There’s this Greek place I really like in the city and I don’t freaking know but the food is perfect and it makes me want to throw myself off of a cliff into an ocean of orange soda, because the spot is so cute and the guys that work there are so freaking drop dead gorgeous. I have no idea mgdfjgfd but they make me completely lose control of my own person, whether it’s the way they talk// the attitude/// the world will never know, but shit that place is great.
I’m just going to refund my Leaky registration next weekend, and do very strange things with it to console my sad and achey heart.
Who can’t find a minimum wage paying job???? in four months????
This girl, right the fuck here.
I always find it weird that the kids that I hangout with in school are all into fairly nerdy things, but we can still feel isolated in our interests amongst eachother. A lot of the specific things we’re into don’t at all overlap. While I’m all about Harry Potter, Supernatural, and Wizard rock, another friend is seriously into Marvel, Sherlock, and fan fiction. The majority of our other homies are all about LoTR, Star Wars, and Game of Thrones. iDk iDk IDK
It’s reached the point in the year where I can realllly feel summer and my stomach is a constant mix of rumblys from excitement and a tinge of sadness b/c I’d love a boy, that would be absolutely gr8. Many fun times to come, but I’m a legitimately needy person and prefer to have a partner in crime/// someone to makeout with okay.
I found some kind of sexual card game in a box in my closet and I’ve never played it in my life so I have no idea how to, or why it’s there, and basically the whole scenario is pretty damn confusing.
It kind of reminds me of that time my mom accidentally got me dirty Jenga for like… my seventh birthday. Didn’t read the box all that well, and I ended up getting my present confiscated the second that she did.
Ew. I just want to go traveling with friends. How is this such a life problem for me???
When trips don’t coincide/ I can’t get places when other people are together, bleeecck.
I’m ready to head off on my own and make a bunch of new friends when I land.
I don’t know why people need other things in life than good times and friends.
I’m having this nostalgia for Boston and the freakish ammount of people I met there. I can’t even fully imagine heading off somewhere now and making those kinds of friends.
I was a bad ass at the age of thirteen. I really hope it’s still in me.
Trying to find a way to get to Brewster for Crack is Whack fest in between going to the city to visit my homies tomorrow. Don’t think it’s happening. Never in my life will I party to FFP live.
You know when you have your eye on someone and you’re just like ~Wow that person’s awesome we have so much in common we should really be bestfriends~ I’m there. I’ll get back to you in seven months or so to see if I ever managed to trudge past that ~first few awkward encounters~ stage or not.
This awesome thing just happened where I went to close my curtains, the entire rod fell down on top of me, I slipped on a piece of paper, and stepped on a completely unrelated piece of glass on the floor behind me.
I’ll just accept that as some kind of karmic energy and pretend it never happened…
I got my EDL in the mail and I look so dumb and angry in this photo. Lol the webcam actually makes it look better than it is. My old one was so happyyy.
