cannot sleep
It has been oh so long since i've done anything with this thing. I don't know what i was doing but i came across some old entries and sometimes i'm pretty hilarious. If anything i'm random and angry at the dumbest things.
So seriously...just when you think guys can get no stupider...THEY DO. Like they really realy do. It's so hilarious to me...like does the penis really take all that much blood away from the brain that they can't use it? Well the answer is no...because in a situation that should have required purely penis thinking there basically was none of that...and i laff but it's dumb.
So reading some old journals...i'm so sickly bipolar I don't know how I didn't know it before I got diagnosed. I'm a wonderful psych major...that makes me feel comfortable knowing i'm graduating in may...lovely. But it's centennial so suck it whores.
I'm starting to worry about my surgery in december...I don't know i'm stressed about everything else i'm practically indirectly killing myself but somehow it make sense for me to worry about that too...always make it harder..thats my motto.
So the holidays are coming up, and so are all the death days...I really don't know how i'm going to make it.
K seriously I thought i had more funny things to say but I really don't...and that saddens me. Hopefully i'll be feisty soon and i can write something for me to laugh at in a couple years.
So seriously...just when you think guys can get no stupider...THEY DO. Like they really realy do. It's so hilarious to me...like does the penis really take all that much blood away from the brain that they can't use it? Well the answer is no...because in a situation that should have required purely penis thinking there basically was none of that...and i laff but it's dumb.
So reading some old journals...i'm so sickly bipolar I don't know how I didn't know it before I got diagnosed. I'm a wonderful psych major...that makes me feel comfortable knowing i'm graduating in may...lovely. But it's centennial so suck it whores.
I'm starting to worry about my surgery in december...I don't know i'm stressed about everything else i'm practically indirectly killing myself but somehow it make sense for me to worry about that too...always make it harder..thats my motto.
So the holidays are coming up, and so are all the death days...I really don't know how i'm going to make it.
K seriously I thought i had more funny things to say but I really don't...and that saddens me. Hopefully i'll be feisty soon and i can write something for me to laugh at in a couple years.