A day, a day...
So I'm psyched that the weather has been fucking gorgeous.
Not so psyched that I have a throat infection or ear infection or something that's making me feel like total shit.
Definitely wasn't happy that a person called me as a wrong number at 8, when I was planning to sleep til 9, and my roommate had already woken me up numerous times with her clumsiness.
But I went to the gym.
And man our dining hall went all out for 4:20! Noodles alfredo, burritos, chicken patty parm, birthday cake ice cream! I'm so fat right now.
Presentation somewhere between 3 and 4:20. It should go all right and I'll say that I'm sick so I can't really speak.
I'm pissed for whoever owns the gunmetal VW Beetle on the corner of 1st and Congress because somebody spray painted in red, "GAY" across the left side, and "UR GAY" across the windshield/hood. Actually I'd like to know who did it so I can beat them mercilessly for being such an ignorant fuck.
Not so psyched that I have a throat infection or ear infection or something that's making me feel like total shit.
Definitely wasn't happy that a person called me as a wrong number at 8, when I was planning to sleep til 9, and my roommate had already woken me up numerous times with her clumsiness.
But I went to the gym.
And man our dining hall went all out for 4:20! Noodles alfredo, burritos, chicken patty parm, birthday cake ice cream! I'm so fat right now.
Presentation somewhere between 3 and 4:20. It should go all right and I'll say that I'm sick so I can't really speak.
I'm pissed for whoever owns the gunmetal VW Beetle on the corner of 1st and Congress because somebody spray painted in red, "GAY" across the left side, and "UR GAY" across the windshield/hood. Actually I'd like to know who did it so I can beat them mercilessly for being such an ignorant fuck.