uncommoncold

I can finally stop thinking about school for a while. It's been on my brain so much lately- school itself, that is, not the things I ought to be learning. Received an A- on the paper I wrote recently on Thucydides, despite it being pages short of the expected length and researched half-assedly. Sometimes I don't know how I pull this stuff off.

My neck hurts. Fix me?

Leaving to go camping in seven short hours. I'll be back on Monday sometime. I'd be happy if you left me sweet comments to come home to. Tralala. You can think of me getting drunk on the beach on Quadra Island, gallavanting through the forest, and generally having a hell of a good time.

I need a break.

they are smeared and these blurs come in random order
to color the eyes of your former lovers
hers were green like july except when she cried;
they were red..