We might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain.

Nov 16, 2009 23:29

I have done nothing all. freaking. day.
I'm going crazy.
This morning I reluctantly got out of bed at 11,
went to yoga/lunch with Liz until 3.
Took a shower, was interviewed for Mike's paper,
came back to my room, and here I still am.
Dinner consisted of almost stale licorice,
almost an entire bag of popcorn,
the rest of my jelly beans,
the rest of my chocolate covered graham crackers,
and the last of my wheat thins.
I feel disgusting and obese.
I also watched about 5 episodes of Laguna Beach.
What happened to my productive day?
What happened to working on my astronomy lab/quiz?
When am I going to finish my humanities journal?
How do I have the time to do my journalism assignment?
That means no lazy time for tomorrow or all day on Wednesday.
Because there's no way I'm being stuck with homework on my birthday.
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