Monday, November 29, 2004

College life...

Woot! Vacation is over and I am loving college. Yes again sarcasm.

I don't really know how people can say this is the best time of your life. I just spent the last three hours writing two papers and several hours earlier writing another one. Yeah, woah, better slow down all that action. My day just keeps getting worse, although I don't know how its possible. I woke up fine...yeah I was so happy to wake up. Anyway, I wasn't late or anything, but my poptart (which is unfrosted) broke before I got a chance to eat it. Then, my bio class is awesome and usually feels like ten minutes, but no...5 HOURS today. Then I have Sacred Scriptures which is just a horribly boring class. But we got out early today, which is ok, but we have a quiz on wednesday. YES!!!
Then from noon to 1, I worked on one of my essays. Lunch: ok, well its lunch in the Gannon cafeteria. AKA shit food. So, that was a pleasant experience, and then, I didn't have any mail.
2 - 2:40: essay more
3-4:20: history of the west and world...the worst class ever. I hate it soo much and its the only class that I'm doing not well in. Well, my pop exploded all over me and my coat.
After that I went to a computer lab where I tried to print out my essay, but that didn't work becuase apparently my floppy disk didn't exist. So I went to the library and printed it. Then I went to dinner, because I had a meeting. WOOT! more shit food. Then I went to my meeting where everyone was late except me...and then I was nominated to do the paper...there we go essay number two of the day. I finally just settled for making hte font size 14 so it would fill more pages...and oh well if we get in trouble. FUCK IT!!!
Then I wrote my third essay. Since my group members are fucking lame, I missed Gilmore Girls and it was a good one because I caught the last ten minutes...i better get to watch it tomorrow at 11 am or someone will die.
Then I had a mandatory floor meeting at 9.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

WTF is wrong with me???

OK so my break starts in like 7 days...fuck yes!!!! I can not wait to get out of this horribly boring place. I wanted to post my plan of attack on here so I don't forget anything. :) :) :)

Tuesday: I'm rollin outta herre around 11:30 am and i'll proceed to BiLo where I will pick up about six boxes of condoms...Three will be the colored and ribbed ones to be used as decorations (like balloons) and two will be flavored for obvious reasons. I like chewing on them because unlike gum they don't lose flavor. The sixth and final box is for me and Biz...we gonna be gettin it on several times. He is hung like a fucking horse...unfortunately its a sea horse. Ok so after i get home from BiLo, I plan on sitting in the closet for a few hours and watching the blood run down my arms since I slit my wrists all the time. When that's dry, I'll wash it with a quick swipe of a bleach soaked washcloth and put on my dancing shoes. I'll head out to the club around 11 pm where i'll hook up with Kimja and Biz and we'll dance til 3 am. Then I will go home and sleep.

Wednesday: After rolling out of bed at noon or later...Biz will probably be passed out on my futon and I'll go make love to him. Hopefully, I will not vomit like last time...that took a few washings to clean it out. His poor Docker's were almost ruined. Anyway we'll run down to the McDonald's on the corner and pick up some egg mcmuffins. When we get back to my room, we'll probably make love again and then it'll be lunch time. I think we'll have some white russians and chicken fingers with ranch dressing. Then its time for a nap and around 6 we'll have dinner. This will be vodka shooters and calcium tablets. The orange ones are good. Then I will throw on my boxers and tank top and Biz and I will curl up on the futon and watch "You Got Served." We do love those classics.

Thursday: I'm going to take a break from my anorexia nervosa so I can enjoy my Thanksgiving dinner. Then Biz and I will have sex once again. Then we'll watch "8 Mile" (another classic) I think I'll take a break from the cutting too. Its a day to give thanks for everything, not slit wrists and avoid food.

Friday: WOOT!! Weekend! PARTY!!!!! That's all. This will end in a drunken stumble into my room and then passing out sideways with shoes onto my bed.

Saturday: see Friday

Sunday: Time to finish off the box of condoms. I'll also do the cutting three times because I have to go back to my college.