The End of the Semester

it really does suck. papers. studying. speeches. more papers. more studying. my brain feels like its gonna explode. i think i might have endofsemesteritis. i cant wait for winter break. even though ill probably be taking intersession. craaaaaap.

Dear Derrick Dubon,

i &hearts you

Old People

apparantly, old people (old people in cars specifically), seem to have it out for me. its like whenever i go out into the street i have a huge target stuck to me that everyone is unaware of except for the old people! first it was old mrs. pinkerton i believe her name was (no joke, pinkerton). last year she ran a stop sign and hit me totaling my car and breaking my collar bone. then this summer some old guy attempts to back up into my truck. and now today., heres the scenario..i was crossing the parking lot walking to sally's beauty supply...im in the middle of the street and a car comes speeding toward me and tries to swerve between me and the curb. but guess what? theres only like three feet there! the stupid lady isnt gonna fit. so she finally stops and blares her horn at me. so i step up on the curb and turn around and glare at her and shes sitting there shaking her stupid little fist and yelling at me! so this old guy pushing a cart passes by and asks if she was honking at me and i told him yea i guess. and he just shook his head and said it was ridiculous...haha. its the little things in life that give me the greatest pleasure

Ingrid Michaelson-Everybody