January 2012
Dreamed that a Christmas tree underneath my bedroom floor was on fire, causing said bedroom floor to be very hot and also indicating that the people in said bedroom should make a hasty exodus from said bedroom. Said people in said bedroom, my buddies, decided it imperative to stay and chill (irony) in this room housing a burning carpet. What does it all mean?
I am too lethargic to shower or even pee. I am stuffed with cereal and oatmeal.
Today can best be summed up with shockingly great grades, a relieving conversation, an eggplant sandwich, skinny suits, a board game store, being ejected by my mother with my best friend and boyfriend onto the side of the road, a zip line, a savage, a cocoon, Calvin’s Apple Crisp, and a little sprinkle of...
Bob Dylan and this this bowl of oats, TVP, Chocolate Cheerios, Cinnamon Burst Cheerios, and soy milk are just way more important than the exams that commence in sixty-four minutes.
I just want to sleep. And eat. And watch Harry Potter, because I haven’t done that in a while.
The relationship between me and studying is one that cannot exist. Goodnight.
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The everlasting practical joke.
Going to be a teenager for a moment and wonder why being lied to is so imperative, and why no one seems to care! At all! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Lol
I’ve realized that I don’t like the winter very much anymore. It’s adversely affecting everything from my fashion sense to my digestion system. Hum.
nowweareallsonsofbitches:
Sickly senior citizens, Dab O’ Ink markers, unlucky lucky charms; Bingo Palace really is the best place to go on a date
I am taking the SAT in six days. The funny part is that I haven’t prepared for it at all! Ha! Roo Ha Ha!
Thaaaaaaat’s notttttttttt cooooooooooool!!!!!!!!!!
I don’t understand why my iTunes library just erased itself. I want to sleep.
Sitting, and laughing, and I don’t really know.
Not much to say other than “weird”.
Thus, weird.
