The not emotional version of the New Years Post
This is for those of you who don't want to read my ridiculous other post.Post the first sentence from the first post of each month:
January:
I think my crooked tooth is cute damnit
February:
god i'm ill. 103 fever=no fun.
March:
so i'm home, after the two flights from hell
April:
I am Hannah's intense fear of normalcy
May:
I am below the Mason-Dixon Line and trying to decide whether or not I am happy about it.
June:
I had a dream that someone raped me with a gun and then shot it.
July:
okay guys, so it is thursday. (this was me beginning the summer of homelessness)
August:
It's been fun here though I have to admit Peter's mom scares the living shit out of me.
September:
Tonight I went to see Across the Universe.
October:
I'm a bit lonely right now. But that's okay. I'm kind of used to it.
November:
My boyfriend is playing the Lion King video game instead of writing his research paper.
December:
I like my tea yellow. Like my men.
January:
I think my crooked tooth is cute damnit
February:
god i'm ill. 103 fever=no fun.
March:
so i'm home, after the two flights from hell
April:
I am Hannah's intense fear of normalcy
May:
I am below the Mason-Dixon Line and trying to decide whether or not I am happy about it.
June:
I had a dream that someone raped me with a gun and then shot it.
July:
okay guys, so it is thursday. (this was me beginning the summer of homelessness)
August:
It's been fun here though I have to admit Peter's mom scares the living shit out of me.
September:
Tonight I went to see Across the Universe.
October:
I'm a bit lonely right now. But that's okay. I'm kind of used to it.
November:
My boyfriend is playing the Lion King video game instead of writing his research paper.
December:
I like my tea yellow. Like my men.