now that my grad school application is underway, i'm officially more of a nervous wreck than i am normally. also, i worked for 12 hours today. i also made my first student loan payment ever (goodbye money), and watched the season finale of dexter (!!!!!!!).
i've got nothing else to add, but the fact that i might not be able to go home for christmas for the first time ever. i officially lead the most depressing life ever.
here's some things you may not know about me:
-i pretty much came into this world cranky. i was premature by a few weeks, jaundiced, colicy, and i had to be in an incubator for a week or two. i was also under four pounds. tiny baby girl_afraid, causing shit storms since the moment i was conceived.
-when i do get sleep, i am a notoriously late sleeper. as in, i sleep well into the afternoon, and on into the evening. when i had summer breaks, i would pretty much become nocturnal. i think i inherit insomnia/ weird sleeping patterns from my dad, who has worked third shift my entire life. i also stay perfectly still when i sleep. my mom used to check to make sure i was still breathing well into my teens (true story, she told me that recently). my most re-occurring dreams are ones where i lose my teeth and fingers, or where i'm trying to avoid someone from my past. i hold no importance of dreams, though.
-though i am a true blue atheist, i collect catholic iconography, including rosaries, virgin mary statues, and novena candles. i think i'm attracted to both the gaudiness of it, and it reminding me of home, since both sides of my family are deeply catholic.
-i don't wear shorts outside of the house. same with revealing blouses (what am i, 70 years old?). i hardly wear short sleeves unless absolutely necessary. i'm very particular about my clothes, to a point. i don't like holes in my jeans, and i hate it when people write on their clothes. most of my wardrobe is black, grey, brown, and green, with accents of color.
-i'm listening to wham! right now. yeah, you're jealous. okay, maybe not.
- i'm a terrible person. case and point, i think this is funny:
i promise i love dogs, but fuck. i want to french the person who did this. it's so much better than a dick drawing or jokering the billboard.
i'll leave you with this:
i've got nothing else to add, but the fact that i might not be able to go home for christmas for the first time ever. i officially lead the most depressing life ever.
here's some things you may not know about me:
-i pretty much came into this world cranky. i was premature by a few weeks, jaundiced, colicy, and i had to be in an incubator for a week or two. i was also under four pounds. tiny baby girl_afraid, causing shit storms since the moment i was conceived.
-when i do get sleep, i am a notoriously late sleeper. as in, i sleep well into the afternoon, and on into the evening. when i had summer breaks, i would pretty much become nocturnal. i think i inherit insomnia/ weird sleeping patterns from my dad, who has worked third shift my entire life. i also stay perfectly still when i sleep. my mom used to check to make sure i was still breathing well into my teens (true story, she told me that recently). my most re-occurring dreams are ones where i lose my teeth and fingers, or where i'm trying to avoid someone from my past. i hold no importance of dreams, though.
-though i am a true blue atheist, i collect catholic iconography, including rosaries, virgin mary statues, and novena candles. i think i'm attracted to both the gaudiness of it, and it reminding me of home, since both sides of my family are deeply catholic.
-i don't wear shorts outside of the house. same with revealing blouses (what am i, 70 years old?). i hardly wear short sleeves unless absolutely necessary. i'm very particular about my clothes, to a point. i don't like holes in my jeans, and i hate it when people write on their clothes. most of my wardrobe is black, grey, brown, and green, with accents of color.
-i'm listening to wham! right now. yeah, you're jealous. okay, maybe not.
- i'm a terrible person. case and point, i think this is funny:
i promise i love dogs, but fuck. i want to french the person who did this. it's so much better than a dick drawing or jokering the billboard.
i'll leave you with this:
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i had a nurse wake me up to give me a sleeping pill