Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
He prayeth best, who loveth best
No one is capable of understanding that I am incapable of being in a relationship. I don't know why that's so hard to get but apparently it is. I absolutely love the idea of dating and marriage and all that, but when it comes down to it, I am so unprepared for any type of commitment that's it actually laughable. Like, I tell people that going into a relationship and it's always, "no, I've got it. It won't be like that this time." But it always is. Always.
As the common denominator, I think I know the situation best. Sadly.

I so so so so so so so can tell when you lie!
I'm not retarded, thanks. I can't stand anything more than someone who lies to me, actually. The thing is, people take advantage of it because I won't call them out on it, but I know they're doing it. Ugh, and then try to act like nothing is going on by being SUPER nice. Fuck that noise. I ain't stoopid.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
A month yesterday
Til graduation.
So sick of Barack's bullshit. Way to copy Rosario Murillo's speech. Idiot.
Little more than a month til Europe. Thank god.
Even Bush didn't have this many protesters in his first 100 days.
So sick of Barack's bullshit. Way to copy Rosario Murillo's speech. Idiot.
Little more than a month til Europe. Thank god.
Even Bush didn't have this many protesters in his first 100 days.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Ugh

Being sick blows, and I made funny faces the entire time during prom. I've been making a LOT of play lists lately. I can't figure why it's 'fun' for me, but it's definitely therapeutic.
I really love the song "Sometime Around Midnight" by The Airborne Toxic Event. Thank goodness 102.9 changed it's format to Alt., because otherwise I would have never heard it. But it's a reallllly great song. :)
I've got a pretty bad Icee habit going now. The gas station people look at me like I'm crazy. Ha.
This time change "spring forward" crap has cut my day down. Granted, I was going to wake up late anyways, but still...
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