Aghhh. Aggggghhh.
WHY AM I SO PATHETIC
IT WOULD BE SO EASY
WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM MAYA
“derp derp derp I think I’ll just head down to the practice rooms AGAIN”
and of courrse, things go a million times better than i expected
My fear was unwarranted. I have my same old german class in a new room, a ballet class in a freezing cold gym, a bio class that threatens a lot of work but I don’t really believe it, a group voice class that should be fun, and another bio class taught by a Dutch researcher in weight regulation. Then workshop for the first bio class… and theology on Wednesday.
I think I’m going to survive.
back again back again lickety split
I don’t want this.
I’m lying in bed too nervous to fall asleep because of classes starting tomorrow. It shouldn’t be that bad, right? I can do this, yeah?
There’s so much I’m afraid of and so little to bolster my confidence.
The bupranonol the psychiatrist prescribed me—I wonder how long it lasts for? I kind of want to take one in the morning but keep it in my bag just in case… the other morning it really helped take the panic out of my chest, so maybe…
Tomorrow if they talk about salzburg what will I say?
“Um, right now I’m on the waiting list, I’ve got to go talk to someone at the Health Center about a medical thing, but I still might be able to go.” And it’s all true, so…
So much fear.
I will wear my black dress and tights and…. no, wait. If this is the first time they’re seeing me with black hair maybe full goth isn’t appropriate. I’ll figure something out…
Why is everything icky?
wild FOX
done by zak anderson at hopeless ink in vancouver, wa
you mean, something cool came out of vancouver washington?
How could he think I could have cheated on him? How could he think that? Is he just saying it to save face?
Fucked up hormones. I want that kid to try to impress me, but who the fuck is he? I got my priorities in order, I know—but geez.
I…
I really desperately need to practice writing fiction. My skills in third person have gone down the tubes. Perhaps it’s a result of leaving off journaling in a more literalily conscious vein; in middle school I was rather good about that.
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Today I caffeinated away depression; it doesn’t work quite like that but it’s interesting to try. Certainly I’m not at risk of falling asleep now, but the twitches aren’t quite what I believe they are for other people.
Oh, sanity.
I love the term ‘we’re expecting’ when talking about pregnancy
because it makes it sound like there’s more than one outcome.
Yeah, we’re expecting a baby
but it could be a velociraptor.
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