I'm not sad

That this semester of college can be summed up in textsfromlastnight.

(914): Just used a champagne bottle to outline a trigonometric circle for math 104.. should i give up on life now or later?

(413): this kid just offered me adderall in exchange for my meal points. college at its finest

(770): finally cleaned my dorm for the first time all year. bleach is awesome.

(541): This girl is drinking wine and watching grey's anatomy in the library during finals week. I hate comm majors.

(619): Is there a zoo near here? I need to see some penguins like right now.. (1-619): I am not bailing you of of jail

(203): I'm out of vodka and money. My semester is officially over. The way I see it, my finals are just forms I need to fill out in order to leave campus.

(231): You kept whispering, no one does me like Jimmy Johns does me.

(401): In debating whether or not it's worth getting out of bed and walking 5 feet down the hallway to go to the bathroom before I puke

(313): Yeaaah, so cabbie laughed at me, and said, "rough nite? Let me find you some music" . apparently OPP is the appropriate ride of shame soundtrack.

(570): Every single piece. I examined every single square inch of this peanut butter and jelly sandwich. and fell in love with every inch. that high.

(732): i spelled "betch" that way on purpose, don't question my abilities as a drunk texter

(702): You need Jesus. Or a midol and a snickers. Whichever.

(919): Is it bad that on the course evaluation it said "do you normally try harder than other students in class" and i circled "absolutely false"?

(216): Changing from sweatpants to jeans at 3 in the afternoon makes the day seem so much more productive than it actually was.

(610): it only took me 1 hour to write 8 pages. i'm never doing school work without adderall ever again.

(215): i got kicked out of Barns and Nobles cuz i put all the bibles in the fiction section

(607): you need to leave class get on facebook and start untagging IMMEDIATELY

(612): maybe i'll see you again later :) (774): I'd rather shit a knife.

We did work this year, guys. We did work.

I look illegal!

I found this HILARIOUS. Okay, so basically. Arizona is trying to pass a new immigration law allowing police to stop people that they suspect are in the country illegally, just by looking at them.

Now, Governor Jan Brewer is in favor of the law. Really in favor. They're saying support for the bill is strong. The governor's office has received some 5,000 calls in support of the law, and roughly 2,000 against. Senator Pearce threw in that at least 90% of the calls his office has received are totes in favor.

Two lawsuits have been filed against it already by the National Coalition of Latino Clergy and Christian Leaders, basically because this totally condones racial profiling. WELL, NO SHIT. Look, I think if you're going to come to this county, do it legally. Of course. But pulling over someone that's Hispanic just because there's a possibility of them being here illegally is ridiculous. What about Hispanic police officers? That's quite an awkward situation for them. What the fuck, Arizona? Really?

I mean, how do you decide that someone "looks" illegal. Cause they're driving a shitty truck? Or they dressed for construction work or some shit? It's complete shit. There's no way to enforce that law without racial profiling. Governor Brewer says that AZ POS, which is a police thing in Arizona, is training their officers on how to recognize illegal aliens. Right, Jan. Right.

So, a group of protesters are outside of Wrigley Field because the Diamondbacks are playing up there today. These protesters are comparing Arizona government to Nazis and the KKK. I don't know if it's necessarily THAT intense, but come on people. Shakira is even in on this! She said she was planning on meeting with the mayor of Phoenix to discuss how the city would stop the enforcement of the law. This whole thing is not right. And when you pull over someone that ISN'T illegal, it's fucked. It's like when Japan bombed Pearl Harbor and they had all of the Japanese immigrants living in those makeshift neighborhood things. It's not like they were all planning to bomb the US. This bill is right on the outskirts of being unconstitutional. Not cool.

Along with this, some fucking prick congressman from California says he would totally deport children of illegal aliens. Mr. Duncan Hunter, may I present you with the Douche Kayak of the Year Award?

Sure, let's blame the children for what choices their parents have made for them. Innocent kids, who have no control over where they live or what their parents do. Apparently, this doucher supports House Resolution 1868, which calls for the elimination of automatic citizenship for children born to illegal aliens in the United States. Thankfully, the resolution stalled in the House and never passed. Dude says, and I quote, "It takes more than being born here to be an American- it's about what's in the soul." Well, apparently our souls are black pits of despair. At least yours is, dick.

On top of that, Obama declared a state of emergency today! An 120 mile long oil spill is supposed to hit the mouth of the Mississippi River within a few hours. VANDERFUL. US has all the luck. Is this karma? Probably.

Besides all of this mess, England is having their final debate tonight( Hi, Alex :])! I'm pretty jealous of the way debates work over there. You know, in the US our debates are pretty gay. There's really no actual discussion between candidates. Someone asks a question and each candidate can answer, yadayadayada. It's like a question and answer session! But, the UK does it right. I wish I could find better coverage of it on television, I'd be absolutely enthralled. Consider yourself lucky, Alex. I'd love to be watching.

That's all for now, Kbye!

NO.

I DON'T WANT A BABY. -.-

They're just fucking precious.

Do want.

WANTWANTWANTWANTWANTWANT.

This basically sums up everything.

Justin wants:

KTHXBYE.

I found this and realized how lucky I actually am. I've gotten everything I've been looking for and then some.

