uconn spring weekend.

this is not a post about spring weekend, it's a post during spring weekend.

my room fucking stinks.

i've been cleaning for about an hour now, and theres no end in sight.

and the room still fucking stinks.

got 2 more weeks of uconn.

then i come home.

i feel like it'll be a relief at first, but i will come to hate it.

i really need some money, though.

and hopefully i will get a job this summer.

ugh.

in other news, i'm going to be really pissed if i get mono from somebody.

that would really fuck up these last two weeks for me.

really.

i don't think i'll be drinking for the rest of the semester.

partly because of finals, partly as a test of self control.

setting goals for yourself is a cheap way to feign motivation

because it doesn't matter whether you do them or not.

all that matters is that you try.

that's an expression that i really hate.

"well, at least you tried..."

that's bullshit. most of the time if you fail at sonething, it really wasn't worth your time anyway.

and what about when you succeed without trying. i mean, shit.

and once again i find myself at the end of a post and having to face the disgusting horror of my bathroom. there's also some bitches that need straightening out. bitch. needs. get. straight. out.

thanks for destroying my campus leefers, i loved it.

-Jizzy T