GONNA LEARN ME A BOOK

Spent most of the weekend hanging out with Matt and ignoring my responsibilities. We managed to terrify the pants off a Pizza Hut employee when we walked into the shop and "Big Daddy" was playing on the LCD screen and Matt quipped "OMG IT'S HIM!" to which I replied "HOLY SHIT IT'S JON STEWART GHDKGSAKD!" Then we just kinda fangirled for a while over a much younger Daily Show host's failed acting career as the chick behind the counter gave us weird looks. That said, it was a damn good pizza.

Today was a little cringe-worthy- I have what is essentially a marketing lecture followed by another subject which discusses how what I was just told is crap. If you replace the last panel of this comic with me sitting in class, it's pretty much accurate. I really have no idea how I'm going to survive the horrible content being crammed down my throat this semester without snorting something. Unfortunatley all I have are packets of Cup-a-Soup and the noodles hurt my nostrils.

I hope all you Uni-goers have adjusted your sleep patterns accordingly. I know I haven't.

Hopeless

I'm not in a good place at the moment.

I think I'll just... go to bed for a while. So goddamn tired. So sick to my stomach over journalism. I feel like a child peering out from beneath their blankets at something horrible. Sometimes I just wish my car would swerve into a pole and I wouldn't have to deal with any of this. Sometimes I just don't know how I'm supposed to deal with the future.