Hold your head up you silly girl.
I'm always thirsty!
My question of the day is:
Why don't girls that attend MSU flush the toilet when they are finished with their business? AND. Why do they leave the bathroom without washing their hands? I will never know.
The other day I was on the bus on my way to Economics when it started to downpour. I had to get off the bus and walk a little ways to get to Wells Hall, so I wasn't really looking forward to swimming along in the tsunami. The bus approached my stop and off I stepped. I walked for a few seconds when this guy with an umbrella came up behind me and asked "Hey, are you going to Wells?"
"Why, yes I am!" I replied.
"Well, here! Why don't you just walk with me so you don't get soaked." !!!! !!!!!!!!
HOW NICE.
IS THAT?????
THAT'S REALLY NICE.
Sometimes I lay awake at night and think.
Should I really be dreading my birthdays already? I turned 19 this year and I can honestly tell you.. it was the first birthday where I WASN'T excited to be turning a year older. I feel like I'm having a mid-life crisis already. I feel like I'm still 14 (I mean, come on, I still look it).. but I'm not nearly as happy as I was at that age. Is this really what it feels like to be older? If it is, I don't want any part of it.
I keep having dreams about you.. and at the end of every one of them you're always PISSED. At me.
I don't think I will ever stop feeling guilty.
Space is expanding.
I think I might want to become a writer. Like, a children's book writer. I don't think I'm any where near talented enough to write a novel. But.. a children's book writer. And illustrator. Or maybe a graphic designer.
My tummy hurts :(
I'M SO DEPRESSING MAKE ME STOP WRITING. I'M REALLY NOT SAD AT ALL. I'M REALLY EXCITED FOR THIS WEEKEND AND WE MIGHT GET LITTLE BANJO A BROTHER. SHE'D LOVE THAT, THAT CRAZY, CRAZY tiny dog.
I would like to name him Paul.
<3<3<3
My question of the day is:
Why don't girls that attend MSU flush the toilet when they are finished with their business? AND. Why do they leave the bathroom without washing their hands? I will never know.
The other day I was on the bus on my way to Economics when it started to downpour. I had to get off the bus and walk a little ways to get to Wells Hall, so I wasn't really looking forward to swimming along in the tsunami. The bus approached my stop and off I stepped. I walked for a few seconds when this guy with an umbrella came up behind me and asked "Hey, are you going to Wells?"
"Why, yes I am!" I replied.
"Well, here! Why don't you just walk with me so you don't get soaked." !!!! !!!!!!!!
HOW NICE.
IS THAT?????
THAT'S REALLY NICE.
Sometimes I lay awake at night and think.
Should I really be dreading my birthdays already? I turned 19 this year and I can honestly tell you.. it was the first birthday where I WASN'T excited to be turning a year older. I feel like I'm having a mid-life crisis already. I feel like I'm still 14 (I mean, come on, I still look it).. but I'm not nearly as happy as I was at that age. Is this really what it feels like to be older? If it is, I don't want any part of it.
I keep having dreams about you.. and at the end of every one of them you're always PISSED. At me.
I don't think I will ever stop feeling guilty.
Space is expanding.
I think I might want to become a writer. Like, a children's book writer. I don't think I'm any where near talented enough to write a novel. But.. a children's book writer. And illustrator. Or maybe a graphic designer.
My tummy hurts :(
I'M SO DEPRESSING MAKE ME STOP WRITING. I'M REALLY NOT SAD AT ALL. I'M REALLY EXCITED FOR THIS WEEKEND AND WE MIGHT GET LITTLE BANJO A BROTHER. SHE'D LOVE THAT, THAT CRAZY, CRAZY tiny dog.
I would like to name him Paul.
<3<3<3