Stream of Consciousness

My Stream of Consciousness:

Midterms are kicking my ass. Enough writing about philosophy and Shakespeare. Enough studying business ethics that are pure logic. I am ready to go out into the world and use the knowledge that I have acquired during the past 15 years.

I am not a noble person and I am not brave.

Last week I noticed 3 bumps on my shoulder, collar bone, and chest. A few days later they started to itch and swell up. I think a spider was sleeping with me. Gross. Today the collar bone bump itched so bad that I scratched and scratched until it bleed. I hope people don't think that I have zits on my chest.

Now my face and neck are itchy. It feels like a spider is crawling all over me...except I am well aware of the fact that it is hair.

I used to have a nice A line...but it grew out and now I just have some odd, uneven bob. I should get my hair cut but I only have 20 dollars.

I write song quotes on money. I hope that admitting this on line does not get me carted off to jail...it is a federal offense (at least I think it is...) But, I want to spread the word about a good song and the fastest way to be sure something is discovered is with money. Money is always circulating. I hope someone finds my money and looks up the lyrics/song.

My eyes are tired but I need to study for a test.

I ate a pint of ice cream today. I am lactose intolerant. I have another pint in the freezer...I will probably eat that tomorrow.

Ben and Jerry...you ruined my life. Thanks to you, I am chubby and I can poop through a screen door (my dad says shit through a screen door when he has the runs...for some reason I find it hilarious).