so, don't judge me

i acknowledge that i am 22, on the eve of my graduation into the working adult world and am now starting a blog. im over it. this shit is cathartic, right? yes, a point of reference for the future as my horrible memory continues to fail me.

today (alann, stab yourself in the eye with a rusty nail if you ever slip into daily-recap mode) i jacked off*, watched oprah, read a non-school related book finally deciding i should get out of bed. Then my roommate comes home to tell me that today he got to hold a still-beating human heart as he sat in on a surgery that would save the life of a 24 year old mother of three. And i thought, yes, the world is fair.

fuck, what's the date today?

here goes.



* prayed