I feel successful.

I've finally been inside the rec center haha.


Today was kinda a fail.
I didn't even have history.
But I'm glad I walked there anyways ><


:D

And now comes the hard part.

Fuck you.

Fuck him.
Fuck your book.
And fuck two months in Italy.

Two months.

Fuck that cat.
Fuck the violins.
Your grandpa's nice. but still.
Fuck country roads.
Fuck emeralds.

Fuck your phone.
Fuck that photo.
Fuck the stinging in my eyes.
Fuck my tears.

But most importantly, FUCK YOU.

Whataloadofcrap.

Wow.
Are you fucking serious?

Animosity.
That's all I can feel right now.

How fucking annoying.



Suck eggs.

I'm making JELLO :)

Well, I have my second chemistry 122 exam in the morning.
Bright and early at 8am.

Why am I still up?
Good question.

Mainly I was watching Nerimon videos on youtube.
I must say, I <3 Alex Day
I mean;
He is brittish,
He likes Pokemon,
He is in a band....
.... that does songs about Doctor Who!

And he is a remarkable clever, sarcastic atheist.


I think I'm in love haha.



Oh, but why am I still up??....

Since I'm up...

This not being able to sleep thing is really grinding my gears.

Recently some on my friends were chatting in my room about what new ear piecings they wanted. And at the same time they tried to urge me to get something pieced too.

Which actually, I've been considering for a while.
But I'm not sure what.
They both thought getting my cartilage or my second holes would be good.
And since I've heard that your cartilage hurts (not just getting it but it leaves a tender ear for a month or so after....) I'm leaning towards getting a second hole.
And maybe just one.

Although I don't know how I feel about the uneveness yet.

We'll see.


Although Sara gave me a few pairs of earring she had never worn due to the piecing conversation. And to that I have to say,
1. That was wonderfully nice of her
2. I really love these little gold bow earrings. They are very me.

Thank you Sara :)



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I had a strange dream a few nights ago that has kinda sat with me the past couple days.
It had some normal, weird, random, only in dreams stuff.
Like when I ran into this kid I've seen on campus but never met/talked to and we had a conversation about Mario games in part of my dream. haha.

But the first part....
Seemed so insignificant in the dream,
.... it happened so fast.

I just got a text/email/Facebook message; something written in any case.
It was a simple enough statement.

But I think it is exactly what I've been wanting to hear.
God, how stupid.
How... ugh.

And yet, perfectly legitament.
Perfectly understandable.

...and somthing that I'm sure I'll never hear.

Not like I should.
Not out of the blue.
Not like in my dream.



I guess I didn't realize it before that dream.


But I'll never say.
I'm a big girl.
I'll be fine.
I'm always fine.


I've got Hersey's kisses :)

From the words a wise man told my friend on the phone.

I skipped History today.
I thought our reading quiz on P.T. Barnum was next Wednesday....
So, I haven't even started reading it yet.
Fail.

Harvest Moon is the shittt.
It sounds like the stupidest game when you describe it to people, but ohmygoodness it is fun haha.
Don't hate.

Speaking of video games;
I really need to refocus on school.
I'm not making it a priority.

This is bad.
I needs to get shit done.
I'm amazed at the amount of nothing I apparently do.
Because all of a sudden I have things to do at the last minute and all I can think is, "Fuck what have I been doing???"

And it's not like I don't know this.
I know this.
I completely understand.
....I'm just not doing anything about it.

And I'm not sure why.




I'm going to go play Harvest Moon.

What's insomnia?

From a seemingly small comment after a small story I got to thinking about blogging again.
And it looks like I may.

But first, I'm transfering all of my old posts from my Myspace blog to here. Because nobody uses Myspace anymore.

Plus I don't want those posts to go to waste.
But it's taking awhile to repost them with the correct time and date.


Ikea here I come.