March 2011
my room is a mess.
yet i’m on tumblr. i should probably clean it. but i know i’m going to read college problems and go to bed. let’s be honest. i can clean tomorrow between japanese, lunch and art crit. hmph.
When guys wear that one cologne where all you want...
lmao stewie’s faceee.
“I’m sorry if I’ve made your life more complicated. I’m sorry for a lot of...”
– Carter Webb, In The Land Of Women
must take. classes in my major.
sat down today and contemplated what classes to take next semester. i have everything drawn out, i just. am very confused.
i planned to finish my GEs at CUNY Baruch this summer, but it’s irritating me that baruch hasn’t put summer courses online yet. how am i supposed to register for those, and then register for my actual classes next fall. assuming that next fall occurs.
this sucks....
PLANS?
april, i hope to have you planned the fuck out so i’m not running all over the place, trying to figure out what i’m doing with my life.
wednesday - GET MY LIFE TOGETHER. this entails unpacking, cleaning my closet and maybe doing all the laundry i’ve put off. doing some homework would be nice too. hah. nice.
clean sweep that afternoon. community service, argh.
thursday, pool....
aw, he’s such a good father.
#92. learn how to rollerskate.
yeah, getting up without licks and kisses will do...
for someone who grew up without them, and thus. should be used to living without them, everytime i get back to new paltz after bing, i always miss the pets. i miss being woken up by their grossly warm tongues and cute little eyes. it’s reassuring to wake up to something alive and happy to see you. not to roll off of your loft bed and stumble around, getting dressed and procrastinating...
“I miss the boys who would get protective, who would instinctively piss on...”
– Ryan O’Connell
some people just never
work out. this time, we’re those people.
potential trip to pakistan this summer.
but part of me would rather just see the same old sights, walk the same old bridges and sleep in the same old room. i miss my bad influence friends. i feel like i’ve been too good for too long.
there’s a part of me that will always love sitting in a speeding car with a guy i don’t trust, roaring down the belt parkway. college boys ain’t got nothing on my badboys.
one thing i miss about home,
among a million other things.
is the way i can get away with dressing unconventionally. while there’s a level of unconventionality that is appropriate in new paltz, there’s no place to try new things like the city. it’s a calling, haha.
i never left the house without makeup on, never got weird looks for wearing heels to class, none of that. but coming upstate has me resorting...
Suddenly, all I can think about are the things I...
“If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give with any certainty...”
– Charles Ryder, Brideshead Revisited
writer's block, i've kicked your ass.
or not.
it ended with a bang. fueled by eminem. it would be eminem. story of my life.
filled twelve pages. but now i’m just worried it’ll come back. i feel like. when other girls get stressed, they don’t get their periods. i get writer’s block. fucking a.
hopefully it wasn’t a once in a blue moon thing. i don’t think i can have a breakdown everytime i put a...
“We dated for 2 years. He was the love of my life, and I was his. But we broke up...”
– Anonymous
Thumb Prints Save The Date
omg. i wanttt.
home.
i just want to be able to go home. i want to sit on the couch upside down and read a book. i want to wake up at 2 in the afternoon and eat my mom’s cooking. i want to watch a sad movie with my little sister and cry like a bitch. i want to be called thumbtack, short, faiqer, obnoxious and all the other crazy nicknames. i want to be able to play big sister again. i want to be daddy’s...
fuhRYEday.
can we please get to friday. i just want to be able to sleep and not have to set an alarm because i have to wake up for class. that is really all i want.
went from not sleeping for 60 hours to not being able to wake up, even after 10 hours of sleep. not healthy.
