I'm having a really hard day. Can you have a personality disorder flareup? That makes it sound like psoriasis or something. There should be infomercials for easy, inexpensive treatment. Borderline? Narcissistic? Do you keep unintentionally overreacting at the tiniest of hiccups? Feeling unpredictable? Are you afraid of hurting the people you dearly care for? This cream may be the answer!
I'll keep praying. Until then, either give me a wide berth or take everything I say with a grain of salt. I'm lashing out right now. I can't decide whether to turn my unhealthy impulses inward or outward, but, uh. Let's just all assume that it's going to be a rough couple of days. I'd like a hug now, please.
Is anyone going to the Take Action Tour next month? I'll be there with Teren. I'm a little meh about the lineup, but I have this unnatural addiction to CIWWAF and I'm dying to go to a show. Any show. Drop me a line if I can expect to be standing in GA with you.
On that note, it is time for the obligatory nuclear meltdown: OMGWTFBBQ BLINK IS BACK HAVE YOU HEARD?? Yeah, I fell off my bed when I got the news. Tried to get up too quickly and got tangled in the sheet. Clearly, their money finally ran out and it became necessary to kiss and make up. I don't really give a shit, I want this mythical new album.
And.. that's my life. Mental dysfunction and power pop. How are YOU?
I've been thinking about Greg a lot lately. If I throw my elbow over my eyes and concentrate, I can hear the first few notes of We Looked Like Giants hanging in the air around us. I can feel the stiff leather of his car's interior beneath my fingertips and the last dying rays of September sunlight burn into my eyelids. I can hear his voice and see his hands. The smell of tobacco and gin comes back so strongly my head swims. If I focus, my heart skips and I become young and unsure. I've been thinking about it a lot. I'm not sure why.
I'm never gonna get through all this bleedin' homework. Shoot me.
I'm sitting in Teren's room, okay? She listens to a lot of country. Don't judge me.
Why is my sidebar ad recommending I help fellow Jews in need? Wtf is this?
I'm home. I'm bloody well exhausted, but I'm home. (Never again.) I've never been so happy to see Ogden in my life. Oh my god my arms are killing me. What the hell was in that hay? We totally rode around on a 100+ year old wooden sled drawn by two of Satan's steeds. I shit you not, livejournal. Nate fell off, and that was unfortunate. I thought we were going to die. ('-')b Their farm hand, Emilio, spoke about as much English as I do Spanish, but I understood "FUCK!" pretty well. He was amazing.
Tomorrow is the Inauguration! I'm blowing off half my classes to watch and celebrate. It's fucking worth it.
HEY GUYS. Guess where I'm spending the weekend? That's right, bumfuck nowhere, Colorado! Teren's mom invited us out since they desperately need help on the ranch. I will be feeding cows. Lots of them. Yes, there will be pictures of my general ineptitude.
I'm really looking forward to it, but I dunno how much internet we'll find. It's kind of in the wilds of the Rockies, er. Apparently bears wander into her yard all the time? ..yeah. Bears. Like. Real bears.
I might get eaten by a BEAR this weekend.
I need more HAPPY!! icons. Help me out here, guys. I really am obnoxiously happy right now - I think it's starting to get on everyone's nerves. Could life be any better? Trick question; perfection is constant and therefore could be nothing more or less than perfection. I can't for the life of me figure out why people get so down living like this. The past eight days alone have more than made up for every single miserable night of my life. No, not the boy - the friends and food and the fact that I'm always fucking laughing. I got fourteen hugs today. Fourteen. (Tho the boy is nice, too.)
Things are gonna be okay. :] OKAY, GOODNIGHT WORLD. I LOVE YOU. WHY ISN'T IT FRIDAY YET? DD:
Uh, okay. So, Nate managed to break my internet while attempting to hook my laptop up to his XBOX. I'm gonna run it up to Lampros today and they should be able to fix it, but if I'm not around. Well. That would be why.
Week two, go go go! School is great so far. I love (the majority of) my classes, and you guys should really meet my English proof. She's a hoot. With a capital H. Ha. Good luck to everyone going back this week and next! :D
Yes, the last entry was a bloody joke. My god, you folks are serious as a stroke. D: My actual New Year's resolutions are to eat less meat and more vegetables (one serving of celery before bed every night,) try to live green and get to bed by no later than twelve on class nights. Not nearly as interesting, I know.
I'll be in transit all day tomorrow, but I should be home by midnight. Yes, class is nine AM Monday morning. My WSU homies should probably try not to talk to me until I've gotten a proper nap. I've had a great vacation and an awesome day - we went to the aquarium! I may upload pictures later. I think there's one of me with my entire face in an enormous Phonecian pot. But even so, for the first time in history, I'll actually be glad to get home. I need a change of clothes for one thing, and I've become very fond of Ogden for another. I miss my bed. I miss my friends. (I MISS MY _SHOWER STALL_.) I actually miss my life and I actually want to go back. It's a surprisingly nice feeling.
So I'll see you all later. :] PR and I are gonna spend the night watching High School Musical. Go Wildcats!