home sweet home...sike
ok, home again.
i think like the past two weeks i have done absolutely no thinking. just listening, memorizing and..BS.
finals sucked. i tried this time. so far i know i got two B's. i think my mind went into overload and i wasnt able to handle all the madness. i tried to act like i didnt care because people were like going insane like studying and stuff and i was like wow people are way uptight but i think in my mind i freaked out a little, while i sat and watched tv and stuff and took my nyquil so i'd be able to sleep at night.
they finally ended, ilet loose and had some fun on friday, probably making a good fool of myself...then sat left for home. i actually got all teary eyed because i honestly didnt want to leave. watching the city pass before my eyes on the way to the airport was the saddest thing because honestly..ugh i love boston. me and the cab driver talked about it the entire way there. he could never imagine leaving new england either..
anyway i was kind of relieved because i got the entire row to myself on the airplane, but then that cancelled out when ihad myself a nervous breakdown!! now i know what would happen if i knew i was gonna diebut didn't...my muscles would tense up like crazy and i'd be sore for like a week, because thats what happened!! the turbulance was so bad. we were going through crazy storm clouds or something and people were screaming and i swear, the plane bounced so much that my butt came right off the seat, just like tower of terror or something. gave me a good scare and got me thinking about how sad it would be to die on a plane all by myself again. i coudlnt even spot one good candidate to have sex with before i died either!
anyway, since i've got home this is basically the first time i've had tothink. it sucks too...my family from NJ is over, i slept on the couch last night and had like a million bad dreams, my sister is upset because one of her friends died, my grandpa's having surgery tomorrow, christmas shopping, psycho mother...i honestly just wanna go back to lala land where i'm the only person i have to worry about.
oh well. i hope pop does well tomorrow. they still couldnt get the rest of the cancer out and have to go back in again. if i believed in god i'd say god bless that man for all he's gone through. hes so wonderful.
sorry to anyone who reads this and hasnt heard from me yet, just too much going on. cant wait til wednesday my "secret" santa people. YEAH.
i think like the past two weeks i have done absolutely no thinking. just listening, memorizing and..BS.
finals sucked. i tried this time. so far i know i got two B's. i think my mind went into overload and i wasnt able to handle all the madness. i tried to act like i didnt care because people were like going insane like studying and stuff and i was like wow people are way uptight but i think in my mind i freaked out a little, while i sat and watched tv and stuff and took my nyquil so i'd be able to sleep at night.
they finally ended, ilet loose and had some fun on friday, probably making a good fool of myself...then sat left for home. i actually got all teary eyed because i honestly didnt want to leave. watching the city pass before my eyes on the way to the airport was the saddest thing because honestly..ugh i love boston. me and the cab driver talked about it the entire way there. he could never imagine leaving new england either..
anyway i was kind of relieved because i got the entire row to myself on the airplane, but then that cancelled out when ihad myself a nervous breakdown!! now i know what would happen if i knew i was gonna diebut didn't...my muscles would tense up like crazy and i'd be sore for like a week, because thats what happened!! the turbulance was so bad. we were going through crazy storm clouds or something and people were screaming and i swear, the plane bounced so much that my butt came right off the seat, just like tower of terror or something. gave me a good scare and got me thinking about how sad it would be to die on a plane all by myself again. i coudlnt even spot one good candidate to have sex with before i died either!
anyway, since i've got home this is basically the first time i've had tothink. it sucks too...my family from NJ is over, i slept on the couch last night and had like a million bad dreams, my sister is upset because one of her friends died, my grandpa's having surgery tomorrow, christmas shopping, psycho mother...i honestly just wanna go back to lala land where i'm the only person i have to worry about.
oh well. i hope pop does well tomorrow. they still couldnt get the rest of the cancer out and have to go back in again. if i believed in god i'd say god bless that man for all he's gone through. hes so wonderful.
sorry to anyone who reads this and hasnt heard from me yet, just too much going on. cant wait til wednesday my "secret" santa people. YEAH.