I woke up from my nap craving chicken ramen. But to my dismay I could find no clean dish suitable for ramen so I wandered the two doors down to Kate's. She was also fresh out of cutlery. She was curled up under her comforters, listening to classical music. Once again, we are reminded of how awesome Kate Glaudell is. She asks if I'm going to bed now. I laugh because I was still sleep-drunk from waking up. Ah, college. I end up preparing the ramen in two batches in a mug.

In other news, I am drinking tea again. It's pretentious sounding as hell but it's so delicious. I also took two hours to pamper myself this afternoon. Gateway class was canceled again, due to our paper for Thursday (which incidentally is going to bite me really hard in the ass) but did some crunches and I shaved and broke out the loofa and conditioned and moisturized and then applied makeup and decided even to blow dry in the middle of it. I even wore real-people clothes. I know. I know. I was a goddess.

FMR

I crave a fling right now. A nice, casual, rebound fling.

Looking around the room today, it struck me that I love where I am. I adore my room. It's one giant wonderful fire hazard because we have three lights on every surface and it's all aglow nights, and there's constantly sun the rest of the time. I love it. And when I was just looking around at all the sun and lights and happiness and clutter and Alli's newly installed post-it mural on her closet and our garish day care flooring and I realized that I have all the symptoms of happiness. Additonally, music sounds SO much better when there's sun around.

Also, observation: falling asleep, that brink, is kind of like being high.

or.

yoo-taw.

call me after next sunday.


in other news, summer has been delicious. and very good to me.

I was laying on the couch watching Charlie Rose when Goldie came by and I pulled her onto the couch next to me and the next thing I know, I'm waking up and she's running in her sleep.

 When this month ends, I will be free.

Seriously, it feels like I'm carrying a small nation around on my shoulders. And it's nothing really big, really. Dumb stuff like when am I going to cash my check so I can pay my parents back and goddamn I owe the library something like fifteen dollars and I still have a book out that was due on the ninth or something ridiculous on top of that and how am I going to pay for prom and a dress and when will he find his spring crush oh god I can't bear it when it's good even because it never lasts I know I'm better off that he refuses to attend a high school prom anyways oh my god math quiz tomorrow I hope I don't flunk this one though I still don't know what the fuck is going on wait not tomorrow, today, why am I still awake, fucking Franz Kafka I've never hated English class so much twenty pages is she out of her mind I'm pretty sure I've lost mine Ashley says there is no point in sleeping at this point anyway tomorrow I will be a bitch extraordinaire Tbirds birds birds four am good morning achieve oh shit so vulgar I'm so fed up with all the dumb drama he said/she said it's just so GOD where am I going to go to college where am I going to get the money fuck my parents it's mutual

and like I said, it's all so incredibly dumb, it's not even worth the effort of

last summer.