Yeah, I Need This
The following entry is a list of reasons why the week of May 9-14 has sucked beyond belief. If you are not interested in my bitching, please scroll down to your next friend's entry and see if their lives are any fucking better.
Now on with the fucking show.
- The boy. Besides completely and utterly inflitrating every thought I've had at a molecular level, the stress of functioning in a quasi-relationship after so long has taken it's toll. Tiff actually put it very well last night when she says that it's hard to compromise one's independence when romantically involved. I feel like a lost puppy, just waiting around until he's ready to come over. It's quite pathetic. The relationship, we discussed, is coming to an end when the school year does. We're gonna stay friends though. Put the shotgun in my mouth and paint the walls with my brains.
- I got arrested on Monday night. Sparing the retarded details of my offense, let's just say that I'm pissed that I can't get out of here on the 22nd. Court date on the 25th. Wonderful.
- Finals go, as of right now, unstudied for.
- My allergies are robbing me of the lung space tobacco hasn't obliterated.
- My sunburn is in the "itchy" phase, causing me to scream in frustration and (un)erotically running ice cubes over my chest.
- My college career is pretty much at it's end, and I'm leaving behind some of the best people I've ever met.
This, too, shall pass. I miss Kristen.