Let’s keep it this way love.
Because waking up to yer sweaty self in my 90 degree dormroom is, oddly, something I want to keep doing. And coming back to my room hours after you’ve left for Kalamazoo to see my computer open with 5 different windows running and other random things changed that I don’t understand yet makes me grin so much I can’t quite handle it.
You’re such a geek.
But you’re my geek.
:D :D :D :D
so much HAPPY.
That sure as hell better be referring to your own personal dilemma that I don’t know or care about……..
By Allan and Barbara Pease (via quote-book)
& I’m not doing jackshit. Welcome to another semester at Albion folks.
So let’s talk about that time I thought my Lit class started at 2 instead of 3, & I ran up and down all flights of stairs at Vulgamore 3 times trying to figure it out. Then I ran to my dorm to check my email to see if I wrote down the changed classroom correctly. I did, so I left to head back to Vulgamore, confused, when I realize that my class wasn’t meeting for another hour.
Room: I have service for my phone FUCKIN FINALLY. Roommate doesn’t appear to be a nutcase. She’s tall though, so she can reach things in the closet for me. We need a shower mat something awful though. It’s narsty in there.
Classes: Spanish - Kalen bothers me. Still. 3rd semester I’ve had with him and I still can’t stand him. Stats - FUCK MY LIFE. I fail at math regardless, & the teacher speaks quietly with a heavy Ukrainian accent. How can this get worse? Gay & Lesbian Lit - That’s gonna be a fun class. Hands down. She’s hardcore, but the awesome kind, where you’ll get shit done but usually have fun doing it. Jury’s still out on Criminology. I don’t have that till tomorrow.
Job: I’m working in the Post Office sorting mail. I’ve worked in the UPS Store for 3 years doing what? Sorting mail. Get ittttttt. Bree doesn’t need much training. I thought my employer was going to hug me when I told her I worked at the UPS Store haha.
Anyway, let’s see how shit goes this time.