Don't get strung out by the way I look.
So, yesterday Dean Robinson informed us that we had to see Into The Woods because it's ON THE FINAL. It's very long. We showed up at Bush at 8:15ish, and I didn't get back to my room until 11PM. I wanted to kill myself. It was torture. I mean, it would probably have been better if I wasn't cranky over it, but fuck you bitch I hated it and it gave me nightmares! NIGHTMARES! I HATE YOU DEAN ROBINSON! She was all bitching at us because nobody showed up to Bush to see Wizard of Oz on Sunday (uh we have better things to do?) and because Toto needed to go for a biopsy, "and no he's not all right." STOP BEING SUCH AN ONLY CHILD! Bitch.
Fuckin Global Warming! I hate how it skips straight from winter to summer. TEMPERATURE SHOCK MUCH?! It makes me want to go to Chincoteague and waste my days away...
Edit: My roommate has progressed from sleep-talking to sleep-yelling, which wakes me up, and I then pick on her mercilessly in the morning for. I mean I prolly shouldn't tease her, coz that will make her worry about it, which could either cause insomnia, which I'm sure it won't, or make her do it more. Which would be even more entertaining.
Fuckin Global Warming! I hate how it skips straight from winter to summer. TEMPERATURE SHOCK MUCH?! It makes me want to go to Chincoteague and waste my days away...
Edit: My roommate has progressed from sleep-talking to sleep-yelling, which wakes me up, and I then pick on her mercilessly in the morning for. I mean I prolly shouldn't tease her, coz that will make her worry about it, which could either cause insomnia, which I'm sure it won't, or make her do it more. Which would be even more entertaining.