Time out of mind must be heavenly

So, Joanna Morris has me almost completely convinced to stay at Hampshire and do a Div III. I guess sometimes advisors do advise.... Oy. My head just might explode, I've gone back and forth so many times. I just want something to be certain, for once. I just need to fucking make a decision.

Dear ridiculously expensive Kashi cereal,
You are not nearly as delicious as your price tag suggests. You let me down.
Thanks for nothing,
Me

I am so tired. My modmates and I are clearly on different sleep schedules, i.e. I like to sleep and they apparently don't.

I'm the boy that's gonna fall apart

I seem to be encountering very inconsiderate people lately. I also seem to be repeating my own mistakes. And thinking about both of these things seems to be severely hindering my ability to take a much-needed nap. Ugh.

I hate feeling like I've acted stupidly and naively, two qualities I try at all costs to avoid. I've been feeling stupid a lot this week.

Like like like like like a circus

Party in my mod last night. Fancy dresses and heels were worn, drinks were consumed in volume, strange boys' numbers were acquired. I of course spent the first 30 minutes in my room crying into my vodka, but, as it always does, said vodka eventually beat down that lame feelings-having fun-hater Lily and I proceeded to party my face off. Oh my god, so much booze. And so much hangover.

Chase you down until you love me

Oh hey, blog. Long time no see.

I decided I'm going to try to transfer to UMass for my last year. Working on my application now.

God, I love soup.