April 2011
72 posts
Life chats.
Jenna: just keep doing what youre doing and just have fun
Me: i plan on it.
Jenna: good. proud of you
Meaghan: haha thanks just took me all yr. nbd.
Jenna Lamb: hahaha hey... these things are more easily said than done.... sometimes you just have to finally hit that point where you cant do it anymore. and it seems like you hit that.
Hey lonely lady with the big brown eyes.
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Term III in a nutshell.
Me: this term is literally going to consist of me not giving a fuck about anything or anyone. just me. you. our room. drunk.
Elyse: oh my god you literally stole my words. im gonna dress like a girl and drink like a grown man
I just had a crazy dream...
I was given a take-home test to do, but got drunk and went to a concert instead. Afterwards, this one girl was trying to talk to me and I thought she was stealing my wallet so I bashed her head into a wall. I went back to my apartment to do my test but I got attacked by deadly mutant spiders. I ran down the fire escape ladder and went back to the concert. Unfortunately, when I went down the...
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Facebook.
*Disclaimer: Most people might object to this solely on the fact that they think I’m always on Facebook. But I’m really not on as much as you may think. Yes, it’s usually open on my browser, but it does not mean I’m actually on it. When I am on it, I am spending most of my time on Facebook chat or posting stupid links and pictures to my friends’ walls. Other than...
The Zen of Drinking Alone →
zoee:
This article makes me feel better about myself.
“Drinking alone, on the other hand, is a much more pure and forthright form of imbibing, and I say that because it focuses entirely on the simple act of putting alcohol into your bloodstream. It tosses aside all the half-hearted pretensions about merely using alcohol as a social tool. It gets down to what drinking is all about: getting...
Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face...
The kind you’d find on someone that could save If they don’t put me away It’ll be a miracle Do you believe you’re missing out? That everything good is happening somewhere else But with nobody in your bed The night is hard to get through And I will die all alone And when I arrive I won’t know anyone Well, Jesus Christ, I’m alone again So what did you do those three days you were...
WHITEOUT! →
After 48 hours...
one OB paper, 12 straight hours of studying for PPE, 2 hours of studying for management, and my last MDS paper ever….. this kid’s ready to be in a coma for days.
My morning....
I still haven’t slept… but I’m not really even that tired. I’m past the point now. I didn’t get dunks, but went to the lib and studied. Knew the study guide top to bottom, got to the test, mind exploded. MDS tests are fucking brutal. I never can decide what she’s asking for and then get nervous and fuck it all up. So I kind of gave up on some of the questions...
Kristin was right....
I was sleepy while studying earlier… but I came back to my room at like 4:30 and figured I’d study a little more ‘til 5. I ended up dicking around on FB ‘til 5, then studying for like 20 minutes. Now I’m laying in bed, trying to sleep, but all I can do is read the study guide off in my head. My final is at 9 and we’re supposed to go to Dunks and study at 8....
I should be studying...
but I don’t careeeeeeeee!
I JUST WANT
a lot of things… BUT right now i just really want a half sleeve. preferably a sleeve but i know that would be a bad idea. FRICK. i just want so many tattoos. >_<
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DEARRRRR STEPHANIE (Part deux)
You went home this weekend. I’m glad you had a gr& time, but I would appreci8 it if you came back home. I’m trying to do this OB paper but it’s too hard when my tummy is full of corn fritters. And probably alcohol, too. Sooo yea… <3
ps. you blogged a lot of cool shit yesterday. *thumbs up*
