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Jul. 31st, 2012 04:29 am

I just needed to put this somewhere other than my head for a while. There will be posts not dedicated to wangst! Just... not quite yet.

I'm getting a headstart on the mental health/body image issues this year... #overachiever :-/ )

(and two weeks, two weeks until I go back to Kingston for Don Training and then it will be September and I will be insured and I will finally be able to talk about this to someone who at least gets paid to put up with my shit)


;ALKDSFJ;ASLDKFA; I JUST DON'T KNOW HOW TO FEEL RN A;LSDKFJA;LSKDFJ

ON THE ONE HAND, I AM REALLY HAPPY BECAUSE I JUST ATE SUSHI FROM THE BLUE KITCHEN AND IT WAS LOVELY AND THE PEOPLE WERE AWESOME, AND I'M GETTING TO KNOW* THE NEW PEOPLE HERE, AND THEY SEEM REALLY NICE AND I THINK WE'LL HAVE A GREAT TIME TOGETHER

BUT

BUT

BUT

OTOH, TAMAS, JOANNA, AGNIESZKA, MILENA AND PAVOL ALL LEFT TODAY; ONLY FRANCOIS AND MICKEY ARE LEFT IN ALBERTINE NOW AND I AM SO SAD, AND I MISS EVERYONE WHO LEFT AND JUST WHY CAN'T THEY ALL COME BACK AND WE CAN ALL LIVE TOGETHER FOREVER SOB SOB SOB


emotional deluge under the cut )
What ho, LJ-land! Things have happened since my last post - many Things, including but not limited to: two countries*, one exam, one epic Megaupload fiasco (? I'm still catching up on this) and Other Stuff which I will inevitably forget to post about, and that's fine. (But my God, I still haven't made my New Year's Resolutions yet - maybe on the bus Friday, with Hanna...)

UNDER THE CUT: Happy Discworld blather and POSSIBLE TMI re: food/body image/Sarah being just plain weird and annoying )
#Thatawkwardmoment )

I also don't understand sentence structure or tmi. But that's the hangover talking. I need to go do work now, and then go to Zumba this evening... AND THEN BED OMG.
WHY DO I FEEL LIKE CRYING?

In non-emo news, one exam down, two to go! (And a whole bunch of papers and essays, wooohoooo :/ But whatevs.) Right now, I am sitting in the Yellow Kitchen while one of my housemates, Lourdes, bakes a cake. It smells AMAZING, omfg. I'm also waiting for my laundry to be done; apparently in Europe, it is just fine that one load of laundry can take up to SIX HOURS. I put it in at seven, and by my calculations, it should be ready to hang at 1 am. WTF, Netherlands?! This is poopy, since I really want to go swimming tomorrow morning and I can't do that if my swimsuit is in the wash.  Arrgh. #firstworldproblems, I know.

Anyway, focusing on better things, I have been officially invited to Finland over Christmas! I AM SO EXCITED ;ASKLDF;AKSLFD;AJF;AS;DFL~ It would be so cool to spend Christmas in Finland; I get sooo giddy whenever I think about it, and I can't wait to book tickets (my fingers are tied in knots, hoping everything works out!)

In the meantime, though, my exams won't write themselves; I have a study group on Sunday that I need to prepare for, especially since Saturday will be taken up by the Plantsoenloop, an 8km run through the local park. Tot ziens, LJ!
 

WOW HELLO THERE, HORMONES.

Here I am, sitting peacefully at the kitchen table, slogging through - what else - psyc readings, and suddenly, BAM, I'm an inconsolable, hysterical mess. I just kind of sat there crying for fifteen minutes, WHO DOES THAT.
OH... MY... GOD.

I'M PUTTING A HIT OUT ON TODAY. I SWEAR TO GOD, I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL SOMETHING. SOMUCHRAGE. (And all over the internet, too; dear Twitter feed, you are more than I deserve).
Take: 1 hormonal teenager, 1 biopsyc midterm, 6 hours of sleep, 1 toaster, 1 irresponsible housemate. Put through blender. Makes OVER NINE THOUSAND servings of teen angst. )

ugh :|

Feb. 11th, 2011 05:57 pm
aslkdfal;s I hate this part of the day, when my second coffee has worn off and I would give an arm and a leg to be able to go to sleep right now, but I can't, because midterms are going to fucking murder me next week, and just. So much DO NOT WANT. ://////////////////////////// JE SUIS UNAMUSED RN.

On the bright side, I treated myself to a riser for lunch today and it was absolutely fucking delicious. The coffee was vile, though. Arrgh, I want midterms to be over so I can properly freak out about being homeless and unemployed! Rage! Angst! FEAR MY HORMONES for they are persistent assholes! (Fffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.)

...and they say grad school is worse than this. Urge to hide under bed forever rising.
Eventually fandom-related stuff will make a reappearance in this journal, I swear. But I just ~HAVE A LOT OF FEELINGS RN.
small cut for boring stuff that is boring )

There's not even much else for me to say, because life is SO BUSY but SO BORING at the same time RN. OH, EXCEPT, Johnny Weir now has a YouTube channel to which the entire world should subscribe ~like a boss (O DEER, Twitter has corrupted my use of the poor ~tilde, alas, I knew it well, etc. etc.).

And now that I have spent entirely too long drafting my morning schedule onto a hapless neon pink sticky note, I must bid the internets good night.

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