Last night I dreamed that I was back in high school again, but I ended up in class with no clothes and only my bedsheet to cover myself up, so to avoid feeling awkward I kept my headphones on and listened to music, but the teacher called on me and I didn't hear the question, so he was angry and disappointed in me, except the teacher was Robert Downey Jr. and so it was a really big deal that he didn't like me, and then I think people started getting murdered?
This is like all of the stereotypical nightmares rolled up into one. Only things missing are falling from great heights and needing to run but being unable to.
...I'm sorry, Robert Downey Jr.! Forgive meeeeee
When I left, I had swept the whole house, and Miranda had made the kitchen absolutely spotless.
Apparently when the inspection happened, there was stuff strewn everywhere, the fridges were still full of food, the electrical devices were still plugged in, and worst, the kitchen had been trashed yet again. There was stuff all over the burners, the floor, everywhere.
So thanks to the lack-of-help from three of our house members in particular, that's at least fifty bucks down the drain. For their fuckups.
I am just.
Why do I live with people like this. This has been a problem all quarter and they kept saying it would get fixed by the time everyone left but obviously that is not true.
I am so considering moving out.
do you know what this means
(it means i have to clean my room and pack but it also means)
I GET TO GO HOME TODAY
IN MAYBE LIKE FIVE HOURS I COULD BE AT HOME
and yeah there will be people i miss here at school, such as my boyfriend and some of the people in my house, but overall THIS QUARTER NEEDED TO GTFO LIKE FIVE WEEKS AGO as did some of the people I live with...
In other news, FUCK FINALS I AM SO READY TO BE DONE WITH THIS HORSESHIIIIIIIIT
i just want to go home for thanksgiving, sob
but first I have to finish writing a lab report and an annotated bibliography and study for two tests TT^TT
WHEN DID I DIE
IS THIS HEAVEN
She's absolutely gorgeous. I'm kind of really jealous. She isn't exactly what I picture when I think of "what I'd want to look like" (she's blonde and I'm brunette, stuff like that), but I would love to be that beautiful.
It isn't really a big deal. I'm not upset about how I look or anything, at least not right now. But... wow. What if I were beautiful?
I don't ever use the word cunt. I think it's misogynistic and sexist and just plain ugly. I swear all the time, but I never say cunt.
But Zachary Clark,
You stupid goddamn motherfucker. You absolute piece of shit. what the fuck are you playing at, thinking your sex life is so much more goddamn important than your fucking RESPONSIBILITIES? The people in our house have requirements to fulfill in order to continue living here. You are supposed to be our liason. The person who tells us what we are supposed to be doing. And yet you tell us JACK FUCKING SHIT.
GO TO HELL, YOU STUPID CUNT. And I don't really feel bad about calling you a cunt, because guess what? YOU were the one who drove me to furious tears last year telling me that it's not sexist. You absolute motherfucking rat bastard. I hope someone slams your dick in a car door someday. It would be no more than you fucking deserve. You almost destroyed my life once. STOP FUCKING TRYING FOR A REPEAT.
And then someone threw a rock through our front door window, and I called you since you weren't home and you needed to know, and you told me that if anyone needed you for anything, you'd come right back. And I can't be angry at you right now because I'm too freaked. Priorities change fast, I guess.
He's called me "boo" online for a while now, much longer than we've dated (it's been a week. weird), but today he called me "hun." I am so okay with that. :3
less obnoxious cutesy things:
it's funny that my bedroom at home is always too cold and i need the heat up; but here, the heat comes on and makes my room deathly warm, so i have to leave my windows open all night and make it cold again because i'd rather be freezing than dying of heat.
I dunno, I feel like a few weeks ago, this would have been the absolute perfect thing for me to pour all my emotions and teen angst into, but currently I'm not feeling too much of those. I think I've sort of broken the dam, so to speak, and all the stuff I've been feeling has finally ebbed away for the most part. But the song is still pretty fitting, and I'm really excited about doing it.
2. i go back to school on saturday morning... haven't really packed yet. Fuck.
3. caught up on Doctor Who. SPOILERS: EVERYONE IS THE FLESH EVEN ME OMG HOW DRAMATIC
4. my dog bit me right
and now I'm just hoping I don't get some ridiculous scar or something. Although if I do it'll be kind of great, my pirate name can be Scarboob the Spastic or something.
I will turn this into something good, and someday it will not hurt anymore. I promise that someday we really can be just friends.