The day after an all-nighter

Is the pits. You're tired. You don't want to do anything. And yet somehow even after spending countless hours catching up on work by the time you end the day after, you're behind again. Pretty much because in order to get through your day after you need to...

Play Solitaire to stay awake through 5 hours of class.

Drink Red Bull until you think you're going to pass out from heart palpitations.

Pick up the most random mix 'n' match six pack of beer.

Pass out before 1am in order to wake up for the day after the day after that you aren't prepared for because you were too busy dealing with the fact that you had to deal with the day after. (This is my day after, which is why this makes no sense. mmmm random beer that tastes so good.)

The Not Graduating Blues

It's may. Most 2007 high school graduates are enjoying the excitement of graduation, the end of classes and homework, embarking on a new stage of life.

Me? I'm addicted to Solitaire.

I play in hope that the small rush of satisfaction at winning 100 games in a row will hold off the envy of my peers who can function as normal members of society. This is probably one of the many reasons I, myself, am not graduating.

Also, I can't get my self to next The Used on iPod shuffle. It brings me back to high school. You had to really fuck shit up to not graduate the 12th grade. I should know, I tried and failed.

Oh and one more thing to add to my non graduating blues...

DREXEL UNIVERSITY

steals your soul.

K. I'm done.

Desperate for May.

 What you've got is all i have.

Something for March.

It was the least lame one i found at 7:24am. i love love love cracked out Stumbling.

Latest Addiction Addition

 

Just saying....

Most Recent Addictions

Boys who won't ever care.

Boys with drinking problems.

Over sleeping for Spanish.

Tequila.

Angry drunk texting.

Feeling sorry for myself.

Stalking people on facebook.

Not doing my homework.

Researching Hemochromatosis. 

I use 4 to 7 times a day...

To do this all day, yes please!

 

even when it rains.

Liquid Crack!!!

 

I had my first one yesterday, along with my second and third. I was up until 6:30am, woke up a half hour later and continued to drink my fourth frappe. I feel like I can fly. It's coffee flavored crack.

Why i love my French best friend..

he sends me things like this..

"If you gather 100 men in a room and ask them what a woman feels like when she falls in love, they'll all chime in and, all together, might give an accurate description. Ask them what a woman feels when she is no longer loved and the room will go silent."- Paul Rossert


Plus, he has a blog post about things I've said.

newest state of mind..

"A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left."
      - Marilyn Monroe

Current Addictions..

 

Ranch Dressing

Monster energy beverages

Yuengling

Vanilla Lattes

Driving my piece-of-shit car

Crack

Wintermint Gum

Marlboro Reds

Cooking for my roommates

...

For some of these i need a fix once a week. Most, every hour on the hour.

Stories. 3 Sentences Each.

A Memoir...
She woke up late for Spanish. She didn’t brush her hair. Sunglasses are stuck on the top of her head while she’s standing on a trolley packed like Crayola crayons.

...

This city falls asleep when I can’t. I spread out against the deep blue streets, absorbed in the eerie silence of the early morning. As the night slips into day, I want for my deep blue blanket twisted with the sheets on the floor next to my bed.

Ignorance

Shit. I should have heeded my recycled coffee cup’s warning. Now, nothing tastes right.