Unhinged.. because of CHINESE CLUB

The responsibilities I've taken on at school are consuming my life. By responsibilities, I mean Chinese Club. Thank goodness I have Karen to share the burden with, but holy shit I should not have to spend so much time worrying about a stupid club. It pisses me off how little recognition our club gets when I know we work harder than most other "clubs."

My new stereo has allowed me to listen to music without turning on my computer. <3 I did 8 minute abs at around 10:30 and decided to go online to send the video to Eliza. That was a huge mistake. I was bombarded with IMs from people who had lots to tell me. There was also Karen who IMed me about Chinese club business. (I'm not going on AIM anymore! It's evil!) What I thought would be a short conversation about club evolved into a big hungry monster that took up nearly an hour of both our sleep times. I'm really bitter about all the stress I get from that club. I am SO not going to be an officer senior year. I'd rather sit back and watch how other people run things.

Van Hunt is my therapy at the moment. I hope Eliza, that busy-ass working-at-starbucks, finds time to read my blog and remembers to burn me a damn MP3 CD with all her wonderful hip-hop music. K COO THANKS. :) OH and Can you go with me to get my cartilage pierced this weekend? I want to get it over with

I need sleep. Why did I do this to myself? GRrrrr