Last night, there was something that was making the air they were blowing through my building's ventilation system smell like burnt rubber. I had to sleep with my window open (when it was definitely too cold to), because I was starting to feel sick.
Like a firework unexploded
Wanting life but never
knowing how
skittles, that happened with my building once too. Weird.
The reality that I have a 10 page research paper due in a week is beginning to hit me.
Coin operated boy
All the other real ones
that I destroy
Cannot hold a candle
to my new boy and I'll
Never let him go
and I'll never be alone
Not with my coin-operated
boy
I'm jealous, insomniak--how does this album compare to their last?
Coin operated boy
All the other real ones
that I destroy
Cannot hold a candle
to my new boy and I'll
Never let him go
and I'll never be alone
Not with my coin-operated
boy
I'm so happy and relieved for you and your family, Bohemian.
I'm not sure if I should change clothes before I go out tonight.
"There was this one time an alarm went off - it was in the middle of '24.' That's just wrong. Everyone knows everyone was watching '24' at that time."
--NYU student quoted in the Washington Square News about students ignoring the frequent fire alarms in dorms
I'm skipping my Waste of Time Class yet again. My professor has no attendance policy, and I have better things to do than sit there and listen to bad jokes.
I don't really want to talk about it... I guess I just want to sit here on the thread and "hear" people talking so I don't have to feel quite so alone.
Snowbird, I hate it when that happens. I'm a chapstick addict. What kind do you use?