Done Done Donesky

So I finally fucking finished my finals. That means no school until Monday July 6th...a lil over a week...I'm mentally exhausted and if I had the energy I'd probably become a cutter at this point.

All jokes aside though...I've known several "cutters" in my lifetime. They all seemed to cut for different reasons, but the same reason overall--it's difficult to explain. I don't get it, but hey whatever works for ya, you know...The moral of the story is that I decided a long time ago that cutting would never work for me.

I figured that if I was going to be a cutter, I'd want to hide the cuts, right? Well the best place to hide them would be my inner thighs and that just wouldn't work. I'm a big girl and my thighs rub together, therefore, I'd bleed to death because with the friction from walking, the cuts would continuously reopen and never heal. CRAZY.

I dont know which is worse, the fact that I openly admit to my thighs rubbing or the fact that this is the kind of shit that runs through my mind. (are ya'll catching on to the blog title now, I mean it's like a warning or disclaimer or something: Empty thoughts...definitely not intense stuff normally, lol)

Chewing

I have chewed the same piece of gum for so long today that it has literally sucked every ounce of spit out of my mouth and stored it somewhere else...what the hell? I need to drink more water and chew less gum...my jaw hurts.

Side note: the real bubbly new girl keeps coming into my office and talking to me for no apparent reason. The sad thing is she's a completely nice person, but the fact that she is like the mini me version of the member of management who urks the living shit out of me makes me want to just look at her and say, "Can you do me a favor and stop breathing please?" K, Thanks...

I'm such a bitch and I can't even help it. Super happy, cheery, bouncy, oh my gosh everything is wonderful, perhaps overly medicated on antidepressant people make me want to cut myself. Again, nothing against her...she seems like such a nice person...lol