no choice but rejoice

I like making funny faces

Sunday has been useless.
But its okay, I can pretend it was the bestest day.

Liz and I were curled up on the couch watching Liar Liar and it was gray outside and we laughed and didnt care about our ample of homework. Because who the hell cares about grades and deadlines? pshaw!

I was sitting on liz and then got up to get myself a snack.
Liz: Come back and sit on me.
Me: [obeys]
Liz: Okay now I get to poke your boobs with my pen.

Marina and I decided she committed one of the top things you should never do in your life.
You should never lose a book that your professor lent to you. A professor from whom youre hoping to get a recommendation from. Also you should not lose it especially if it is worth $200.

Poor Marina. My heart sometimes hurt for when she does such things.

Ive decided im a bad person. I stole a package of a cream cheese from the caf. And I scratched a car in the parking lot, with marina’s car, and i didnt tell anyone. My guilty soul is heavy.

I am going home this Tuesday. To say that I am excited is underestimating it. Hopefully family from NYC will be visiting. I miss my aunt Raechka. I want to know how theyre doing. Although whenever you havent seen someone in a long while, you learn all about these terrible things that have happened and it just makes you super sad.

I have a lamp in my room where the bulb had exploded. Literally. Baboom! And i tried to take out the bottom part out, but I electracuted myself. I gotta say, its not fun to be electracuted. Its like this weird electric bug had crawled up into your finger and ran along the veins.

I need a man to fix it.

One of these days, I will find a man. Hmm.

There are so many couples. Is it secretly some sort of spring fever? Where did they come from? And if it was always so polluted with kisses and holding hands, why had i not noticed it before? And why am i noticing now?

Im listening to Remy Zero. It is quite a fun oldie to listen to.

Last night I had burned my tongue on the bad pizza at bar hour. It still hurts. Its kind of like having no taste buds at the end of my tongue. Its a peculiar feeling. Id like my buds back, thank you very much. At least i didnt burn the top part of my mouth. I hate when that happens. There is always that little skin hanging off in your mouth and you cant do anything about it.

Im thinking of going on Volunteer Vacations next semester. What does that entail? For my spring break, I will go to Baltimore and live in transitional housing for homeless people. I will interact with them. I will help out with soup kitchnes. And over all, a galore of volunteering. My mom thinks Im insane for wanting to spend my spring break in such bad conditions when i could be at home resting and eating good food and being with family. I dont know. Maybe i am insane.

I cleaned my room this morning and now its dirty again. Do you guys ever wonder if secretly there is a monster underneath your bed that comes out when youre not looking and totally throws your stuff around like a tazmanian devil?

Clearly I am in a weird mood tonight. I am blindly happy. If that makes any sense. I have gotten little sleep. I have done no work today. What else have i got to do but rejoice in it?