i hate december.
finally, i am alone in my room. i can now hear my inner voice & it says a lot:
!do work!!
you're alone.
stop eating fattie.
stop smoking so much.
charles alexander sucks.
get over him.
realize your limitations.
realize everything is fleeting.
[insert more melodramatic addages]
...maybe that's why i don't like to be alone.
there's not much new in my life right now. this week has been one of the worst in comparison to prior college weeks. it is decemeber, we all know december does not treat me well. i dyed my hair blonder. marcia helped. i got locked out of the room on friday & i got the key from the RHA office. & of course, i lost it somewhere in my room. so now, i'm probably going to have to pay to have the locks changed. and by i, i mean donna jay. & donna jay is going to be pissed.
...let's not even get on the subject of money. or cigarettes. or the fragility of my sanity right now.
finals are coming up and i seem to be the only one not worried about them. i guess i should stop being such a slacker & get my shit done. i'm coming home the 19th. that's like 14 days away. 2 weeks. holy shit i have a lot of work to do.
friday we went to a cfa party. it was like a fucking movie.
last night we saw closer. it was intense.
jaime wrote me a song about potatos because i love them so much.
i'm not eating anymore of those for a while, i'm huge.
no more soda or anything munchie orientated. this comes after the beijing cafe feast i had last night.
fuck sprite.
rebel <3
nick, at logan, post flight.
marcia, a thing of beauty.
i just took this picture...you can kinda see my hair.
me & jaime in the alcove. <3
!do work!!
you're alone.
stop eating fattie.
stop smoking so much.
charles alexander sucks.
get over him.
realize your limitations.
realize everything is fleeting.
[insert more melodramatic addages]
...maybe that's why i don't like to be alone.
there's not much new in my life right now. this week has been one of the worst in comparison to prior college weeks. it is decemeber, we all know december does not treat me well. i dyed my hair blonder. marcia helped. i got locked out of the room on friday & i got the key from the RHA office. & of course, i lost it somewhere in my room. so now, i'm probably going to have to pay to have the locks changed. and by i, i mean donna jay. & donna jay is going to be pissed.
...let's not even get on the subject of money. or cigarettes. or the fragility of my sanity right now.
finals are coming up and i seem to be the only one not worried about them. i guess i should stop being such a slacker & get my shit done. i'm coming home the 19th. that's like 14 days away. 2 weeks. holy shit i have a lot of work to do.
friday we went to a cfa party. it was like a fucking movie.
last night we saw closer. it was intense.
jaime wrote me a song about potatos because i love them so much.
i'm not eating anymore of those for a while, i'm huge.
no more soda or anything munchie orientated. this comes after the beijing cafe feast i had last night.
fuck sprite.
rebel <3
nick, at logan, post flight.
marcia, a thing of beauty.
i just took this picture...you can kinda see my hair.
me & jaime in the alcove. <3