I've got an empty wallet and a record cover...
So this is my first livejournal and I have NO CLUE what to do...I basically made this so I could find fics on mcrficfinder, but I figure I can use this whenever I feel like talking about myself and don't want to seem self-indulgent to people I actually know.
Right now its 12:35 am and I'm going to Montauk tomorrow to stay at my cousin's summer house, which I've been looking forward to for a really long time now, except now I'm learning about all this 'drama' down there that i really don't want to deal with. But whatever it should be fun. Even though we have to drive down my cousin's girlfriend that I've never met back from her grandpa's funeral which is THE MOST AWKWARD SITUATION I HAVE EVER BEEN A PART OF!!! Honestly. More awkward then the time some guy at a party started to hit on me by talking literally 3 inches away from my face about all of the instruments he played while reeking of beer. Which was pretty freaking uncomfortable, to say the least. I mean a football player/stereotypical popular asshole jerk knowing how to play the guitar, bass, drums, tambourine and the flute?! Yeah I don't think so, bud.
Wow I've just realized I've been paying pretty close attention to correct grammar/punctuation. And it looks strange and I feel like it makes me look a lot smarter than I am.
I guess I'll have more to say once I get back...and anyone who wants to friend me please do! Because I'm not even sure of how to do that...epic fail.
Right now its 12:35 am and I'm going to Montauk tomorrow to stay at my cousin's summer house, which I've been looking forward to for a really long time now, except now I'm learning about all this 'drama' down there that i really don't want to deal with. But whatever it should be fun. Even though we have to drive down my cousin's girlfriend that I've never met back from her grandpa's funeral which is THE MOST AWKWARD SITUATION I HAVE EVER BEEN A PART OF!!! Honestly. More awkward then the time some guy at a party started to hit on me by talking literally 3 inches away from my face about all of the instruments he played while reeking of beer. Which was pretty freaking uncomfortable, to say the least. I mean a football player/stereotypical popular asshole jerk knowing how to play the guitar, bass, drums, tambourine and the flute?! Yeah I don't think so, bud.
Wow I've just realized I've been paying pretty close attention to correct grammar/punctuation. And it looks strange and I feel like it makes me look a lot smarter than I am.
I guess I'll have more to say once I get back...and anyone who wants to friend me please do! Because I'm not even sure of how to do that...epic fail.