The boy I was in love with in the 8th grade came into my work today with his dad ( Read more... )

FUCKFUCKFUCK ( Read more... )

Can we discuss how I just bought luggage today and need to basically wash everything I own and still somehow manage to shove it into this dinky (but fucking cute) suitcase ( Read more... )

I feel awful ( Read more... )

This isn't true. I've really just had an awful end to the day which has polluted my thoughts on this weekend. Everything I write in this post will be completely biased and not nearly as bad as I make it out to be. It will be twisted in the worst possible light. However, I feel as though I can get away with this because no one I know, knows or cares ( Read more... )

So I'm crossing the whole "get drunk at least twice" thing off the list. I've decided that living life is just not worth it. I'm terribly embarrassed and gosh- still a bit queasy. Which is just ridiculous because how in the world can a hang-over last more than 24 hours? That's just stupid ( Read more... )

This is my decision. It's final. (Until next week when I want to be a linguist, that is ( Read more... )

The boy who tricked me into a date doesn't like my best friend ( Read more... )

The above title is to be sung to the tune of that First Kiss song that K$sha features in. I can't remember who sings it ( Read more... )

So. A few years ago for Christmas I got a video camera. My parents and cute and don't really know what they're doing when buying electronics (in my personal opinion that is)and couldn't ask me what I wanted in a camera because it was supposed to be a surprise. This is where everything began to go downhill ( Read more... )