i want to sleep for a long time. (so do it) i wish i didn't have fucking art discussion tomorrow or i wouldn't even go to school. plus that bitch will be there. (just don't go) i have to find the right balance of liking myself but not becoming too arrogant and cocky because of it. but i've only had this state of mind for about a half year so i'm still adjusting to it. (don't rationalize) the contraceptives are placed next to the baby items. (obviously) my mom asked me if i had been using her coffee filters. i said no, acting all surprised and confused. i was, though. because i need to filter out all the tylenol sometimes. (an essential lie) tomorrow is that last day of that. (yeah i know. quiet) i think i'm doing something wrong here. because not much is working out and none of the shapes fit snug in their places. the new semester will be good and christmas break will help smooth things. actually, i will be losing my license so no, things will be staying pretty bumpy. dammit. (they like it when you don't pay attention to them)