i'm going to throwww myself off of a bridge.

oh. my. God.

day #1 of reading week, and I'm already scrawling suicidal notes as titles on my blog.

here's my dilemma. everyone (though there are precious few exceptions) of my TO friends are either one of the following :

a) On vacation for the entire week.

b) Gone home for the entire week.

c) Going clubbing all week long.

I can do none of these. a) and b) make sense though, simply because they're both very financially demanding. but c)'s not too hard; my main obstruction there is that I don't have a fake I.D. - I've been waiting for over a month now for this precious piece of identification. Rachel's boyfriend - (Rachel: girl from Rhode Island who lives on my floor) - has taken forever to cough up this precious tool. I was supposed to receive it "at latest" this past Sunday night... which I did not. (alas why this past Sunday night was simply awful.)

his excuse was that "the government mailed his new G license to his Thorne Hill residence."

upon learning this news, I smiled politely and said, "that's OK."

in my mind, I was screaming: "COULN'T YOU HAVE MAILED IT TO ME DURING THE WEEK? I'M SO DESPERATE! MY BIRTHDAY'S IN NOVEMBER! I'M PRACTICALLY A FETUS!!! PLEASE! Otherwise, my week's going to be (according to my mother) "a lovely week of productivity and relaxation." I'M 18 YEARS OLD, NOT 49! PLEASE, I'LL PAY FOR THE STAMPS! SWEET LORD"

but obviously, I couldn't say such a thing. I really hope Rachel doesn't read this, I'd be mortified. I'm not mad at anyone, and obviously these circumstances are pretty much uncontrollable, I understand. but I'm frustrated, and that's how I'm feeling right now.

today's been pretty sweet so far nontheless. I worked out like a BITCH this morning at the RAC. like, holy FUCK. wow. and then I had a super-duper-healthy lunch, followed by two and a half hours at the library, reading and finishing my Spanish work. so , don't accuse me of being unproductive, else I'll slit your throat.

ok doke then! oh, and last night, I had dinner @ "The One" last night with Ash before she left for Burlington for her mom's 50th surprise birthday, it should be quite the affair! and right, then I watched "Napoleon Dynamite" for the VERY FIRST TIME with Tina in the ILLC, lovely! and then I came back here to Pitman for a drunken evening with Tia - well, I wasn't "drunk," simply happily buzzed. lovely.

sooooo that's enough from me. to be frank, I'm really depressed right now, this sucks ass.

joel