February 2012
I am now 22. And it feels weird. When I was half this age, I thought I’d have my life figured out by now. Except I don’t at all. And I still look like I’m 16.
But that’s okay. Because I get two cakes tomorrow, Hu Hot, friends, and fuuunnnnn.
Going home for the weekend/my birthday tomorrow. I swear to god if this weekend is another repeat of the last two, it is not going to be pretty.
Never have I been more excited to move home in my entire life. I can’t wait to be able to see my best friends whenever I want.
Wooo I’m so glad I came home for the weekend to sit and watch my friends play video games all weekend while I sit here all weekend on my laptop all weekend and stare into space even though that’s all I do when I’m in Milwaukee anyways. And this is the second weekend in a row this has happened.
Awesome. Starting to think it’s not worth it for me to put the effort into...
January 2012
My phone autocorrects “cunt” to “Cynthia”.
I don’t know Cynthia… but apparently she’s a cunt.
I feel as though one is not allowed to complain about something all the time if they’re not willing to fix it themselves.
No ambition = no progress. Simple. It’s not rocket science.
Weighed myself yesterday because I’m busy with class all the time and don’t have time to make an actual meal (instead I eat like applesauce and fruit and quick stuff) and was curious as to how big of a fatass I’m not when I’m at school. Lost like 6 pounds. Bahaha. Just goes to show how much shit I eat when I’m at home and how much walking I don’t do when...
Hmm, how interesting. The extreme lengths people will go sometimes. I tell ya. Grow up.
tobenaked:
We kiss in our sleep a lot
Somehow our lips find each other, Collide into each other,
In the dark
Liberal-Antics: Look, vegetarian/vegan friends and... →
liberal-antics:
I’m not going to become a vegetarian/vegan. I love meat. I love dairy. I love eggs (do eggs fall into “dairy?”) I think it’s wonderful that you’ve made a life choice that is right for you. That’s great! However, trying to convert me is not going to work.
Do I love animals? Yes. I think cows and…
Amen, sistah.
I sit here and read my other personal, private blog, the blog I write everything in, every single day… the blog I write about what I did from the minute I woke up to the minute I went to bed… who I spent every hour with, what I ate, what the weather was like, because I never ever want to forget these things… posts from a year ago at this time, posts from a month ago at this time....
“80% of everyone is a huge piece of shit”
an accurate study done by me today jan 22 2012
It’s hard to forget how much this sucks… but I forgot how much this fucking sucks. I can’t freaking do this.
Saying goodbye is never easy. Especially when leaving people and places like this. And when I know I’m going back to a place I hate more than anything.
I don’t care that I start class tomorrow. I don’t care about the work that’s about to swamp over me. I just don’t want to be there. I want to be here… surrounded by people that care, people that go out of their...
Hmm. Vague, yet very specific.
Couldn’t care less.
Pet peeve:
Hypocrites.
Breathtaking Sky Color Palette Photography →
This has been my obsession lately.
Pet peeve:
When people don’t know how to prioritize.