You have until December. Then, I leave.

Basically: IF YOU WANT IT YOU SHOULD PUT A RING (aka the moves) ON IT. The sooner the better.

AND I STILL CAN'T GET TO SLEEP.

How many days in a row must I stay awake until 4am for no apparent reason? Please, deities, answer me this; WHY.


I know coke heads with much better sleep schedules than me. I find this to be extremely problematic.

So it's currently 3:40 am. I have a macroeconomics final exam in twelve hours or so. My study guide is half written. Rather than studying for it further I'm sitting here, on this bullshit of a website, kinda trashed, and just wondering what the hell I'm doing.

I'm frustrated by this situation. If I had half a brain I'd delete this crap and my facebook and all that other shit. Its worthless.


Today I developed an obsession. I want to get hip piercings. This will I can still be a disgusting hipster even though I look completely normal. Sweet! Do I even qualify as a hipster? I think if one uses the word hipster, or questions ones own hipster-ness, then one cannot be a hipster.



"...An interdisciplinary major composed of Musical Theatre...and Art! Also, a minor in dance!"

"So you're majoring in faggotry?"

He's gone, Arthur is gone, and this is pleasing to me but at the same time I wish I could have him back in small doses for the entertainment value he produces.


ALL OF MY FOOD IS GONE!!! It's gone. I don't know where it went. But I'm fucking hungry and I don't want to eat a banana goddamnit. I just had two. I could always have some Ensure. I got it earlier this week when I wasn't so big on solid food. There's plently of beer here though, I'mma hit that shit.

Why is no one else nocturnal/an insomniac? And why is everyone so opposed to pulling all-nighters? I fucking love this shit.

I resolve to make the most of this year.
I resolve to treat myself and other people right.
I resolve to study harder.
I resolve to forgive.
I resolve to cuddle more.
I resolve to save the world, still.