Get. Out.

If I can hear you while you eat, I'm judging you. AND IF YOU PRESS THE SPACEBAR ONE MORE TIME I WILL STRANGLE YOU.

I hate having a roommate. Please let May get here soon. PLEASE GOD LET MAY GET HERE SOON.

Casualprofanity.com

Amaaaaaaaaaaaaazing.

I'm beginning to think that Thanksgiving break is a myth and that the promise of real food is going to be replaced with, yet another, group paper.

It's time to leave this place. I've moved on. I'll be here until May (physically) but I am finally over undergrad. Let's go.

Ben Folds' "Still Fighting It" still brings tears to my eyes.

Where did September go?

23 still living in a dorm room. It's getting to me.

I used to hate this saying until last night. When it made absolute sense.

Fool me once, shame on you
Fool me twice, shame on me.

Except my version:

Fool me once, shame on you.
Fool me twice, fuck you.




And just that little bit helps.

I DO NOT WANT TO TURN 23 IN 29 DAYS. I DO NOT.

I DO NOT.

I DO NOT.