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mommies mommies mommies
so this morning when i woke up well, okay, for one i was dreaming that martin luther king jr was giving a speech and then i wake up and it was just an angry homeless man screaming in the alley but for two, i felt this overwhelming compulsion to turn on BET (like i always do but not usually when i just wake up and my eyes are barely open and im still confused because mlk jr./the homeless balck man is shouting in the background) and guess what was on...?!?!?!? DROP IT LIKE ITS HOT snoop and pharrell YESSSS! so i jumped out of bed and started dancing. YAY FOR TODAY! what a wonderful way to wake up.
verdict: today will be wonderful.
good luck to me on my midterm :)
isnt this so nice--it makes me happy to read it:
"The little boat, drunken with this weight of water, reeled and snuggled deeper into the sea."
its almost as good as "...he lifts his hat ever so gracious and dainty, like it was the lid of a box that had butterflies asleep in it and he didnt want to disturb them..."
mmmm i love it when people are good at words. mmmmm.
soimnotcominghomeforthanksgivingagain
i dont know how to tell everyone from home that doesnt read this... and my family. DANG.
i will be home shortly after that though!! christmas is like no time away.
I LOVE IT
i missed apple picking a lot this year
i should go read souls belated je vous aime :)
xo.
-g.
oh yeah so i have been craving lamb for so long and so yesterday i was all about going down the street while i was on my break and getting lamb kabob and rice from the little place by park, like i was pumped about it. so i drink a little bit of wine at the theater (yayyyy drinking at work) and i go IN THE RAIN to the lamb store and they ARENT SERVING ANYTHING EXCEPT COLD WRAPS. i was like fuck that i dont want anything then and i walked out. i got back to work soaked and lambless. so sad.
readreadreadreadreading
oh, and next semester i signed up for : modern irish lit, british lit 2, french poetry and maybe creative writing assuming theres still room and i get the balls to do it. i get anxiety about sharing things though and i bet it will be a sharey kind of class. hm. im gonna try and sign up at least and if theres not room, it wasnt meant to be, heh.
kay bye for real.
drop it like its hot.
EDIT: so i tried to sign up for creative writing.. its full instead im doing 17th century lit.... i dont know how i feel about this especially since my entire life will be lit classes next semester... oh well, i like them.. im never going to do anything but read though... oh mannnn.
so this morning when i woke up well, okay, for one i was dreaming that martin luther king jr was giving a speech and then i wake up and it was just an angry homeless man screaming in the alley but for two, i felt this overwhelming compulsion to turn on BET (like i always do but not usually when i just wake up and my eyes are barely open and im still confused because mlk jr./the homeless balck man is shouting in the background) and guess what was on...?!?!?!? DROP IT LIKE ITS HOT snoop and pharrell YESSSS! so i jumped out of bed and started dancing. YAY FOR TODAY! what a wonderful way to wake up.
verdict: today will be wonderful.
good luck to me on my midterm :)
isnt this so nice--it makes me happy to read it:
"The little boat, drunken with this weight of water, reeled and snuggled deeper into the sea."
its almost as good as "...he lifts his hat ever so gracious and dainty, like it was the lid of a box that had butterflies asleep in it and he didnt want to disturb them..."
mmmm i love it when people are good at words. mmmmm.
soimnotcominghomeforthanksgivingagain
i dont know how to tell everyone from home that doesnt read this... and my family. DANG.
i will be home shortly after that though!! christmas is like no time away.
I LOVE IT
i missed apple picking a lot this year
i should go read souls belated je vous aime :)
xo.
-g.
oh yeah so i have been craving lamb for so long and so yesterday i was all about going down the street while i was on my break and getting lamb kabob and rice from the little place by park, like i was pumped about it. so i drink a little bit of wine at the theater (yayyyy drinking at work) and i go IN THE RAIN to the lamb store and they ARENT SERVING ANYTHING EXCEPT COLD WRAPS. i was like fuck that i dont want anything then and i walked out. i got back to work soaked and lambless. so sad.
readreadreadreadreading
oh, and next semester i signed up for : modern irish lit, british lit 2, french poetry and maybe creative writing assuming theres still room and i get the balls to do it. i get anxiety about sharing things though and i bet it will be a sharey kind of class. hm. im gonna try and sign up at least and if theres not room, it wasnt meant to be, heh.
kay bye for real.
drop it like its hot.
EDIT: so i tried to sign up for creative writing.. its full instead im doing 17th century lit.... i dont know how i feel about this especially since my entire life will be lit classes next semester... oh well, i like them.. im never going to do anything but read though... oh mannnn.