dear diary, mood; apathetic.im pretty sure my eyes resemble clams right now, im sooo tired. but, alas, its fine, im staying awake for a moment to write yet another pointless blog. i'd like to rant about a few minor details of my life; a: im developing dread locks in the back of my hair from lack of hygiene and care. b: i keep pulling my eyelashes out, which distresses me because i wasn't favored with many lashes to start with in life, they're pretty endangered as it is without me tugging tufts out when i get anxious. c: <-- that looks like a teeny smiley face. d: i feel bloated as sin. i finally know how those little kids from africa feel with the air bellies... anyway. apart from this, im feelin' fine. had a lovely weekend doing shit all and spending 80% of my time in bed with a male cypriot, and for once it wasn't a dream. anyway, i have college tomorrow so i should probably hit the hay and wake up with crusty dried dribble on my chops and my nasal passages stinging from snoring hard and fast all night long.
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