so i'm here until saturday at noon or so. if any of you fuckers want to hang out until then.. ring me on the ol' telly. daytime is mos' def' better than night. i have plans for my nights already. wednesday: drinking with josh. thursday: drinking with matt. friday: probably chilling in fargo with josiah. or at mackenzie's. whatever. and drinking, of course. i'm an alcoholic and i don't fucking care anymore.

mackenzie has such a tendency to disappear. it's almost unnerving. shiiit.

i'm bored.

damien rice is unfuckingbelievable.

all my friends are asleep, studying, or just disappeared.

or just baked off their asses. booo... oh how i do envy them.

reading is fun. rafael campo is AMAZING. jeeeeesus.

dude. seriously. i don't even know why i bother updating this thing anymore. it's so fucking lame.

here's the real scoop! no editing!

* one of my friends currently hates me over a political debate we got in yesterday. goddamned patriots...

* another of my friends is still driving herself insane over her ex and it drives me nuts because i went through the same exact thing this last year and through the summer. i know that i can't help her and it's frustrating. i'm not holding her constant talking about him against her though. cause i understand it. all too much.

* the boy i like is just confusing me. he doesn't mean to be, but i just have no idea where things stand because one second they'll seem perfect and the next it seems he really doesn't care much for me at all.

* i. am. exhausted. for reals. in every possible way too. mentally, physically, you name it. i've never been able to nap.. seriously.. it's always been imposible. but today.. today i took a three hour nap. from noon to 3. holy. shit.

yeah. i don't know. that really is just the tip o' the iceberg. but fuck this.

have a lovely break all you crazy fucks. i'll talk to y'all later.

past. : present. : future.