Tonight

• Make a gargantuan amount of coffee
• Drink said coffee
• Finish British Lit final (that's only three more papers)
• Don't fall asleep 
• Stop crying over The Office 
• Maybe do laundry 
• Not get distracted from writing my paper
• Seriously stop crying, it's just a television show

My jealousy will be the death of me.

It consumes my thoughts and my heart, turning me into a monster.

It's easy to take off your clothes and have sex.

 People do it all the time. 

But opening up your soul to someone,

 letting them into your psirit, thoughts, fears, future, hopes, dreams...

that's being naked.

Last week of classes

I'm actually kinda sad about that.
I don't want this semester to end.

Okay

my memoir is done.
It pretty much kicks ass.

Even though I had to make up the ending.

Fall 2011 Class Schedule

MWF:
9:30-10:20 Spanish II
1:30-2:20 British Lit since 1900

TTh:
10:00-11:15 Survey of American Lit I
1:00-2:15 Intro to Psychology

Thursday Only:
6:15-9:00 Advanced Writing for English Majors

Fun classes, crappy times. I hate having breaks between classes.

Reading Harry Potter in my British Literature Class : D

My final in my lit class is to write my own memoir.

I'm quickly realizing that my life has been painstakingly uneventful.

It's sick and twisted, but I love having a sunburn. 

This one lasted about a month.
Beautiful

Going home for the weekend

I'm very excited to see my kitten : D

It's beautiful and sunny outside,

but I'm going to stay inside The Batcave, blast Death Cab, and stress over finals which are only three weeks away.
Should be a productive day.

Sitting here calculating how poorly I can do on my exam tomorrow, while still getting a respectable grade for the class. Productive, I know.

Steve decorated my door with Post-Its.
"I love my Meggie Poo!" 

: D

When there is nothing left to burn you have to set yourself on fire.

This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
Tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in
Now you're outside me
You see all the beauty
Repent all your sin

It's nothing but time and a face that you lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose
I'll write you a postcard
I'll send you the news
From a house down the road from real love...

We made Kugel for the first time in years!
It's probably my favorite dish ever (I'm not really sure if it is considered desert, a snack or meal, but we eat it for all of the above)!  

It's pasta, cottage cheese, sour cream, tons of butter, a dash of lemon juice and Frosted Flakes.
Sounds absolutely disgusting, but it is the most marvelous thing I have ever had. 

  

I had an amazing time with my best friend. For a while things have felt weird between us, we're growing up and realizing that all the plans we made might not happen. We will never go to the same college and live in the dorms together, we probably will never have an apartment together, and she probably won't be moving back to Pennsylvania in the foreseeable future. I think it was hard for both of us to come to terms with things, but now that we have we can go back to being our wonderful, silly selves.

Skipping Friday classes

and going to visit my best friend.
Normally skipping classes is a mortal sin in my book, but the semester is almost over and I have yet to miss any Friday classes. Plus I might not get a chance to see her again this year.
So yay!

It's like you're homesick for a place that doesn't even exist.

Your lack of compassion astounds me.

You swore you would never do it again, but even then I didn't believe you.

I'm in love with both dresses. I guess I'm going to have to wear one for the ceremony and one for the reception.

I just want to dive into a pool of fruit.

I dream

because there is no other way I can see it.

I wish I could chop all my hair off and still be happy with the way I look.
I wish I could stop wearing make up and still feel beautiful.

Damn you, society for making me feel this way.

I may never be happy,

but tonight I am content.