TINY CANS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's weird. I look fat now haha.

Surgery went fine. They hurt a lot but they gave me a lot of meds too. Mark is here taking care of me which is so incredibly helpful I don't even know what to say. I can't wait to actually be able to see them tomorrow and take probably the most difficult shower of my life.

In sleep deprived genius or sleep deprived insanity, I'll leave it up to you, I ended my final paper for Humanities with the line "Go ahead, crucify me."

Again, this was either a brilliant idea, or I'll be seeing a big fat F. Either way, alright with me.

I have crafted a well versed to-do list and schedule entitled...

FINALS KICKIN YOUR ASS UP AND DOWN
THE BREAKDOWN

I will be up for at least 36 more hours straight, with more work to follow.

Mercy killings, or just coffee would be appreciated.

So I feel like I may fail or get super shitty grades in my academics because of papers and me not writing them or attending classes, and I'm gonna get super shitty grades in my studio classes because I lack inspiration and drive. I shouldn't be allowed to get senioritis when I still have a whole semester to go. Must be contagious. Aaaand I still ( Read more... )

I suck at good things.

TOO MANY PAPERS.

I wish I were Marcus Shrenker without the lame attempted suicide part. Just the access to plane and faking own death to parachute down to a hidden motorcycle to be on the run from the law part. Yeah. That part.

Without telling anyone my 3rd room mate started moving out. That's one way of saying Merry Christmas, you're fucked.

Finished my internship journal. YES. I just have to write a one page letter saying how lame it is working for a huge heartless company. Then there's a show tomorrow and jobs to be found and bills to be paid. Only one more year. Shiiiit.

P.S. Why all this drama? I'm gonna sleep through it.