These are my confessions
Slip my mind the last two times
Silly me, so now I gotta give you part three of my confessions --Weird Al ( Read more... )

"Tired" is a good word. It's a good thing I like it, because I hear it so much. "I'm tired." "I've never felt this tired in my life." "How can one be this tired and still alive at the same time." And this is just my own internal diamonologue. Tired tired tired. Combined with a shoulder slump and bruise-colored bags under the eyes, it gets the point ( Read more... )

Okay but seriously, I hate Borat.

Butley: I don't have any legitimate students. They're all bastards ( Read more... )

English Quite Bright ( Read more... )

With all that said, the greatest piece of advice I give is be sure you fit these two characteristics: ABSOLUTELY love NYC
Check.
...and KNOW what you're going to do in life.
Double check.
...Independence is a must at NYU. Period.
Aight, yo. Let's kick it.
(AKA, Brianne ain't nothin' but a number.)

Who wants to hear my rant on why Borat sucks?

2nite
i am applying to kollij
for teh lulz!!11!!!
omgwtfbbq
uhoh
*stab*

hApPy HaLlOwEeN evry1!!!!

I LOVE PURPLE VIOLET. IT IS A REALLY GREAT COLOR TO WEAR AS A ROBE.
ALSO BOBCATS. BOBCATS ARE THE BEST ANIMALS EVER. ALTHOUGH I THINK IT'S ACTUALLY A LYNX.
ALSO WASHINGTON SQUARE PARK IS REALLY REALLY NEAT.
*sells soul*

A couple of days ago we went to the Rita's on 110 for a post-buttkicking Misto. The lady on line in front of me rode up to the window on her bicycle. That's cool; it's one of the neat things about the Rita's kiosks. She asks about the fat content of the custard, so the dude hands her a laminated card that's kept by the window for just such an ( Read more... )

You guys, Belmont tomorrow. I'm riding Pugsley 'cause he matches Faith. HAHAHAHAH.
Yeah. Crap.
(Does anyone from the barn actually read this anymore?)