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Name: Nicole
Country: United States
State: California
Metro: Los Angeles
Birthday: 10/31/1991
Gender: Female


Interests: irreverence.
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Friday, November 06, 2009

I am pale, weak, and sickly.
My hands are death.
I can scarcely walk unassisted.
If this were early 19th century England, I would be the sex.
Given they could look past my alpha-male bull-walrus cough.

It might be H1N1, or some less-stylish strain of influenza.
But here is a more plausible explanation:
This is a manifestation of my inconsistent, unhealthy lifestyle.




I haven't done any school work this entire week.
I somehow piddled away days.
"Somehow" entails:
-30 Rock episodes online.
-Farmville.
-Running.
-Sleeping.
-Knitting.
-Noteating.


Saturday, October 31, 2009

Eighteen yearsa thisshit.


Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Six yearsa thisshit


Wednesday, October 21, 2009

I feel like I have nothing to do all day.
Nothing I have to do.
I go to the essential classes, which are limited to Programming lecture and Accounting lecture.
All other classes are secondary; they should feel honored if I include them in my schedule.
So don't get your hopes up, all my discussions and math lecture. If I should give you the time of day, it is merely a fluke, a whim, an accident. Don't misinterpret my intentions; don't flatter yourself.

And this week I don't have math homework, due to the midterm.
Which stood in for homework as my weekly dose of ass-fucking.

Not that it's awful.
In fact, math homework is what I live for, between weekends.
Aside from being a huge, much-needed ravenous time-devourer, it is quite enjoyable.
One would hope so, seeing as it is my major and all.

So without discussion or math lecture, and without math homework, where am I to turn for pastimes?
Here is where:
-Ridiculous unnecessary grocery trips
-Inefficient routes about campus
-Stressing myself sick about calorie consumption
-Working out excessively
-Knitting
-Farmville
-Journaling

This week is lasting forever.


Wednesday, October 14, 2009

My photo'd-and-captioned weekend.

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A tangible manifestation of Farmville!


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This guy fell from the line.


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Halfway through straightening.


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Hip or something.


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My neighborhood = classy.


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@Stonewood


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@Stonewood


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Congratulate us a lot on our engagement.
Also note:
Smarties wrapper, the remnants of our postcoital snack of choice.




I started from scratch on my Accounting project yesterday.
I worked straight through from early afternoon to 10:30 pm.

And then I vomited in the bathroom.
Solid food deprivation paired with nine hours of intense concentration is not optimal for maintaining bodily functions.
Such as stifling vomit.

It wasn't even satisfying.
All that came up was black tea and warm yellow stomach vinegar.
That's all there was to come up.

And then I collapsed on my bed.
My eyes unfocused and refused to return to the world of distinct figures and detailed surfaces.

My roommate left and turned the light off, though I wasn't sleeping.
And I said. I mean I guess.

And fell asleep until 9 this morning.




I've crashed and burned so early this quarter.



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