I’ve been up for an hour and a half just thinking about life, and let me tell you something. I hate mine. I just want to sleep but my mind is so awake that I can’t. I need to be awake in 15 minutes anyway. Bleh. Good think I have a 12 hour school day ahead of me for something I don’t really want to do. Good thing I only got about 4 hours of sleep last night.
I hate it when you are having a bad day and everyone takes it personally, like no i hate myself, not you. get the fuck over yourself.
wow i’m actually so glad this post has been made
SOMEONE COME HELP ME MOVE MY FURNITURE.
Ahhh drunk people calling me at 2:30 in the morning. I love it.
I made my classmate believe I want to screw around with our instructor. I’m having the time of my life creeping him out. I need a hobby.
My thumb is healing pretty damn well. I think I’ll always be missing a piece, but it could have been a lot worse.
I see you creepin, Stephen.
One year. Today. I’ve been together with my boyfriend. For a whole year. What.
Alright! The layer of cake is baked, the meringue is drying in the oven. All I have left tomorrow to make is caramel sauce and chocolate mousse. Easy enough.
I really need to start making this fucking cake but my dad won’t fucking go to sleep which means I can’t use my mixer and UGH. He was supposed to be gone this weekend, and it would have been so much easier if he had been. People are paying me money for this cake. I need to get shit rolling.
I got English waived. After this semester, all I have to take is an econ class and field experience and I can graduate! Shit ya’ll.
I need to go to bed. I have to be up in 5 hours for work. GOD DAMN.