Oh, the Olympics. Look what you do to me. I say, "I'll just watch the primetime coverage" (which would be four hours a day ANYWAY) and then I find myself glued to the television for ten solid hours, screaming at the water polo players and watching fucking badminton. What GIVES, global sporting events? Normally I don't CARE about these sorts of ( Read more... )

SINGLE SINGLE SINGLE. OH MY GOD BOYS, HERE, TAKE MY SOUL AND EVERYTHING ATTACHED TO IT. JUST KEEP DOING THIS, MMKAY ( Read more... )

Oh my God, you guys. I'm going to Bologna next year. Holy shit.

Holyshitholyshitholyshit. *bounces*

can i panic now?

It is official. Next year I am living in a triple with Mary and Cecilia, in sub-free, in one of the biggest single-double combinations on campus. (Big, meaning that the single I have is 8 by 15.) We have our own bathroom, and we're right next door to the laundry. The first floor is only two triples and one quad, so there's only ten people, and ( Read more... )

So, last night was the Jack's Mannequin concert. It was also my first real concert-type-thing (that hasn't been orchestral) ever.

It was amazing.

( This is going to get pretty long, so let's just do this now )

( CSI Season Seven ZOMFG Incoherent Review of Pointlessness )

OMG I GRADUATE TOMORROW. *SPAZ*

*MACEDONIAN SPAZ*