AWESOME. seriously. more awesome than i'd ever imagined. i love my new friend lexi, and i ended up sleeping on him for almost an hour. the whole night was pretty unreal; i vaguely remember sitting in a graveyard drinking with lexi and ted and brandon and jill and of course the usual suspects as well, which was quite an adventure. hmm. after getting a grand total of about 3 hours of sleep, i woke up early sunday with a beast of a hangover and drove up to NH for the aforementioned kerry trip.
i am such a lazy piece of shit. as much as i love days like saturday, where i'm just running around having adventures constantly throughout the day, i kind of prefer just sitting around with good people smoking and listening to music or tripping or something like that.
i'm listening to ted leo & the pharmacists now and i'm on the verge of tears because it reminds me of the end of 10th grade and the summer in france, and i get so fucking nostalgic. i totally remember in vivid detail our countless rides on le beller, sitting in front of mark and behind max. i don't know why i miss that trip so much -- besides max, everybody kind of sucked. but the nostalgia is really getting to me.
i fucking hate school. it's all such bullshit. but less than 3 months till cityterm!! yeah!!
i saw john kerry yesterday after waiting in the equivalent of a 38,000 person mosh pit for 2 and a half hours, unable to move or breathe. he is an amazing speaker and will make an extraordinary president tomorrow!!
saturday i was running around like a chicken with no head all day. i barely had time to sit down and catch my breath. i've never met more new people and been felt up and touched by so many people at once. rocky horror was AWESOME. seriously. more awesome than i'd ever imagined. i love my new friend lexi, and i ended up sleeping on him for almost an hour. the whole night was pretty unreal; i vaguely remember sitting in a graveyard drinking with lexi and ted and brandon and jill and of course the usual suspects as well, which was quite an adventure. hmm. after getting a grand total of about 3 hours of sleep, i woke up early sunday with a beast of a hangover and drove up to NH for the aforementioned kerry trip.
i am such a lazy piece of shit. as much as i love days like saturday, where i'm just running around having adventures constantly throughout the day, i kind of prefer just sitting around with good people smoking and listening to music or tripping or something like that.
i'm listening to ted leo & the pharmacists now and i'm on the verge of tears because it reminds me of the end of 10th grade and the summer in france, and i get so fucking nostalgic. i totally remember in vivid detail our countless rides on le beller, sitting in front of mark and behind max. i don't know why i miss that trip so much -- besides max, everybody kind of sucked. but the nostalgia is really getting to me.
i fucking hate school. it's all such bullshit. but less than 3 months till cityterm!! yeah!!