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I'm not really up for making a real update, but I know I'm not ready to go to bed yet, and I know I'm not going to do any studying, and I know I won't be any more up for making a real update tomorrow and will absolutely have to study for my finals tomorrow, so I guess I'll do this now. This weekend sucked. It should've been incredibly awesome, but it sucked. It's fitting I suppose, but this week will suck just as equally as finals are the devil. For those of you not in New England, we had quite a bit of snow, which didn't help anything. It just ruined the banquet even more. The banquet, by the way, sucked. I think I had fun for like 5 minutes of it... and that's not a consecutive 5 minutes, that's 5 minutes all together. I spent most of Friday bawling my eyes out. I can't remember the last time I cried that much... maybe after September 11th, or when I found out my dad was dying. I cried a lot... and I wish I was all cried out, but the fact is I'm not and will probably cry myself to sleep after I finish this entry. Why did I spend most of my evening ruining other people's times and looking like a fool? If you don't already know and really care that much, you can figure out how to get ahold of me to ask. But yeah, banquet... I've got some pictures (c/o one Matt Bacco) for your viewing pleasure.

Amie, Susan, and I on the bus (after we were forced to take an alternate route because the road we needed was closed and then were rear ended trying to navigate the terrible conditions and Walter rescued us with the Prevost)

Walter and John save the day

Hard to tell I was wishing I was dead, isn't it?

Dirrrrttty dirty flutes, dirty flutes, dirty flutes...

Yes, even John had a better time than I did.

See, I told you he had a better time than I did...

Sunday night we stopped by Maureen's party. We didn't stay long because of the weather and illnesses among us, but we showed up long enough for me to get Maureen cocked off her ass. I don't have any pictures, unfortunately. I wish I had a picture of that cat though... that was the most awesome cat ever. It was huuuuuge. I also tried watching Pirates of the Carribean twice this weekend but managed to successfully fall asleep both times during the village raid. I would try to watch it again, but I left the DVD at Todd's which makes me even more sad. But I suppose not as sad as other things, which people tell me I just need to stop worrying about, but that's easier said than done. I still wish that I was dead. I'm not going to write any more because it's just going to make me think more... and I don't really need that. The anxiety and nausea has temporarily gone away so I'm going to take advantage of that and hit the sack... afterall finals start tomorrow. Someone kill me, please.


( 3 beeps — speeeeeaaaakkkkk )
Dec. 7th, 2003 11:12 pm (UTC)
whats wrong, baby?
Dec. 8th, 2003 04:25 pm (UTC)
you look beeeeautiful! like a princess :D

p.s. i've been wishing i was dead a lot, too lately...we should start a support group :\

Dec. 8th, 2003 05:50 pm (UTC)
You guys all look like princesses, I LOVE the dresses...
I hope all is going better hun, just think at the end of this week there will no school for a month! (Even that should cheer you up).
Call me if you need anything at all!

( 3 beeps — speeeeeaaaakkkkk )
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