Tonight, Erika and I (still drunk Hazel) drink heavily to deal with recent pains. I just got rejected, and while people say that it’s not my fault, i can’t help but think that I’m the one that fucked it up hard core. I’m sorry this isn’t fun, but I’m really kind of hanging onto the fact that he said that he liked me and we should take it slow and be friends for a while… maybe meaning that later we wouldn’t just be friends? I don’t think it was just a rebound, but maybe it is. I’m honestly more upset than our ending than me and my ex ending things… I’m just kind of in a state of hating myself. Maybe this means I can just have more drunk slutty sex and focus more on school? Yet I still don’t feel good. I feel drunk, but no where near good. Anywho, here are the rules to the criminal minds drinking games, although I don’t think they give enough enough opportunities to drink… Just wanna hide away forever
We love Eugene (usually) and have grown accustomed to the rain, but the transition from summer sun to constant, monotonous grey is never easy. The seasonal shift really began today, and the rain has started. Help.
We’ve been sheltering in the apartment and drinking tea. We mustered up the motivation to do some living room yoga this morning (our idea of morning being around 1pm) but we’ve since devolved to Netflix (shameless Criminal Minds binging). We love days where we don’t have to feel guilty about not going outside.