So naturally I want my mommy. I'm not even that sick I suppose, just that whiney achey, I feel crappy kind of sick that you can't quite pinpoint a symptom. It doesn't help that it is -4745294.3 degrees outside, which is to say, only like 18 degrees. But here in Washington State we are calling it several things, such as Snowmagedon, Snowpocolypse, etc. And Of Course. My college is the only one to stay open once the governor has declared A FREAKING STATE OF EMERGENCY.
To be honest, I think that that is being a little dramatic, there's only like a foot of snow on the ground, but still, i just don't want to go to class when its FREAKING COLD. And I am sick. And pathetic. And I want my Mommy.
Off to do homework and pray that my teacher cannot make it to class.
R.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
Screw Mybrains.
Which is to say, that Migraines suck ass. I am typing this up right before leaving for class and being v. v. productive today if i do say so myself. I cleaned up my room, (ALMOST all the way), did some dishes, showered, (trust me this is impressive.) Did my homework, etc.
Except that right before I have to go to Fiction seminar, (ENG 451), my brains starts POUNDING.
I pop some excedrin. Nothing.
I take some sudafed. Nothing.
Fuck, this sucker is here to stay.
I am seriously considering skipping my second class.
She's a dumb teacher anyways.
Going to Nap now.
R.
Except that right before I have to go to Fiction seminar, (ENG 451), my brains starts POUNDING.
I pop some excedrin. Nothing.
I take some sudafed. Nothing.
Fuck, this sucker is here to stay.
I am seriously considering skipping my second class.
She's a dumb teacher anyways.
Going to Nap now.
R.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Shit Ronni Says
"You are going to go home and cry tonight."
"Does this face look like I know what you are talking about?"
I have a terrible habit of saying things before thinking them through. Such as telling my friend she is going to go home and cry, or insulting someone without meaning to. I am what you would consider a bitch, I suppose. Also I do things without thinking things through. Like shake my ass around at a college party, wearing a tutu and a Unicorn costume while forgetting that you have a tail attached to your butt. Oh well, at least there was booze involved.
Later.
"Does this face look like I know what you are talking about?"
I have a terrible habit of saying things before thinking them through. Such as telling my friend she is going to go home and cry, or insulting someone without meaning to. I am what you would consider a bitch, I suppose. Also I do things without thinking things through. Like shake my ass around at a college party, wearing a tutu and a Unicorn costume while forgetting that you have a tail attached to your butt. Oh well, at least there was booze involved.
Later.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Hilly Holbrook from the movie The Help.
Hopefully this is what my life will become.
Driving a Station Wagon.
Drinking Straight from a Bottle of Booze.
And Smoking a Cigarette.
The Definition of Classy.
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