Sometimes if I stay up too late, I just start crying.
And I really mean crying.
Like the ugly, not-your-romantic-comedy kind of crying.
I don't even understand it.
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Monday, December 17, 2012
Saturday, December 15, 2012
I'm back.
I'm like, actually being responsible, and unpacking (at 7 in the morning?) and putting all the movies I borrowed from my family (a year ago) back in the movie cabinet (I still have 43 of my own. Just kidding. 46.)
I'm excited to be home, but I'm also nervous to be home...
This morning (I was taking my friend Catherine to the airport at 3 am), I was rushing to get in the car, and my brother and I had taken some of my stuff out of my car so he could come with us. One of my boxs fell out of the car, and all my stuff (like, my favorite stuff) fell out, and so I was running to get it. It had been snowing all night, and I had Toms on, so I slipped and smacked my head on the ground really, really hard. Hopefully I didn't get a concussion.
My dog is so cute. Jeez. She's just smelling all my stuff. It's so cute.
Okay, I'm going to go unpack some more.
I'm like, actually being responsible, and unpacking (at 7 in the morning?) and putting all the movies I borrowed from my family (a year ago) back in the movie cabinet (I still have 43 of my own. Just kidding. 46.)
I'm excited to be home, but I'm also nervous to be home...
This morning (I was taking my friend Catherine to the airport at 3 am), I was rushing to get in the car, and my brother and I had taken some of my stuff out of my car so he could come with us. One of my boxs fell out of the car, and all my stuff (like, my favorite stuff) fell out, and so I was running to get it. It had been snowing all night, and I had Toms on, so I slipped and smacked my head on the ground really, really hard. Hopefully I didn't get a concussion.
My dog is so cute. Jeez. She's just smelling all my stuff. It's so cute.
Okay, I'm going to go unpack some more.
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