One night of Drunken Stupor.

so i have concluded that crocheting (ccro shating) is highly unproducive when slightmorethan tipsy. which is a great fereaking thing becase i cant feel my teeth right now. which is good becaurse they hurt. and that sucks... :) smilie face. but i digress. i cannot feel my face right now. :D happier smilie face. and its still friday. well as of right now. at this moment its friday. yes. ima post this to my blog. then get even more shatfaced and post it again. lmfao. oh the memories that i have would have forgotten. look at me trying to use complex sentences. no. not working out.
HELLO BLOG. if there are any that read this shit. I promise im interesting, even more so when im drunk. SO stay tuned! sigh. pwem pwem pwem. pwempwem pwem pwempwem pwem. what a workout. so.....
WHAT COLOR SOCKS DID YOU WEAR TODAY? Mine were white with blue stripies. :} smilei face. OH YAY. roomies back :)




Well there you have it. I have no recollection of posting this either. hahaar.

A day in Barnes and Noble

I feel... good nestled in between the shelves of religious books. The Barnes and Noble in Wiregrass makes me as content as I can possibly be at the moment. Being away from the university takes a weight off my shoulders, a weight I didn't know I was carrying until I left. what a relief, my only worry is the amount of money im spending over here. Coffee here, lunch there, another coffee to pass the time, and not to mention gas. I dont want to find another barnes and nobles, this one is soo nice. the loud speakers are playing a waltz, how fucking relaxing. I feel giddy, I wonder if the man next to me would like to dance. ...no. he looks busy. aaayyyee ya ya yaaaaaaeeee (mummbles) por que me lloressss?

 Anywho, at the university, I feel so compressed. Wake up at the crack of dawn, go to class, be confused, come back from class, attempt to do homework, fail, lollygag the remainder of the day. Here, I enjoy sitting down and figuring out my homework. Here, im not rushed, or disturbed, or judged because everyone is doing the same thing I am, theyre all here to get away for a moment. 

This mall will be wonderful to walk in the winter because right now, I could fry an egg on the sidewalk. I wish I could say these things to someone without burdening them. 

The tree outside the window is sways gracefully to the waltz. I wish I could be as careless. All it worries about is how fast it will grow. Oh tree, I cannot wait until you cast a shadow through the window, the sun warms the lounge a bit too much late into the afternoon. And my feet are beginning to look as if they are not mine, theyre soo tan, and I, am not. My head aches of hunger. Ive gotten absolutely nothing done except for half my Lab one write up. Ill return though.