Right now I am controlling the shit out of the things I can control. And there aren't many of them.

It's shitty when you realize that you wasted 2.5 years studying something about which you now give zero fucks. Islamic studies. Who cares? Not me. What was I thinking? Past Andréa was a fucking idiot.
GIVE.ME.THE.MONEY.

I dream about not needing other people. It's my fantasy. I wish I could be alone all the time. It would be so much easier and more pleasant. Tonight was miserable. Tomorrow won't be great for a number of reasons. It's kind of exhausting.

Rage is irritating.

Mise à jour: Barring an incredibly enthusiastic request on the part of the other person to spend time with me, I'm definitely letting this one die. Not worth it. Not nearly reciprocal enough. Sigh ( Read more... )

Knowing that this exists was the greatest gift that I could ask for!

Mise à jour: I realize how incredibly self-centered this sounds. What I was trying to express is that I am profoundly disturbed that I (or anyone) could lose someone that I love because someone else decided that he hates America/Boston/runners/fertilizer etc. I have trouble accepting human frailty and its omnipresence ( Read more... )

I'm a little out of control, have to get backing to watching what I eat. I feel sluggish and out of energy.
Who else thinks that the pope will soon announce his intention to become a Wal-Mart greeter!

Peace out!

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With the family the holidays were relaxing. Back in reality, well, not so relaxing. One more horrid semester and then I'm done. I ate like some kind of turbo-swine but at least there was a constant exercise. I went skiing today and managed to hurt my arm. It hurts to bend my wrist now. That was fun. What is it like not to be horrifically clumsy? ( Read more... )