November 15, 2008
You might not be his first, his last, or his only. He’s cared about someone else before and possibly will again-but if he cares for you now; then what else matters? He’s not perfect and you aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He is probably not going to quote poetry. He might not be thinking about you every second of the day. But he will give you a part of him that he knows you can break. So don’t hurt him, don’t change him and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t over analyze, smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him whenever he’s not there
Filed under Animals, Life, Love, Pictures
Tags: Boyfriend, Dating, Girlfriend, Image, Life, Love, Penguin, Personal, Poetry, Relationships
November 14, 2008
I have been re-watching the entire Gilmore Girls series with my roommates, its been wonderful. I love the characters in that show. While watching an episode from season 7 something really interesting happened..
Rory (the main character) is talking to a man who works for the New York Times. He is asking her how she likes her job as editor at the Yale Daily News
Rory: “It’s fun, I get to give myself the best pieces to write. Actually I just got to interview Barack Obama”
NYT Guy: “Really? I hear he might run for president in 2008, did he say anything about that?”
Rory: “I actually asked him about that and he said no comment, but I saw a sparkle in his eye”
This was written in 2006. It’s crazy how things turn out.
Filed under Celebs, Entertainment, Life, News, TV
Tags: 2006, 2008, Barack Obama, Celebrities, Life, President, Show, TV
November 13, 2008
I had a long night which led to a rough morning. I laid in bed thinking there is no possible way I could make it to my 9:30 Liberal Art/Political Science/History class. I tried getting up but just ended up laying down on my floor for a half an hour. Then the thought of my perfect attendance being ruined was too much for me to handle so I forced myself up off the floor.
With little time to get ready at this point and still feeling extremely under the weather I took a quick shower and got ready. With only 5 minutes of time left before I had to leave for class the only thing I had to do was my hair…
That’s when I realized it..
I had forgotten to rinse out my conditioner. My hair was greasy, crunchy, and hard in some places. I did not have time to get back in the shower and I had done too much work getting myself out of bed to just give up. So I did the only thing I could have done in that situation. I wore a baseball hat. My outfit was fabulous, giant hoodie and a baseball hat with the letters “FU” in big red letters on it. Someone told me I looked like a boy, someone else came up to me and asked me why I was dressed the way I was.
Right now I am feeling better but I am also feeling like a big sack of ugly and I need compliments stat.
November 10, 2008
I packed, I loaded up a truck, I unloaded, I unpacked, and now it’s official, I’ve moved. Couple months ago actually this post is just delayed.
At all hours of every day there is a train, right outside my window. I’ve gotten used to it but it sounds a lot like a roller coaster. So much so I have had quite a few roller coaster dreams/amusement park dreams. It’s a good thing I like roller coasters.
The total strangers are not strangers anymore, we met now we are roommates. We get along very well. I am pretty happy with the bunch there are 3 other girls besides me and an invisible cat who is on a diet. Everyone is really nice. My bathroom is super cute and it smelled like plastic when I first moved in but thankfully that scent faded and it’s always clean. The other bedrooms are not as cool as mine. I would love to share photos of my adorable bedroom with you but I am being mean, no pictures today. One day I’ll post pictures of my whole place up but for now I’ll leave you with this…
It looks like a prison light or the kind of light you would see on a ship but it is neither. It’s my bedroom light in all it’s ghetto looking glory.
Filed under Life, Pictures
Tags: Blog, College, Dorm, Image, Life, Personal, Picture, RollerCoaster, Room, Roommates
November 6, 2008
There is a boy in my class who is an moron. I am not being mean either, he is the dumbest kid I’ve ever met. He is the kind of kid who leans too far back on his chair and falls over in the middle of class. The kid who tries to change the grade the professor gave him thinking she won’t notice. The kind of kid who barks like a dog at people in public.
In class the other day this pathetic excuse for a student decided to sit next to me. Great. I love sitting next to morons. This is how it went…
I am sitting quietly in the front row listening to the professor lecture
Moron- Pssst!
I ignored him
Moron- pssst! hey you! Look at my granola bar
I ignored him
Moron- JUST LOOK AT MY GRANOLA BAR
I looked. I Nodded than looked away.
Moron- Look how many nuts are in my granola bar, it’s driving me nuts
I ignored him
Moron- LOOK at the nuts in my granola bar!
I looked. No comment.
Moron- Listen to me chew. It’s so loud
Then he chewed in my ear.
How the hell is this moron in college? How does he dress himself every morning? Stupid people never cease to amaze me.
