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Okay, first things first - 11 days until I am officially legal to get FUCKED UP. And yes, from here on out there shall be daily reminders. Because I? Cannot wait to get FUCKED UP DRUNK.
Next order of business - I have about 30 days to find me an appartment. And since the people I was going through to get said apartment won't fucking call me back, there shall be much death and mayhem. And, you know, yelling. But more importantly, there will be me freaking out until finally I land myself a place. Just so you know. This is also related to number the first thing (see above).
To clarify my last post - I have decided that whatever fucked up asshole invented this whole academia thing deserves to be eternally forced to continuously be just out of reach of the stereo remote while listening to Hillary Duff on repeat. I hate school. I hate psychology. I hate students and I hate that I have to do this. Yes, I am whining. Got a problem with it? Do ya? *ahem* Please see the first thing.
And now to the reason you're all here - because RL is fucking with me big time, I'm afraid I've got to put off the final chapter of Sunlight until next week. There's just no possible way that I can handle finishing that and still be even remotely in charge of my faculties. I'm sorry and I understand if you hate me forever. Ta.
And now to drown my sorrows in acne creme and The Nanny. Mmm...pj pants, finishing Great Gatsby and going to bed. Now that's the stuff. Now where's my damn sleeping pills?
Next order of business - I have about 30 days to find me an appartment. And since the people I was going through to get said apartment won't fucking call me back, there shall be much death and mayhem. And, you know, yelling. But more importantly, there will be me freaking out until finally I land myself a place. Just so you know. This is also related to number the first thing (see above).
To clarify my last post - I have decided that whatever fucked up asshole invented this whole academia thing deserves to be eternally forced to continuously be just out of reach of the stereo remote while listening to Hillary Duff on repeat. I hate school. I hate psychology. I hate students and I hate that I have to do this. Yes, I am whining. Got a problem with it? Do ya? *ahem* Please see the first thing.
And now to the reason you're all here - because RL is fucking with me big time, I'm afraid I've got to put off the final chapter of Sunlight until next week. There's just no possible way that I can handle finishing that and still be even remotely in charge of my faculties. I'm sorry and I understand if you hate me forever. Ta.
And now to drown my sorrows in acne creme and The Nanny. Mmm...pj pants, finishing Great Gatsby and going to bed. Now that's the stuff. Now where's my damn sleeping pills?
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Oh, BTW, I haven't seen you to give you an invite flyer, but you are invited to my drunken debauchery. May 10, 9ish, at Roscoe's.
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feel better and everything will work out
(dont believe me if you dont want to, but i know these things)
and of course no worries about sunlight
anticipation, you know :P
im sure everyone just wants you to feel better above anything else
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