Tequila makes her clothes fall off.
My break has been pretty eventful so far. Good things are happening. I got a 4.0! This is the first time in college that I have had not even one A-, so that was very pleasant and also pretty surprising. The fact that I have gotten progressively better every year of college (with the exception of the time I was dating Adam), makes me wonder about this whole thing. I definitely am just better at school now, like I know how to do work and not just fuck around pretending to do work. At least I'd like to think so. It has been over 3 semesters since I got a B on a paper. But sometimes I wonder if it's just the adderall : ( Regardless, I really really REALLY don't want to graduate and I'm starting to feel sick and panicked about the next stage of my life.
My skin has a healthy glow, and people have been giving me lots of free stuff. I went to Nickel Nickel with my brother and the person working there didn't charge us admission. wtf? and LITERALLY (this is crazy), I am so unaccustomed to physical exertion that my arms and shoulders are really sore from playing arcade games.
I went to Magic Mountain (with my brother) and went on basically every single roller coaster there. Fun and exhausting. I have been driving back and forth between Whittier, Real L.A., San Diego, and Palm Springs in the past few days and it's kind of stupid. I've seriously spent around 20 hours driving in less than a week.
The boys spent a record amount of money on me for this holiday whose name I dare not disgrace my page with. I have been given many "luxury" items. Yeah exactly, like the kinds of things I disparage on an almost daily basis and would feel silly using/wearing/owning but ironically appropriate in spite of all such sentiments. I wish I had less middle class guilt or whatever, but I don't. As long as people gift me thousand dollar bags I will have to go on hating myself. But though I don't believe in Christmas or Holy Days (holidays), I can't help but happily accept all the cash prizes.
I cut off all my hair and it feels SO good. In spite of my new long bang that is either poking my left eyeball or generally misbehaving.
I miss my beloved apartment, and my roommates. And I love my friends: Taty, bird, bookiebear, bizzes, ratface, cswish etc. mmmkay this is pretty choppy I need to go to bed...
My skin has a healthy glow, and people have been giving me lots of free stuff. I went to Nickel Nickel with my brother and the person working there didn't charge us admission. wtf? and LITERALLY (this is crazy), I am so unaccustomed to physical exertion that my arms and shoulders are really sore from playing arcade games.
I went to Magic Mountain (with my brother) and went on basically every single roller coaster there. Fun and exhausting. I have been driving back and forth between Whittier, Real L.A., San Diego, and Palm Springs in the past few days and it's kind of stupid. I've seriously spent around 20 hours driving in less than a week.
The boys spent a record amount of money on me for this holiday whose name I dare not disgrace my page with. I have been given many "luxury" items. Yeah exactly, like the kinds of things I disparage on an almost daily basis and would feel silly using/wearing/owning but ironically appropriate in spite of all such sentiments. I wish I had less middle class guilt or whatever, but I don't. As long as people gift me thousand dollar bags I will have to go on hating myself. But though I don't believe in Christmas or Holy Days (holidays), I can't help but happily accept all the cash prizes.
I cut off all my hair and it feels SO good. In spite of my new long bang that is either poking my left eyeball or generally misbehaving.
I miss my beloved apartment, and my roommates. And I love my friends: Taty, bird, bookiebear, bizzes, ratface, cswish etc. mmmkay this is pretty choppy I need to go to bed...