"You don't hear about girls getting shot, that sounds like a guy thing." 

"Yeah, girls usually get stabbed." 

Why do I do this to myself 

One hostile landlord
Sandy floors, noisy neighbors
Everything we need

Meet with mentor for capstone, finish capstone, do part of my math project, get a croshey (or however the hell you spell it) for prom, fix gym credits, and pick up my tux :/

So today starts the official count down to the last day of the quarter. I know that I have not done a good job at all this quarter posting stories, but I know that if I were to be counting down to the says when I get to leave, I might.
So with about 2 days about until, I am really frustrated and busy for no reason. Not only do I have to teach my class for my Capstone, I have to work until about 9:30-10. Ugh! Plus, I'm running on about 3 hours of sleep. At this point I have no idea why we are still getting homework? I AM IN COLLEGE, and if I didn't learn it in the first 3 quarters I'm probably not going to learn it now. I just need this day to hurry up and be over. June 3rd just can't come fast enough.

If I lived in a world of my own it would be anything but a wonderland, those obviously don't work. Mine would be a heart, a pure heart, a brave heart, your heart.

When I was an owl, I used to go only for white mice. I hated barn mice. They tasted like hay and they made my saliva all gritty. White mice go down like butter. Seriously.

"I would punch him in the face if I could reach his face"

Oh Chris...