I'm a trainwreck ( Read more... )

I should have been studying for my Italian test.  Instead, I played myspace stalker and ate Oreos and looked up my horoscope.  My focus has been off this week.  I can't figure out why.  It might be the beginning of a case of senioritis, but it doesn't really seem like it.  I feel like I'm distracted by something that I can't identify.  Writing ( Read more... )

  I love my room.

I think I'm on the verge of over-decorating it, but I really feel like everything I add is important.  At Gallery Hop last month, I found a map of the London Underground in a paper store.  It's currently hanging over my bookcase; I guess it's keeping watch over my Brit lit.  My parents just bought me a drawing of the Beatles, which ( Read more... )

 I'm really superficial.

I always have been.  It's hard not to be.  I think it's getting worse, though.  Part of it is probably living in a houseful of girls.  We're kind of a tough little group to crack.  We're constantly judging other girls for being prissy or slutty or dumb.  We define ourselves in opposition to the stereotypical sorori-whore, ( Read more... )

Yesterday was my last game in the Horseshoe.  And we lost ( Read more... )

Since it's November, and that begs all kinds of images of turkeys and pilgrims and oppressed indigenous peoples, I figured I'd make a list of things that make me feel thankful.  Okay, honestly, this isn't a display of holiday cheer as much as a desire to see all the things that make me happy written out in one place.  I don't know if I really ( Read more... )

 Sometimes, I feel like my world is shrinking ( Read more... )

Remember the beginning of Garden State, where Zach Braff is wandering around in a haze while his life sort of runs on without him?  I feel like that today.  Like I could drive away from the gas station while the nozzle was still in my gas tank.

I've been launching into random bad moods for no real reason.  I keep getting annoyed by these really ( Read more... )

For the first time in my college career, I do NOT want to go back to school.

Usually, when people ask if I'm ready to go back, I have to attempt to contain my excitement.  This year, it's more of a half-hearted "Yeah, sure."  I mean, I want to see my friends and I love being on my own.  I think it's mostly because it's my last year.  That's ( Read more... )

Tonight marks the second time that I found out that one of my friends died through Facebook.  That's kind of a sad commentary, I think.  It sort  of lowers the shock value of the discovery to the status of people finding new jobs or breaking up with boyfriends.  Stuck between someone's new favorite movie and posted YouTube clips on the News Feed ( Read more... )