WTF.

yo, my stomach has been fucked up every single morning for the past lawdy knows how long. WTF? i haven't had any milk! idk... maybe it's because i'm not eating right? wtf, though. [ holds tummy ] good thing my roommate's leaving soon so i can suffer in peace and watch TV.

i'm supposed to be writing two responses to stories that i only kinda sorta read. ehhh.

i think i'm outta pajama pants. grrrrrr, now i gotta go back to boxers.

rehearsal wasn't SO bad yesterday and it only went 10 minutes over schedule [ claps ] good job, y'all. good job. we have a re-recording on saturday, which i can go to if i don't strain my voice, and a performance next thursday. i'm supposed to help design a logo for our track jackets. i'm thinking something none too different from our teaser flyers, something simple with the whole pawprint things going on. it'd be really cute if we could settle on a character to put on the breastpocket area (even though track jackets don't have breastpockets) like the way Le Tigre has the tiger and Polo has that little man playing polo on his horsie. fun times. that reminds me, i REALLY wanna go shopping. i need new EVERYTHING, for really real, though.

[ clutches my stomach ] WTF, MAN! i don't get this. maybe i'm sick or something. i should go to the wellness center on campus and talk to them. lmao, start off my appointment with "aiight, i'm not pregnant and i don't have an STD, just to narrow it down for y'all" LMAOOOO.

had a pretty good-length conversation with Kevin last night. i was surprised he stayed up so late. i was telling him how i was talking about him at rehearsal since some of the girls saw him on my phone background and were talking about how he was cute and whatnot. he was like "uhhh... when i get up there, i'mma just stay in your room all day. get up, take a shower, go back to bed." lmao. silly Kevin. but nah, it was nothing out of the ordinary, nothing deep, just us talking.

YES! SHE'S GONE! [ turns on the TV ] let the maxing and relaxing begin. oh, snap, and "The Backyardigans" is on, too?! HEEL YEH!

i want some breakfast. =/ i don't wanna have the same thing i had for dinner last night (townhouse crackers). i mean, it was good, but like... ugh. especially with my stomach fucking up like this? maybe this whole stomach thing is part of my cold. i don't know.

aiight, lemme type up this french composition and these two responses.


peace.