the only thing keeping me alive right now is that in 15 days i will be in my bathtub enjoying a bubble bath with a nick hornby novel in hand.
i hate it when i try to hold in a sneeze and instead it just comes out reeaalllyyy weird.
this country hates me.
i seriously thought about packing up my stuff and moving back to california yesterday. why is it so hard to get stuff done here?
No one is realer than your parents. They praise you behind your back and talk shit to your face.