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Tuesday, December 8th, 2009
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One eighty by summer, giddy up, U turn!!
Somewhere in between.
YEAH. MAKE SENSE OF THAT!
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Monday, December 7th, 2009
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College is really boring when you aren't swamped with work.
I'm determined to get number one on jungle jewels. Don't judge me. edit: got number one.
It snowed and I felt like I was five again. I hope it snows lots and lots Wednesday night.
I didn't get to put the Christmas lights up with my dad this year.
Boys Boys Boys
I'm not happy about my new cravings for social endeavours.
Psychology is starting to make me think I have a disorder.
I wish I had a debit card so I could order Christmas presents online.
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooMYSHERONA
I miss you.
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Monday, November 9th, 2009
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Same time as last year. I guess it is the seasons that make me crazy.
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Monday, November 2nd, 2009
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I don't even want to write anymore. I don't want to confront the situation I've been in, and I don't want to think about the hole I've dug myself into.
I'm not who I want to be, I know it's all about the environment, and it's STUPID. kids are so stupid and self absorbed and aggressive and I'm becoming one. No one is there for you. So you change or you face it alone.
Man, forget college. forget drinking. FORGET WOMEN.
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Tuesday, October 20th, 2009
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I never thought I would meet a math I couldn't understand. But I did and it's name is Linear Algebra and I am failing. FAILING. And I try. It's not that "eh I'll study tomorrow." I put in about 3 hours A DAY for this subject and fail.
But what if Math is what I want to do? IS math what I want to do? How do I know?
It's either counseling psych or math. And I want to ask people to tell me what to do but I don't trust anyone else's opinion soooooooooooooo
Fuck.
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Friday, October 2nd, 2009
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Ignorance has solved all of my problems.
I hope one day I won’t be the shadow.
I really miss Rhode Island and yet have no desire to go back except for my kitty.
I did something bad today and I’m a little worried I felt no regret. Oh Fiona.
Apathy takes a lot of energy I wish I had more of.
Hot food is so good. Warm food is meh. Caf food is GERLACKVOMITPUUUUKE
I enjoy only drinking half of a water bottle. Then saving the other half. So then I have 22323 half filled water bottles juz chillin
College brings out the worst in people. I would love to just commute. In RI.
I’m madd fickle, eh?
Think I might have swine flu. Don’t care.
I might quit math. Again.
My life is a serious mess and I just want something steady to devote ALL of my time to.
Like a job. No college, no friends, no nothing, just workworkworkbrainlessmindlessthoughtlesswork.
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Monday, September 7th, 2009
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I swear like a flippin pirate in college.
There's a frozen yogurt place and a smoothie place within a five minute walk from here. YESSS.
Birthday in 2 days. Wish it wasn't.
I wish there were madd boys here so I could feel like my usual manly self.
Everything must belong somewhere.
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Thursday, August 20th, 2009
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I saw Julie and Julia. It was pretty good.
I can't breathe through my nose, stupid sickness. I am currently an open mouth breather...
I'm going camping, depending on weather, tomorrow till Tuesday.
I never have as much time as I want. I'm sorry to everyone I didn't have time for.
Tomorrow is my last day at the pool and I am so ready to throw in the towel.
Peace be with you.
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Thank you, planner. But for the record, I would much rather choose a night of dancing over a fascination with alcohol. You know, just for the next time you plan.
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Wednesday, July 15th, 2009
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Dear Planner,
Please give ME a good weekend.
T'is all.
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I will sleep, now that I cannot move.
I'm sick of saying no.
I think work makes me feel better about myself.
I think I've closed a lot of roads way back when that should have remained for detours.
Ba bababa Ba Ba bababa Ba Ba Bababa Ba Ba Bababa.
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I'm thinking too much again and LOVIN' ITTT
I've decided maybe the problem is that I love consistensy and therefore, even when there is a problem, I make sure that it reoccurs. Foolish, but consistent.
I'm gonna work pretty much every day for the rest of the summer.
Karen, from will and grace, on public pools: "Why doesn't someone just pee directly on me?"
There's a cat sleeping next to me. Naturally.
I wish there were saltines in this house. That's all I want.
So maybe he claims he doesn't like lesbos because he knows that the possibility could be there. Or maybe he actually realizes that the site of two girls doing things IS actually against ones nature to be interested in and therefore, is one in 2308239283 men to think "wait. yeah, thats not hot."
I'm hot, then I'm cold. Come on June/July, lets do dis shit.
I tried to do it all for you, it didn't do anything for me.
I don't want to go back to school because I already want to change majors before I even declare.
Fuggin, I'm finding saltinessss
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Saturday, June 27th, 2009
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Today was a good day.
I've waited to make the dirt one for literally years so I hope someone likes it.
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Wednesday, June 10th, 2009
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I really like the song "It's been a while.
I've been "writing" this for hours waiting for kyle to deliver my pasta bowl.
HGTV at 1am is much better than 1pm.
I miss backyard band parties.
My laptop is back but not for good. This makes me sad.
I could never cut ties with all the jealous zombies.
I REALLY want to be sailor moon for Halloween.
I don't think I spelled that right.
WHY AM I SO TIRED.
pastabowl.
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So I guess when it comes down to it, when I have no safety net, I'm the same as I've always been.
Sartre would be flipping shit at me right now.
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I'm not sure how to handle all of this.
And I miss having that secret place to hide.
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Tuesday, April 21st, 2009
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( like.. crazy crazy whoa. )
I have too many thoughts in my head to do Calculus.
I hope this clears my head.
I'm done with makeup. It doesn't hide anything.
It's a lot harder to dance in the rain here than I thought it would be.
I'm not sure how I feel about the new Taking Back Sunday, they still have the lyrics at least.
If I didn't have summer so close in view, I wouldn't make it through the next two weeks, and that's the truth.
I'm fully aware of what I'm getting myself into and I hope I don't try to make up excuses when I screw myself over. I ask for it.
What they say about growing old is completely true.
Being a math teacher is going to be the hardest thing I've ever done and I can't help but think constantly, is this going to be worth it?
I miss praying.
Febreeze does not eliminate odors, that's rubbish.
I can't wait to dance around inside of cars and head bang in the rain.
No one is to know about this. It's times like these where silence means everything.
I know how it all works.
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Thursday, April 16th, 2009
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This whole high school drama?
End it.
We're too old for this bull shit.
I'm glad I left.
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