French brutally raped me. I'm not joking. I'll be lucky to, y'know, pass the class. And then I ran to Phonetics, where I was sorta late for a quiz that totally killed me. (Seriously, I KNOW that shit, I just make tons of mistakes). And then I went back to my room and ate large quantities of potato chips, because shoveling shit into my mouth is the only thing that makes me feel better nowadays.
A came to check out the room & to have me fill out some paperwork a while ago. If things work out, he'll be moving in on Fridayish. Here's hoping he's a better roommate than the rancid cunt from last year!
I kind of want to see the movie Shortbus. Not because it'll be sex on the big screen, but because I like the idea of sex being used as a symbol--a sort of expression of life, I guess. Does that make sense? I sure hope so. I wouldn't want to sound like a PERVERT or anything. lolllzlzl.