First-the blow of Rodan ( Read more... )

fuckin a, man.

fabulous day.

sunny sunny sunny so i'm wearing minimal clothing which always makes me happy

and my netflicks came

and it's sunny

and spanish was not hard to get through

and it's sunny

and there was cinnamon toast crunch in the dining hall

and it's sunny

and i have nothing to do tonight but watch movies

and it's sunny!!!!

( spanishkind )

it is 12 56 and i JUST woke up.

yay for life.

am back at school. break was good. city was amazing. my new icon was taken in washington square park while i was winning a cool contest with a girl with shittily dyed hair and long distance flirting with a cute scenester who looked like jason schwartzman.

my room is motherfucking hot.

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saturdays are a lot longer when you get up at 7.

ps my new phone number is 2967

no sleep. none.

paper is six and half pages without quotations from the books on reserve.

paper is really fucking awesome if i do say so myself.

i'm going to go eat some food and then nap in macmillan until religion.

props to me. i'm awesome.

it is four o'clock and it is far too hot to sleep and i stayed up watching pirates of the caribbean anyhow and so now i'm going to write my brit lit paper before the sun comes up. or at least give it a good start. because honestly, three hours of sleep just isn't worth it anymore and this way i get to nap tomorrow afternoon! i've got it all ( Read more... )

i did five pages of my seventy page reading and then fell asleep for three hours.

go me.