FML: the extended version

Sick. Woke up with a day plan and a massive migraine, but knew that the plan was so not gonna happen and went back to sleep. Woke up next at 4:15 P.M. Been holed up in apt. like hermit ever since. Made another in smart decisions series to visit a "kickback" down the hall (at least close?). Waded it out there til' 2 A.M., at which point I realized that D.S.T. kicked in. Made the mood-crashing announcement that it was now 3 A.M. Back in my room wiiide awake. Nothing on t.v. except infomercials because regular people don't have a death wish and are sleeping peacefully. At the point in the early morning where I ask myself how I'm not dead from insomnia + disgusting food intake (probably because I haven't completed this sublime college lifestyle with drink and smoke). "Romancing the 70s" infomercial is on with Tony Orlando who sports a molestache and reminds me of a film professor I once had. That's not even the saddest part: It's that I happen to know every cheesy love ballad that has come on and have been subconsciously mouthing the lyrics. (Don't shake your head, I will not buy 10-disc collection. With my parents' cds and mine combined, I probably have most of them anyway. Sure, I'd love to send them all to you to add to your itunes library!) New infomercial. I want
Have sudden urge to do what monster 1200 can do. Will watch the sun rise in a couple, then supposed to go hike at 10:30 A.M. and take a practice GRE in the afternoon (not). It's dead week, I am behind on everything as usual and still sick. Just took a ten minute moment to cook frozen grilled chicken strips and mixed vegetables along with some tomato soup. How great that I choose to consume a healthy, balanced meal at 4:45 A.M. Just remembered that I also have a ginormous tub of Nestle cookie dough in the fridge, thus, a 99.9% chance I will bake after finishing this post and eat cookies 'til sunrise. Finally, the usual: grandma still asks about non-existent bf, still poor, jobless, future?, homesick, yadda yadda yadda. FML

[ ] I agree your life is eff-ed. [ ] you deserved that one. [ ] You're cool! be my friend?



p.s. oh hey, grandma...BAM