HEY WURLD
So, wow, livejournal lives. Whenever I return I revel in that.
Well, what a crazy year, right?! I survive some hardcore illnesses, I go to community college (which I actually like so shut your pieholes, you ivy-leagers). I flunk some courses, develop dependencies, lose and gain friends, exist in major limbo. Fall in love, get fucked over -- how predictable! Draw less, write more; smoke less, smoke more; learn to bake rugalach. Have some major breakthroughs in therapy -- woopie -- none of which I can divulge because they are too pathetic.
I am back on track to inevitable mediocrity, and who wouldn't be happy about that?! I'm a mysterious girl, aren't I? Ah, but it's not on purpose, I'm just a socially retarded recluse who doesn't drink socially.
I know a lot of people hated me -- and, still do -- and I'm not around people enough to defend myself so that's fine. Got nothing to defend really. Sorry guys!
What?
Well, what a crazy year, right?! I survive some hardcore illnesses, I go to community college (which I actually like so shut your pieholes, you ivy-leagers). I flunk some courses, develop dependencies, lose and gain friends, exist in major limbo. Fall in love, get fucked over -- how predictable! Draw less, write more; smoke less, smoke more; learn to bake rugalach. Have some major breakthroughs in therapy -- woopie -- none of which I can divulge because they are too pathetic.
I am back on track to inevitable mediocrity, and who wouldn't be happy about that?! I'm a mysterious girl, aren't I? Ah, but it's not on purpose, I'm just a socially retarded recluse who doesn't drink socially.
I know a lot of people hated me -- and, still do -- and I'm not around people enough to defend myself so that's fine. Got nothing to defend really. Sorry guys!
What?