Post-Mannheim Syndrome. As in, I can't wait to get as far away from this place as possible. The symptoms are all the same as PMS: the insane stress levels, the upset stomachs, the feeling like you want to bite everyone's head off....the cravings for ice cream and other sweets....
Ah, the end of the school year. Don't we love it.
Right now, as my turkey burger sizzles away on the stove, I sit here, typing this instead of my homework, and thinking about all I have left to do. Here's me ignoring it.
It is so hard for me to do ANYTHING right now, let alone the project, two papers, and finals I'm supposed to be working on. Ugh. I don't even want to talk about it, that's how dead my brain is.
We got third in soccer Europeans. Whooo us. Tia's birthday party is this weekend, so I think I'll go workout or something now so I can fit in my swimsuit for it. Adam's going to be there...
In the last Lost episode I watched, the one before the season finale, Charlie made a list of the five best things that had ever happened to him in his life, because he thought he was going to die, and wanted his girlfriend to know that she was the best thing that ever happened to him. After nearly crying over how heartbreaking that was, I began to wonder. What are the five best things that have ever happened to me??
I will get back to you guys on that...but what do you think?
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That is hard.
That is so hard.
They haven't been "events" that have been good. It's been people. It's been survival. It's been being fortunate enough to have a good life, good grades, friends, and a safe community. It's been happiness with little speed bumps instead of suckiness with small oasises.
Yeah. Life is okay.
i know!! I can't think of anything except"I met you, and I met you, and you and you and you...."
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