currently

[1]

i should be sleeping

but my current roommates insist upon partaking in "pre-white glove" which i never understood to begin with

i per usual have the living room -- which becomes dumping ground and i never get around to cleaning, my very own fridge -- i don't think i have ever cleaned one before + its probably real nasty, and i was supposed to clean the vanity, but roommate 3 cleaned it for me

you see there are only 4 of us, so we had to pick up the slack for 2 invisible flatmates

so being in b.room 1, i hear everything. it's like i am in the same room even when i am not. i hear their conversations. gay music. swishing cleaning products. demands. and giggles.

i don't appreciate it. because i want to go to bed.

i will clean in the morning.

roommates are usually inconsiderate. i am used to it. however the current ones seem this way extra-ly.

i am excited to live in my house. with a room far away from noise. and people whom, when bothering me, i can lovingly tell to quiet down and don't usually stay up 'til all hours cleaning. where i don't have deadlines for cleaning. there's a reason why they call it ::home.sweet.home::



[2]

interneting

blog stalking which begins to consume me

looking for housing and jobs in portland -- not quite ready for that endeavor

blogging, otherwise




[3]

procrastination of all things having to do with school. homework. projects. papers.




[4]

just got an e.mail.

yes. and e.mail.

from a boy. it made my heart skip a beat.

he called me beautiful.

we don't text. we don't even have each others phone numbers.

i'm graduating.

the end.




[5]

dreaming of all the senior photoshoots that will take place in californ-i-a



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