March 2012
I have a headache and it’s putting me in a bad mood and I hate everything but I think I’m just tired. Sleep, here I come.
my day~
tumblr/other internet stuff
club meeting
class (which I probably could have skipped since another professor took over and he admits that he never takes attendance… and I’m 3 chapters head of the rest of the class…)
I saw Gone with my friend (who got me in free since she works there and it was a slow time for seeing movies ~ 2:30pm on a weekday)
I guess today was pretty...
February 2012
“If each man or woman could understand that every other human life is as full of...”
– William Allen White (via julie911)
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I have bad vision. I have to stare at someone’s face for a long time to figure out if it’s who I think it is if they’re more than a few feet away… people think I’m probably staring at them in a weird way …and if they’re waving at me, it takes me awhile to figure out that it’s someone that I actually know or if it’s not someone I know and...
acquaintance: so what kind of music do you listen to
me: uh
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It's so sad that "sleeping in" for me has become...
Bad boys...
I’ve been thinking about the topic of “bad boys” today since Big Bang’s song came out and honestly, I hate bad boys. I think I’m drawn to them… even though I don’t want to like them. It must be genetic because my dad was a “bad boy” (or maybe it’s true that we tend to go after people subconsciously that are like our parents) …and...
giving this writing thing a shot.
I have another blog and I don’t normally write on tumblr but here we go… I’m getting to the point where I feel like finding a relationship isn’t as important as it used to be to me. I’m a hopeless romantic and even now, I still am …I want to find that one person who will be my everything for the rest of my life but I know that I’m still young. I guess I...
Whenever I try to write my feelings, it doesn’t come out how I want it to. It always sounds better in my head and then when it comes out on paper or I type it out, I over-analyze it and censor myself and reword things. Sometimes I wish my thoughts could type themselves up and be released because writing doesn’t feel like much of an outlet when I can’t get it to come out the way I...
