i realized something today, maybe something that should have occurred to me a long time ago. i have no idea how to make myself happy. i've searched for ways, of course, like any other person would. i've found weed, a temporary solution; sex, another temporary solution. in the end i always seek out people to give me positive energy, to make me ( Read more... )

but it's my biiiirthdayyy

died the bottom of my hair pink (with the help of lovely rachel). it looks badass. the end.

happy vday everybody! no kissies for me :(

my face is all splotchy. why oh why must you burden me so, mononucleosis. or however mono is spelled.

my head is all 'splody and hurty. watchin top chef re-runs. drinkin ginger ale. REALLY want some eggs benedict right now. my mommy says she'll make it for me when i gets better.

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i'm watching this strange movie on comedy central about dealin X and it's pretty ridiculous.

"walk like a pimp bitch. WALK LIKE A PIMP."

what'd everyone get?

freaking out. freaking out. this is as close to an anxiety attack i have been in a while. fuck.

edit:

oh thank god. oh my god. not pregnant, thank you thank you thank you. i've been sick recently and it's looked like morning sickness and my mom thought i was pregnant so she bought me a pregnancy test... thank god i am not pregnant.

how'd everyone do on the PSATs?

my score:
critical reading- 70
math-55
writing skills- 65

ughhhhhhhhhhh