Hello dear followers of Hannah,
Hannah will be leaving for France in around 9 hours(ish). It is almost 3:30am right meow. My job is to keep Hannah from falling asleep while packing. I think I’ve done a pretty good job, if I do say so myself! I made her do jumping jacks, slaps in the face, and even allowed for a short music break :) I feel like her mother. Haha. Well, that’s what friends are for. Even though I’m sleep deprived and feeling dead, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I love my beautiful best friend.
i know i just have psych student disease, but i feel like a schizo because i’ve been experiencing word salad and extremely mild and rare hallucinations over the span of this year. more word salad, though. and a lot of stuttering. it’s the stress and sleep deprivation.
ugh, i’m tired to the point of tears. bed. ten minutes.
and this is how i feel right now.
in a nonnegative way. not like junioryear, just like busybusybusytiredtiredstressed.
(Source: vanilla-daisies, via aurelle)
tired
but so glad i was able to see so many people that i adore all at once.
mmm. now i get to go to a million more tomorrow. and that’s not said sarcastically. but i may have alliterated accidentally. okay, that was failed assonance.
i’m done. this was lame.
i burnt my first cd tonight, but i’m just going to throw it away and burn one ofeverything for erin.
sirusly:
I lost it at Christopher Columbus. Oh fuck, so funny.
haha oh, jeez. i could take a few of these hints.
