I'm hungry, but too lazy to do the dishes, so I won't eat.

True Life:

I facebook stalk my ex-boyfriend's current girlfriends to improve my self-esteem
I am an insomniac and cannot blame it on my roommate because I DON'T HAVE ONE
I'm really frickin' confused as to whether or not I'm going to bomb this Ochem exam, and would appreciate knowing my skill level in this class so I can just start the bitching now.
I am really fucking messy.
I am more worried over the state of one of my cacti than most other things in my life.
I am not sure in my spanish composition is even legible but none of it was translated.

True Life:
Its 3 am and I have to wake up in 4 hours, and none of this shit really matters


Bleh. At least my spankin new Ikea curtains and rug make it look less like a hobo lives in my room now.

I fixed it!

I need to not be online.
And not use facebook status updates in inappropriate settings.

Why did I even make this...?

I guess I was having some teen angst when I made this.
HAH.

Hah hah hah.

Please don't judge me for two years ago. And I don't think I can change the title of this blog.

EFF.

If you read this, let me know. I might update it. But it'll probably just be Hannah, and I'll update it for her too. So my comments on her posts won't seem so self-centered.

hmm.

i'm a camp counselor without a cabin of little girls
a girlfriend without a s/o
and 17 without any of the benefits so it seems.


hmm.
i'm kinda tired and really dopey.
maybe this will last.


oh internet.