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Congratulations, universe. You win.

Neither Tumblr nor Skype is working. Is the universe conspiring to get me to shower and read a book? Because it might work. Or it might cause me to wander around LJ for a while finding things that are interesting. We shall see. In any case, I think at least a shower is in the forecast for today.


I think it says a lot about me that my most used tags are "finals" and "stress."


The mooooooon

It is cloudy and I want to watch the eclipse but I can't see it and all the sites are kind of crappy.

I just want to watch the eclipse.


fucking livejournal how does it work

Ugh being home is so nice. Although, I was promised soup and I was not given any. I want soup. I can haz soup?

I bought an Undesirable Number 1 shirt today. That was pretty much the highlight of my experiences at the mall. Christmas shopping may very well be the bane of my existence. Except when I also get things for myself. Because I am a materialistic, consumerist pig.








Writer's Block: Crazy in Love

What’s the craziest thing you’ve done for love?

The craziest thing I've ever done for love? Easy.

My mother has made my life a living hell ever since I left for school. Screaming phone calls to the point where the phone won't even pick up her voice because she's screaming so loudly, livid Skype conversations, the works. Because of a boy. She's blamed my not doing well in one of my classes on him and has freely admitted to me that she thinks he's not good enough for me and she wants me to break up with him.

Now, I'm at home for break and will be for another 3 weeks. And the only thing my mom and I fight about is when I get to see Robb. And these fights are worse because they have the possibility of physical violence. And there's nothing quite like my mom's face when she's that angry. Nobody is on my side and, apart from a few friends, nobody wants us to stay together. Nobody takes into consideration that I don't care about his financial situation or his family background or any of the other shit that's thrown at me as a reason I should drop his sorry ass and find a "nice Harvard boy". Nobody cares that, despite all of those things, I love him to pieces and I honestly could not care less about those things because he is mine. I chose him and he chose me and that's all there is to it. I'm not saying it's going to last forever; who can know if it's going to last forever? But I do know that, if it does, there will be very few people happy about it.

So, what's the craziest thing I've ever done for love?

Staying up until 2:15 in the morning talking to him. Staying with him, despite their rantings and ravings that I shouldn't. Despite the fact that I'm scared to death that he's going to give up because it's too hard. Despite being terrified that I'll have to choose between him and Harvard.

The craziest thing I've ever done for love:

Fall in it.


Ok, so the fact that finals week is stressful has been established, right? Right.

So why does my mother feel the need to go off on a rant 2 days before my first exam? I'm not studying enough (well, I'm not, but that's not the point). My boyfriend is a whiny, obsessive, needy, STUPID LOSER. Thanks, Mom. Just what I needed to hear right before the two hardest exams I've ever taken.

Of course, I can't tell her about the fact that I need her to chill the hell out. That would be silly. And disrespectful.

So then I took it out on my boyfriend who, because of this, thought that we were breaking up all day today. We're not. This is so frustrating. I can't believe this. And now I need to study but I sure as hell can't concentrate like this so I've been spending all my time on the Bookface playing some stupid Harry Potter game.


Hello, failure. How are you today?


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Amazing day yesterday. Random trip to NYC with my friends to see West Side Story? WIN. That show makes me cry. Every. Time. WHY, CHINO, WHY?! It made me appreciate what I have even more. Happy 6 months. :)

F school. Final in a week and I've barely started the Reading Period work. I'm going to have so much to do. And, once again, I'm on LJ instead of doing what I need to do. Love my life.

Dear eyes,
Please stay open long enough to read somethinganything for finals. I know you got home at 4:30 this morning, but you got 8 hours of sleep. You should be fine. WAKE UP.

Existence makes me so tired right now. I'm stressed and hungry, but too tired to care. I have to do SOMETHING to get ready for finals (or, you know, existing in a space outside my bedroom), but I really don't wanna. So guess what's not going to be happening?

Dear Harvard,