Justin Thomas Fitts is possibly the greatest thing that's ever happened to me. He makes me so happy, I can't even put what I feel into words. It's been such a short amount of time, but he gets me. I don't understand how he does it. I'm weird and hard to understand sometimes, but he just clicks. We click.

He loves me for who I am. He loves me despite the fact that I tickle him incessantly. Despite the fact that I giggle like a five year old and talk to him about every problem I've got. Despite the fact that on most occasions, I don't fix my hair or wear makeup. He kisses me when we wake up in the morning, regardless of how bad my breath smells or how terrible my hair looks (and it ALWAYS looks awful, trust me).

He listens to what I have to say, even if it doesn't make sense sometimes, which I feel is all the time. He makes it so easy to trust him, because the way he looks at me just shows that he doesn't want anyone else. He tells me that I'm beautiful when I look like shit. He calls my snoring cute. He won't give in when I continually pester him about birthday surprises (completely frustrating, he's just as stubborn as I am). I love it, though. I love that we can just lay and talk for hours on end. I love that he doesn't mind all of the dweeby things I like to do, like visit the zoo, aquarium, you name it. I'm a kid. I love that he's supportive of the decisions I make, and that he's willing to change things about his own life to accommodate the changes in mine.

He's perfect for me. I've never been so comfortable with someone. I'm here as long as you want me.

Don't fly fast. Pilot can you help me, can you make this last?

Alright, maybe I'm a little overbearing at times. I put my whole heart into every friendship I have, regardless of what I'm getting on the other end. I care way too much about things, I value others opinions, but mine most of all. I have an overwhelming urge to protect everyone, which might explain why I end up protecting absolutely no one.

1. You are making a monumental mistake. I mean, absolutely, positively monumental. I can't even put into words how disappointed I am in you. Not pissed, not angry. Just concerned and disappointed. I'm done giving my opinion. At least until you get yourself out of this mess you're in. I wish you luck with the girl. I do love you, despite the things that have happened between us. I hope this relationship doesn't further that and completely end our friendship.

2. You suck. I hope I won't have to kick you in the face.

Besides that, I'm going home today for a long weekend filled with people I thoroughly enjoy. I can't wait for summer, because it's going to turn out to be one of the best.

Until I type again!

"I swear I never meant for it to feel like this, like every inch of me is bruised."

Too deep now to swim against the current.

I was actually doing well with the no stress thing. Well, that is no more. I'm not sure what it is about me, but every single time I go home for a weekend, I come back and immediately fall into a funk. I'm not motivated at all.

I am freaking the fuck out inside though. This has been the year from hell, and everything has suffered because of it. Every time I seem to pick myself back up, something else happens and I get knocked down again.

My GPA sucks. I don't know what happened to it. I'm scared shitless that I'll lose my scholarship. If I do, I have no idea what's going to happen to my education at JMU.

I'm disappointed in myself. I don't want to fail at life. I don't want anyone to think I can't handle myself here, because I can. I've just got a lot working against me.

I'm scared.

I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well.

I sleep too much and still feel tired. I generally hate the taste of soda, but Coke is tight if my stomach is lame. I'm so sick of being called cute, but I know that's all that I am. I really hate being cold, but not as much as I hate being hot.I seriously beg the Gods for time to myself, but when the time comes I hate it. I love night so much more than day, but I get scared of the dark more now than ever. I don't eat enough, but I'm never hungry. Or maybe I'm always hungry, and I just got used to it. I hate looking like shit, but I find myself looking more like it everyday. I don't ever have clothes to wash because I usually stay in sweats and pajamas. I hate feeling rushed, but I end up doing my best work under a deadline. I've got hopes and dreams that are so far out of reach, but I never stop reaching. I'm going to laugh when my arms finally fall off. My back always hurts, but I can't figure out why. I always fall asleep the exact same way, and if I don't, it's certain that I'll wake up. I don't sleep well if I don't tell certain people goodnight. I lash out at the ones I love when I'm stressed/sad/mad/or any other form of negative emotion, but I just want them to tell me everything will be alright. I crack my knuckles because it makes me feel less stressed, and yes, I know my hands are going to look like shit when I'm older. I don't have any patience for shit that has little relevance. I get frustrated easily and out of nowhere. I hold my pen weird, and it makes my hand hurt from constantly taking notes, but it's the only way I can remember shit. I only write in blue ink, and I can go through three pens a week. Why blue? I have no idea. I think it looks better.

I'm usually the one keeping an eye out for everybody, but I still manage to have a good time. I've finally gotten back into watching CNN like it's going to be pulled off the air at any minute, and it justs furthers my disgust for the human race. I have a constant disappointment for our generation, and the generations before us. And I pray for the ones coming after us.

I have no trouble admitting shit that's weird about me.

I have a pretty wonderful boyfriend. I love with my whole entire heart nowadays, and it's really the only thing I'm sure of. I'm pretty happy with where things are going.

I'm surrounded by amazing people, and I have no idea how I continue to be blessed. Lately, I've been floored by the amount of love that I receive on a daily basis. I am beyond thankful for the family I've got. I'm completely obsessed with my sister. Just seeing her immediately brightens my day. She's such an awesome little person.

Right, I have no idea where this was supposed to go. But, uh.

Bye.