What Is This...

Gah, what sort of weird shit is this?? Today I make friends with a grad student in my cultural studies class who likes to talk a LOT (however, he proved to be extremely useful in helping me come up with my paper topic). When I'm finally sick of the talking on Facebook I go offline. Just before midnight, I get a text from HCB asking if I'm still alive...

Wait. What? He's texting me to see how I'm doing all because he hasn't heard/seen from me in a week? This is....well, this is new to me. For the most part.Which led my reaction to be "You bastard, you just made me go d'awwwww for showing concern for me!" D:

Gawd.

Bad Ideas at 3 AM

It's late. So very late. And I have studying to do still. Shit....

I've realized that I have a cap to giving a shit about things. Last week was stressful as hell, extremely stressful. Now that the week has come and gone, I've pretty much quit giving a shit and have started enjoying life a little.

Then again, I'm afraid that the past couple of days I've shot my mouth off far too often to my own liking, and about stuff that may have pissed some people off. Again, I don't really care, and besides, if they get to know me longer they'll see I'm not usually such a bitch.

But still. I'm borderline stressed as it is, I'm only going to get more stressed as the week goes on...and I really should get back to work so that the stress doesn't get even worse tonight. :/