University is about learning and doing different things. Not just in your classes (though those are a major part) but in the rest of your life as well. Some people adjust really well, some people don't and yet some more people try to make everyone have the same views as they do. It's the latter that bother me, they remind me of my step-father back ( Read more... )

ndag;hdW;GDSNKBVSG!!!!! *flails ( Read more... )

What are five things that I have to be grateful for this October that I didn't have last October? Or last year in general, for that matter ( Read more... )

I love ignorant people, really I do. I love people who think that they know what they're talking about when they really haven't a fucking clue about what happened. They hear sob stories and figure that's all there is. Newsflash, no it isn't. Not even my sob stories are all there is, only guess what? I admit it. Got a hug from Janna at work tonight ( Read more... )

Me: Have I ever mentioned that I love my cousins? ...only every day. They should have been my siblings!
Lee: Uhhhh, they pretty much are.
Me: Good point.
Jorie: *fanfics ( Read more... )

The goal of the girls with whom I am currently sharing the basement must be to be as loudly obnoxious and disgusting as possible. At first they were singing - and good at it - but now they're just acting... like juvenile guys ( Read more... )

Dear Girl In The Middle Row Who Sucks Up Every Class,

You are annoying all of us. Can you not see the glares that all the rest of us are giving you? Or at least feel them? Because seriously, if I was you then I am sure that I would have holes in the back and sides of my skull from all of the dirty/angry looks that I was getting. Do you really ( Read more... )

Grandma Joan skirting about my being a lesbian was amusing, yes ( Read more... )

I had a nightmare last night... like a nightmare that would be considered such by any normal person's standards. I was at home, only Kristen's room was in the basement and Kid's was off the living room. We wanted to go do something, apparently Kristen had a coffin that led somewhere and I was going to check it out with them, and my father decided ( Read more... )

What do dead hours mean? They mean SHUT THE HELL UP OR CLOSE YOUR GODDAMN DOOR IF YOU FEEL THE NEED TO TALK LOUDLY!!!!! And informing people of this apparently difficult to grasp concept of being quiet so that other people can study for their finals doesn't always work, because they go right back to talking at unnecessary volumes that you can hear ( Read more... )