Ugh. I just want to pillow scream rn. But I have roommates and that would be rude.
ugh, french hw. boner kill of the weekend.
forever lost ipod with almost 7000 songs on it that aren’t in anyway backed up because of a total computer crash last year.
I also lost my copy of Jane Eyre.
solution: taking a self-pity drive to barnes and noble to get a new copy and mope around. le sigh.
people that whine about rain storms (when it’s a school night)
like what are you even doing right now? chilling in sweatpants doing hw you procrastinated with? shut up.
last summer there was this guy that i actually really liked (or thought i liked) and we hung out for a bit. let me tell you, i’m never going to get married because i’m just too much of a free soul. i can’t have people being pushy and gushy about relationship stuff.. just not who i am. anyways, on our first date we walked back to his place and he was like (no joke)
"so when are we going to make it facebook official?"
if that didn’t set off any red flags, i don’t know what could’ve. all of a sudden i put off hanging out, it was the most uncomfortable thing ever. now he sporadically texts me and all that jazz. and i’m all
"you have a gf, what could we possibly talk about?"
UGH, guys that you like.. but end up not liking.
i live with irrelevant fuckwads.
Tumblr, get your shit together.
I’m already taking the real SATs next week, but my dad is making me take a practice one today.
IT’S 7 IN THE MORNING.
I need to actually work. kbye tumblr.
- reading log
- math homework
- makeup math homework
- … more makeup math homework (wow i suck at turning things in)
I’m going into the city (NYC) for college visiting and when I get there I have to stay inside and write a mo’fo’ essay. Is this real life? I can’t go out and enjoy myself because I have to write an essay? So ready for the freedoms of college. holla.