moved.

moving is a bitch. honestly, managed to pack my room and get it all in the truck in 3 hours. I hadn't packed anything but my closet. skills. then has taken 13 hours so far to unload. I still have 3 1/2 boxes left. big boxes, grrr.

heated floors, stalker post, and more outlets make me happy. my room is yellow, supposed to be calming... hasn't worked so far. I can see the bus stop from my window. it's right outside te house. I can hear it go by loud and clear, along with anything else on the road. greeeeeat. but one if my roommates is adorable and super azn and the perfect azn girly voice. 

sooooo freaking tired. can't wait for hot stone massage tomorrow. gunna feel sooo bloody good. and SANTA!! 

my mom freaks out at everything just because she can. once the weekend's over, that stress alone can crush you flat. the nikki is off to lalaland. eat those tacos.  

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