She busted in here naked, grabbed a blanket and put it on like a cape, then shouted that she’s here to fuck me.
Day = made. ‘Kay, bye for the night.
It’s far too short.
And you don’t get another chance.
Me when my ipod’s on shuffle and it puts on Paramore or Archie Star.
Or Mayday Parade, Tegan and Sara, or A Day To Remember. :)
I’m not ready for this quarter.
I’m not ready at all.
I’m so nervous.
It doesn’t look easy this time.
On top of everything else, this is the last thing I need right now.
Doctor in the morning.
I wish things were better.
My iPod knows I’m not well, so she’s trying really hard to make me smile.