March 2012
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February 2012
29 posts
richy-w:
jenniferskanks:
I feel as though my insides could spew out of my body at any given moment.
Idk if this was supposed to be humorous but I enjoyed it regardless.
Take it however you will!
I am so over everything right now.
My dad called and said my grandma is about to die, but I’m terrified to go see her. And if she dies, I’m afraid I’ll miss school or even work. I’m super stressed. I’m breaking out in hiiiiives. Ugh!
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I feel as though my insides could spew out of my body at any given moment.
Dear diary
richy-w:
Mood: apathetic.
-that’s all I thought when I read your reply Jennifer lol
Yes!
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Is it spring break yet?
Yes.
I’m glad I like my job, it makes the pain of working Friday through Monday not so bad.
Today
someone asked me what I wanted to do as far as schooling goes. I said chemical engineering, and ideally yes, but apparently SIUE doesn’t do that. Stupid, what kind of school doesn’t have chemical engineering?
Anyway, I did some scoping out. They have a major for biochemistry. Not engineering, but hey, this may fit me better.
I may double major in math? If not I WILL have a math...
doctorwatson-:
america is currently so transfixed with the grammy awards that nobody notices as nicolas cage steals the declaration of independence
i feel like tomorrows going to disappear in a blur
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SO FAR WHAT I'VE LEARNED IN DIFFERENTIAL EQUATIONS...
math is magic.
MATH MAGIC.
I forget everything clever I was going to name...
Last night was the last ITR show ever. The closing of this venue feels so different from all of the others. It’s the last of the all ages venues. It was the last one. I started going to shows about 5 years ago, it’s what has made me who I am today. Shows introduced me to almost all of my friends. ITR was a big part of that, I was there. From the opening, to the closing, to the...
I think all my stress
is coming out in random bursts of tears.
I wish it would stop. Cute pictures of animals = cry. Letters from Torri = cry. ITR closing = cry. Realizing it’s not summertime = cry.
Oh poo.
January 2012
21 posts
I always read all these retail robins and I know I’ve expirienced a good bunch of them, but I’ve never felt as mad as the people who post them. I just think, “Big deal, I get over it.”
Last semester at SWIC.
First week, DONE.
So far, my classes are pretty great. Tutoring is pretty great.
I start off everyday with some Chemistry. Learnin’, expirimentin’. My assigned lab partner is pretty cool. We both has the “Let’s split the work and GET OUT OF HERE” mentality, and I’m pretty okay with that. Everything right now, and probably for a while, I already know. This is...
There's really only one way to deal with this SOPA...
totesemily:
We steal the Declaration of Independence.
I feel like Jennifer will like this.
Before I read all the way down to what you said, Emily, I had decided I liked it.
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angst4lyfe
My dad just called me.
I asked him if he had been going to work, and he said he took a few weeks off to detox. He said he hasn’t taken any pills for three weeks. I really hope he was telling the truth. He sounded pretty good, especially for 830 at night. I miss my dad so much and I hope to God, should there be a God, that he gets better and stays better. He’s one of the main reasons...
this is turning into an angst blog. #lifesux
Man, thing after thing.
All I wanna do is be happy, and happy starts and then it doesn’t. Living situations, friends, spring break, school.
Something always cancels out something else. Constant state of indifference.
Facebook boys: You should come over. We could have some fun, if you know what I mean. ;)
Tumblr boys: You should come over. We can cuddle, and watch your favourite movie, and hold hands, and I'll cook for you, and we can live happily ever after.
Boys I know: Ur ugly
This last episode of Buffy is making me cry so hard.
Dead beat dads.
I love my dad. Or rather, I love the person who my dad used to be, but now he’s like all the loser dads I could never imagine my dad to be. I can’t depend on him for anything. He used to be my go to parent. Being an auto mechanic, I could depend on my dad to fix my car whenever it started making noises, or if it needed an oil change. These days he doesn’t got to work, he...
Misunderstanding
I honestly don’t get how people function. How can some people take everything so seriously? And how can some people not give a shit? How can some people be blessed with a talent for singing, and others can get straight A’s? How is it that people are so different from other people? How can some people be so hateful, while others have hearts of gold. I like to think of myself as a...