My birthday is in four months and I am just piling up a mental note of all the gifts I want already. 

Weirdest sorry note ever:

Someone was being very strange towards me and realized I was not feeling it at all. I was just very creeped out and did not know how to respond sometimes…

So after realizing this he slid an envelope under my door with my name on it, inside was a post-it note saying “Sorry for being a weirdo. Enjoy!” and a joint. 

Seriously understand what he was doing trying to be nice and address it but this was so indirect but in your face I would rather have ignored everything and moving on. 

Starting my day off with a good smoothie then getting work done. It was nice seeing my brother yesterday, came up to visit for Spring Break,  he is staying with his best friend at Harvard. The party my roommate and I threw last night was successful. Really nice to see old friends and new faces too, people from other schools came one girl was from Fordham another few boys were from Babson.

Two hours of sleep

Two classes

Two meetings

One exam 

An assignment

This year is winding down fast and I am glad it is but this is too much. I am literally just looking forward to going home.

Literally do not understand why depressed boys fall for me because I don’t like no pussies bay. I got shit all figured in life and need someone to keep up not bring me down. So dissatisfying. Also if you are unhappy alone don’t think anyone can make you happy. 

When I was younger mother’s words of encouragement were, “You should eat her shit maybe then you would be half as smart as her”. This was mother’s tone and humor, of course all in a language so foreign it made me feel it louder than I could hear.  Well mother I got the message loud and clear…all I have to say few people should eat mine now I guess because I am the shit.

Possible interning for a photo-video productions studio that does high fashion advertising. They are willing to pay for my monthly metro card too and will see if I can get school credit. 

Stoked. Loving this life.

So brain dead.

Today after I finished editing the documentary, I just wandered around Harvard Square alone, talked on the phone with a friend and went shopping. I love the lovely alone time very much.