January 2011
December 2010
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Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.
– Herman Hesse
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The heater in my room
is toasty is fuck.
It’s like 20- outside, and I’m totally in a tank top and sweats. Not cold at all :)
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Hugh Hefner Engaged to Girlfriend →
BUT WHY?! WHY EVEN BOTHER?!
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Dear New York Weather,
Please don’t follow me home this time. There was clearly a mix-up when I went home for Thanksgiving. I understand you get separation anxiety, but worry not, I will be back with you at your prime— in January and February. But until then, please don’t plan on coming home to Texas with me. I would like to experience the not-as-cold, bipolar Texas weather in its entirety while...
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Watching (500) Days of Summer
and it’s really hitting home. Like ridiculously hard. Story of my life right here. I just hope I eventually reach that ending.
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You cry to let out all the sadness and make room in your heart for happiness.
– But what if you can’t cry?
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SWAG
Next semester, I want to designate ‘Turn My Swag On’ as the song that plays for my alarm. Moreover, I want to incorporate those lyrics into my morning routine. Especially the part where he’s like, “Took a look in the mirror and said, ‘Wassup.’ Yeaahhh.”
I dunno how my roommates would feel about that though. Especially Bettina. Hm.
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Newport Centre Mall
Walked into Spencer’s and had to walk right back out because I was greeted with a variety of caps with the stupid Hatchetman on it. Headed upstairs and saw a men’s boutique called Justin’s.
So much for retail therapy. This is going to be a long and hard process.
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So it goes with Desi relatives
—within the first fifteen minutes of seeing me, my aunt remarked that it looked like I’d gained a little weight.
Five minutes later, she’s urging me to eat three sandwiches. Half an hour later, she’s piled rice and curry on my plate.
MLID
anicecupofbeetea asked: umm...yes ma'am we most definitely areeeeee with a tub of ice cream and lots of sappy sad chick flicks :)
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She met him, but she never dreamed him. I dreamed him.
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Mother Teresa said,
“I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.”
But the thing is, I’ve definitely experienced just the opposite of that. It’s about time for me to become heartless again.
No heart = no pain.
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how do you feel about the fact that your always a...
I LOVE IT.
fuck you.
Ask me anything
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Best Drunken Night Ever
Three buck chucks, kthx
Toast to the end of all my stress till next semester!
Dancing to everything from Backstreet Boys to Lil Jon
Pipe fun ;)
Apologetic text FROM Q
Two impulsive belly-button piercings (not me, sadly—but the next time!)
Buying halal with John and sitting in the subway station to eat it
Eating pizza right after that
BFF heart-to-heart with Kelsey
ILOVEMYLIFE.
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"Best Friend"
Does the meaning differ between guys and girls?
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Coming to terms
I’m getting an F- on this last essay of the semester. There is absolutely no way out of it. :’(
OH, I'm your 'BEST FRIEND' Then act like it.
Yeah, Justin.
No one make you feel inferior without your permission.
– Eleanor Roosevelt
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One of the best days
I’ve had in a while.
Classes are OVER. Had a fantastic time at the DDW Staff Holiday Party. It was PAYDAY. Got interviewed by NBC4 about the ban of Four Loko. Had dinner at a fab vegan place.
:)
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The next baby boom is here.
I swear every third person I went to school with at some point in my life is pregnant and/or has a child. This is why I’m going to cry while I pay my taxes in 25 years.
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Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars
makes me want to gag.
No guy thinks that about his woman. There’s always something wrong with us bitches.
Nice try, Bruno. Nice. Try.
Tell the Devil I said hey when you go back to where you came from.
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OHAY, Benedict Arnold.
There is clearly a matter at hand which needs to be discussed. I’m not sad or hurt any more. I’m livid. I am absolutely furious. It’s not because you won’t add me back as a Facebook friend or because you don’t talk to me every day. I’ve even come to accept the fact that you’re really mean to and neglectful of me now. But to betray me? To frame me? To make...
oh is that what we're doing now?
well, two can play at this game.
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have you ever been so angry
that you’re just trembling? Absofuckinglutely trembling.
Excuse my obsessive bitchiness, guys.
This, too, shall pass. I just have sooooo much to let out.