I can't believe how hard it is to eat normally.
I'm trying to distract myself... so... I'm looking at pictures of cute, fuzzy baby animals! like.. baby tigers
! and and and... baby turtles!
I own a turtle. She was that small when I got her. It has been almost 10 years, and she's bigger than my dad's hand, and that's no small feat. She bites, too. I feed her twice a day, morning and night, and I don't wash her out nearly as much as I should. I'm a horrible turtle mommy, but I don't often have both the time and the energy to wash her tank fall in at the same time. I should do it this sunday. In a couple of weeks, I want to travel out to Montreal (about 2.5 hours out from here) and spend the weekend at a friend's place, partying and drinking like the college student I'm supposed to be.
honestly, partying and drinking is great and all, but there's something to be said about being in your own bed, not feeling sick like a dog, not being exceptionally poorer after each passing month AND not waking up without a pounding headache. I hate it when it's with snobby bitches. They throw the lamest parties. If you can't be yourself at a party, then where in god's name can you be yourself? I hate beer. I made it my NYR to try to get myself to like beer. I'll probably keep it until the very last day, if at all. oh c'mon.
I want help. I want to understand, I want to know, I want to get out, now. hlep. help. help. help.help. helkjebkjb