Breaking Bad

Day 03 — Your favourite television program



HOLA, D.E.A.

Aaja

got static on the satellite phone
gotta get you safe at home
gotta get you somewhere warm
so you get me all alone










Day 02 — Your favourite song



(these are not consecutive days. more like updates instead of days)



I want it to be summer. I don't want to be in school.
I'm almost done reading Needful Things. I like stephen king. he's a great writer, even if he is a little bit of weirdo. I'd love to be as rich as him from writing horror novels. what a wonderful life that would be.
I feel like painting, but I'm a horrible artist.
maybe I'll go make horrible art.

can you hose me down with holy water when I get too hot?

I think I'm one of those assholes who gets seasonal depression. now that it's warm and bright outside I'm incredibly cheerful. this is hopefully a permanent step in a positive direction.



(ps) found this on tumblr. I think it's a good idea., so here's my favorite movie (though it's hard to chose)





Day 01 — Your favourite movie
Day 02 — Your favourite song
Day 03 — Your favourite television program
Day 04 — Your favourite book
Day 05 — Your favourite quote
Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 — A photo you took
Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 — A fictional book
Day 14 — A non-fictional book
Day 15 — A fanfic
Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 — A talent of yours
Day 20 — A hobby of yours
Day 21 — A recipe
Day 22 — A website
Day 23 — A YouTube video
Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 — Your day, in great detail
Day 26 — Your week, in great detail
Day 27 — This month, in great detail
Day 28 — This year, in great detail
Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 — Whatever tickles your fancy

life is good

oh god this blog is hilarious. I go back and forth so often. whatever.
so I had a good long phone conversation with luke. I won't go into detail because a) it'll take too long and b) this is a public blog and that would just be too much, but we had a good talk, and I'm very glad it happened. I'm probably happier/more at ease right now because of that than I've been in months.
I also cleaned the apartment and ordered a cap gun pistol on ebay today.
life is good.

(ps) this is how I feel about life

kirsten's-life-the-comic chapter 1, in which I lock my keys in the car; starring me as myself and jack as the true harry potter

me: "d'you get the keys?"
jack: "yeah"

jack: "ok, I have to go, do you have the keys?"
me: "I thought you had them."

"get the vice grips!"
"shit!"
"do we have a coat hanger? maybe matson has a coat hanger."

me: "someone's going to arrest us."
jack: "I don't think this is working."

handy-dandy-fireman: "hey, you guys locked out?"
jack: "yes! yes! awesome!"
me: "thank god we're white."
jack: "no foolin'"

fuck everything

Sometimes I hate college. I know I'm smart. I know I know this stuff. I know all the answers to the PRS questions in biology, I've read the whole book, I know all the information by heart, so then WHY THE FUCK did I get a 60 on the exam? what is wrong with me? I would blame it on the exam but I mean, that doesn't change anything, I'm still going to fail a class that I KNOW ALL OF THE INFORMATION FOR BETTER THAN MOST PEOPLE IN THE CLASS just because I can't take a fucking test. God damnit.

I wish I could apply to a morgue/crime lab and say,
"ok, I know I don't have a college degree or good grades, but ask me anything you want about the human body/the process of death and decomposition/illness and disease/neurotoxins and poisons/psychoactives/etc and I'll prove that I'm suited to work here."

but the world doesn't work that way.


(ps) FUCK THE HICCUPS.

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I'm sitting on the floor in the back of mahar waiting for my class to start.
It's 10:56, my class is at 12:20.
The class that's currently in here is some class on racism, the professor keeps walking through the isles and getting close to me and it makes me uncomfortable.

I diagnosed a woman with hyperthyroidism today in lab.