cry me a river. .
i seem to have this ever growing list of things that are shitty in my life.
the only remedy to that is to look at what is good in your life.
and right now that is:
aaron. he is great and i cannot wait to spend the weekend with him
katie. haven't talked to her in ages and as of now we are gabbing on the phone and she makes me feel ten times better.
megs. she puts up with so much of my shit, i only wish i could be half as good of a friend as she is.
and that is it. i should focus more on the good stuff more often i guess.
but just for sanity's sake, here is the crap stuff....
i am sick with the plague. cough, cough, snuffle, snuffle
my advisor has informed me that i'm too dumb to study abroad. at least my name isn't peggy d. lux!!
i am REALLY starting to worry about aaron and i post july 12th. together? or not?
we all know what i am voting for ;)
my mom keeps making me feel like shit for being unorganized. i am 20 for chrissake!
my dad is pissed about the whole bonnaroo thing and is insisting that i not go to phish.
stine still has my sleeping bag and tent and god knows what else. i need that shit by monday!! but i have no idea how she is doing either.
my phone is a piece that won't charge. and i don't want/can't afford a new one.
i am fat. my shorts that are skin tight say it is so. must lose weight.
why am i craving chocolate chip cookies? tell me this!!
my room is a sty. so that means everything my mom says about organization, i take to heart. grr.
accounting project-status:not done, not sure when mtg is, due on friday. v. bad indeed.
economics- hot prof.i wish i knew that before. i would've gotten much more help sooner. online is not so good here. i could deal with seeing him every day. even if he did look sort of hairy. ...i suck at computers, plain and simple.
furthermore, i am in debt up to my earlobes, and the cute new underwear(panties as ben and aaron put it) i bought at vickies' semi annual is not helping my cause. oops again.
i bought a watermelon and could barely carry it. what weak fatty i am.
my plant is dying of dehydration. i am a bad plant mom. aaron isn't going to want me now. i read somewhere that boys secretly flock to girls that are nuturing. its like this primal reproductive tendency. and i cannot even keep alive a plant, let alone the lucky bamboo. i killed that too, in other new.
that must mean i am unlucky. . .
i had better stop, because by today's measures, i would be better off dead. or at least in a trance like those raver kids.
when is friday going to get here? t minus 1 day and 17 hours and approx. 19 minutes until i get to see the boy. oooh yeah. i am pathetic. don't laugh- please.
the only remedy to that is to look at what is good in your life.
and right now that is:
aaron. he is great and i cannot wait to spend the weekend with him
katie. haven't talked to her in ages and as of now we are gabbing on the phone and she makes me feel ten times better.
megs. she puts up with so much of my shit, i only wish i could be half as good of a friend as she is.
and that is it. i should focus more on the good stuff more often i guess.
but just for sanity's sake, here is the crap stuff....
i am sick with the plague. cough, cough, snuffle, snuffle
my advisor has informed me that i'm too dumb to study abroad. at least my name isn't peggy d. lux!!
i am REALLY starting to worry about aaron and i post july 12th. together? or not?
we all know what i am voting for ;)
my mom keeps making me feel like shit for being unorganized. i am 20 for chrissake!
my dad is pissed about the whole bonnaroo thing and is insisting that i not go to phish.
stine still has my sleeping bag and tent and god knows what else. i need that shit by monday!! but i have no idea how she is doing either.
my phone is a piece that won't charge. and i don't want/can't afford a new one.
i am fat. my shorts that are skin tight say it is so. must lose weight.
why am i craving chocolate chip cookies? tell me this!!
my room is a sty. so that means everything my mom says about organization, i take to heart. grr.
accounting project-status:not done, not sure when mtg is, due on friday. v. bad indeed.
economics- hot prof.i wish i knew that before. i would've gotten much more help sooner. online is not so good here. i could deal with seeing him every day. even if he did look sort of hairy. ...i suck at computers, plain and simple.
furthermore, i am in debt up to my earlobes, and the cute new underwear(panties as ben and aaron put it) i bought at vickies' semi annual is not helping my cause. oops again.
i bought a watermelon and could barely carry it. what weak fatty i am.
my plant is dying of dehydration. i am a bad plant mom. aaron isn't going to want me now. i read somewhere that boys secretly flock to girls that are nuturing. its like this primal reproductive tendency. and i cannot even keep alive a plant, let alone the lucky bamboo. i killed that too, in other new.
that must mean i am unlucky. . .
i had better stop, because by today's measures, i would be better off dead. or at least in a trance like those raver kids.
when is friday going to get here? t minus 1 day and 17 hours and approx. 19 minutes until i get to see the boy. oooh yeah. i am pathetic. don't laugh- please.