This is such a pointless post. <3
BORED BORED BORED BORED BORED.
Our class finished early. I should be working on my book or RPing or something, but here I am, drooling over my flist history. ♥
I had some pretty bizarre dreams last night. My old friend from college met me at the train station IN THE FUTUUUURE, then tried to get us and a bunch of older people home via bus, but we went over this huge four-cornered bridge thing with a roundabout suspended about 400 feet above a huge water mass. She tried to back up at one point and the wheels went over the edge, sending us plummeting down towards the water.
I was surprisingly chill about dying, which isn't surprising. I get so uptight about stupid little shit, but whenever a MAJOR DISASTER happens I just sort of brush it off as a fact of life, no helping it, suck it up and smile. She was very apologetic about dooming us all.
I really need to pee. Maybe I should go home an hour early, but really, I'm not sure there'd be a point. I'd undoubtedly get less work done and my book is kind of wooooah way behind, so I really should stay.
I don't feel that amazing, though. My whole digestive tract is like "lol, so you finally bothered to buy a substantial lunch, WATCH ME FUCK YOU FOR IT". This is why I normally just eat snacks and other rubbish to get me through the average day.
My brother has scales and I like to play with them. I'm 107 pounds right now, which is 2 more than the last time I checked. IT'S ALL VERY EXCITING. ♥
Our class finished early. I should be working on my book or RPing or something, but here I am, drooling over my flist history. ♥
I had some pretty bizarre dreams last night. My old friend from college met me at the train station IN THE FUTUUUURE, then tried to get us and a bunch of older people home via bus, but we went over this huge four-cornered bridge thing with a roundabout suspended about 400 feet above a huge water mass. She tried to back up at one point and the wheels went over the edge, sending us plummeting down towards the water.
I was surprisingly chill about dying, which isn't surprising. I get so uptight about stupid little shit, but whenever a MAJOR DISASTER happens I just sort of brush it off as a fact of life, no helping it, suck it up and smile. She was very apologetic about dooming us all.
I really need to pee. Maybe I should go home an hour early, but really, I'm not sure there'd be a point. I'd undoubtedly get less work done and my book is kind of wooooah way behind, so I really should stay.
I don't feel that amazing, though. My whole digestive tract is like "lol, so you finally bothered to buy a substantial lunch, WATCH ME FUCK YOU FOR IT". This is why I normally just eat snacks and other rubbish to get me through the average day.
My brother has scales and I like to play with them. I'm 107 pounds right now, which is 2 more than the last time I checked. IT'S ALL VERY EXCITING. ♥