Please be nice to me this week.

I'm going to not have any more than 4 hours of sleep a night...

5 exams...
3 essays...
2 novels...

and I I I I I I I I I I I

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and I would rather hide.

"Where are you?" they ask ( Read more... )

alrighty then.
I'm sitting in the lovable 2-4 lounge... this place feels so much like home, it's phenomenal. A floor from Willison Hall rez is watching Amityville Horror right now, and I stuck around merely to wait for the scenes when Ryan Reynolds is topless. Woot ( Read more... )

you know those times when you feel it all just comes to a head?

need I say more.

This is suffocating.

quick question for those doing Steph's thingie tonight, is anyone driving? I'd lerve a ride from you if possible.

That is all.

ew.
I could hear out my bedroom door that my mom, dad, and sister were talking about whether or not they think I'm allergic to latex anymore. It turned into a horrifying thing to listen them talk about with me and sex and condoms and oh god.

I grew out of that allergy in grade 8. Why do they keep imagining me wearing condoms.

ew.

I have a job ( Read more... )

wow, I'm that mood where I don't want to even open my mouth, make a sound,
be silent,
I I I I I I would rather hide ( Read more... )

sohere's the thing ( Read more... )

thhs is me typing on a muscile relazxant ( Read more... )