February 2011
So now you've unfriended my sister?
Really now? Really? I’m so sorry but this is so immature. I tried to mend things between us, I tried to talk to you, contact you and everything and you clearly want nothing to do with me so you can go fuck yourself. you wanted this to end? it’s over. We could have sorted this out…but no, and you just wanted to point out that really the only reason why I couldn’t stand you...
January 2011
You're so immature.
So fucking immature.
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Fire alarm
Last night it was at 3:00 am and we’d just put my friend who had food poisoning to bed and had been puking since midnight, closed the light and we were just about the go to bed before the fire alarm went off and we all stomped out to McConnell, the nearest res, at about -16.
It’s 2:03 and the fire alarm went off about an hour ago. It was 1:00 and I was in my friend’s room and...
Need to take a metro
To my cousin’s house now and have dinner there with REAL food.
This post is completely pointless but yeah, I felt like writing something completely pointless….
Trying to write a resume to get a job here
But failing miserably. The only thing I’ve done it tutour stupid spanish kids english, pick up fruits and do some random wine stuff. Great stuff to put on you cv.
Fuck.
Today
I went on adventure. By myself and now i’m exhausted.
summerbirds asked: hey young woman, drink up the moon, quench your thirst with trips through starry skies. smile the cheshire cat's smile and forget the world for a while.
unhappy
maybemoscow started following you
prisonchains:
i love you caroline! followed back <3
I <3 YOU TOO.
Today was a strange day. A really strange day.
I swear, my fridge breathes.
it’s like Requiem for a Dream or something, minus the diet pills.
“Me: Crap I have a 40% paper due in on the 14th of February for Romantic Lit....”
– Such a bad pun.
“You’re still my friend
It’s impossible to hate you.”
You're weird.
And I’m finding it hard to understand you. And yet, i know you so well.
So I have to write a paper on my own identity for this class. This class is incredibly abstract as we talk about differences and philosophers and how they deal with these differences and literary theory and post structuralism. Honestly, I don’t quite know how to describe the course except for the fact it’s incredibly strange. Anyway, I don’t quite know what I’m doing but...
fact: coronita beer smells like pot.
I’ve just realised how much I have due in and how much reading I have. Oh fuck. I should really stop going out every night. My debit card is bleeding.
“If I could sleep forever, it would be of her I’d dream, If I could sleep...”
– Sleep- The Dandy Warhols.
Sleeepppp
Went to a hookah bar tonight and got pizza.
fun times.
