Why can't we have a bartering system?! >_
My stomach hurts and my hip keeps clicking. I swear, I'm aging prematurely. I was supposed to go out today, but that didn't end up happening, so Ryan and I got lunch. Well, it wasn't so much lunch as me eating a muffin and coffee at 2 in the evening, which gave me a stomach ache. I'm trying to force myself to eat even though my body's telling me it's not hungry. I'm going to starve with this heat.
This is my favorite Pablo Neruda poem, which is random, but I just remembered it now:
"Soneto de Amor VII"
"Vendrás conmigo," dije, sin que nadie supiera
Donde y como latía mi estado doloroso
Y para mí, no había clavel ni barcarola
Nada sino una herida por el amor abierta
Repetí, "ven conmigo" como si me muriera
Y nadie vio la luna en mi boca que sangraba
Nadie vio aquella sangre que subía al silencio
I've been feeling strange ever since last month and I'm not sure why really. I think that I've been stressed; I have to somehow make $600 or I'm royally fucked. Hamilton won't let you register for courses unless you pay your bill in full. I'm not looking forward to that at all. With fucking Posse, I have a hard time finding a job that will let me have time off. I fucking hate money.
This is my favorite Pablo Neruda poem, which is random, but I just remembered it now:
"Soneto de Amor VII"
"Vendrás conmigo," dije, sin que nadie supiera
Donde y como latía mi estado doloroso
Y para mí, no había clavel ni barcarola
Nada sino una herida por el amor abierta
Repetí, "ven conmigo" como si me muriera
Y nadie vio la luna en mi boca que sangraba
Nadie vio aquella sangre que subía al silencio
I've been feeling strange ever since last month and I'm not sure why really. I think that I've been stressed; I have to somehow make $600 or I'm royally fucked. Hamilton won't let you register for courses unless you pay your bill in full. I'm not looking forward to that at all. With fucking Posse, I have a hard time finding a job that will let me have time off. I fucking hate money.