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April 2011

41 posts

“Bring the banana!”

I wish cursing was socially enjoyed in the world. I don’t do it very often because you are frowned upon if you do so. But when people use it in real-life conversation (not in a ghetto sense or when they’re mad) it is HILARIOUS.

Dreams that Disney Channel plants in my mind but I...

Hearing the doorbell ring, opening the door to see the guy I’m in love with holding a kitten in his hand for me.

Stupidest notion ever. I’m totally convinced that if I’m not thin, no one will ever give me the time of day in any given situation. Back to the grind.

Let me just tell you

Let me just tell you how incredibly overrated yet underrated teenage angst is. Let me just tell you that when girls cry over boys, it’s not being dramatized or exaggerated. Let me just tell you that Facebook stalking your crush’s girlfriend is never a good idea because it just makes you that much more frustrated. And reminds you a whopping 100% of how much of him you CAN’T...

Wish I didn’t hate you, but I do.

Gonna be a Kate Chopin connossieur by the time I get done with this research paper. The rough draft is due tomorrow. Hand-written. I’ve got the introductory paragraph. It’s 12:18. Shit just got real.

“The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must...”

– Kate Chopin

Yeah, you might as well get over it, Lily. That whole, “good things will happen to you when God wants them to” facade still isn’t convincing and obviously doesn’t apply to you. Am I really a bad person so that absolutely nothing gratifying will ever happen? Sometimes I feel the urge to pout and whine like a toddler because it’s just that unfair. Bah, case of the...

“I don’t like going to the gym. I like eating fine foods and drinking nice wine....”

– Adele in Rolling Stone (via cupkacie)

Facebook I hate you.

You and your little “friend’s photo albums”. You keep letting albums I don’t want to see show up. Albums that remind me of things I don’t/can’t have.

String cheese and a can of Coca Cola

Nutritious meal for the win.

What is air. What even. What the actual heck. Huh? Yeah, nothing. Nope. I hate feeling obligated to being honest about things. Especially when it comes to personal emotions or sentiments towards a certain person. If you can’t read through my pretentious introductory statement, I’ll break it down for you: I just told the guy I’ve got a crush on that I like him. Sounds...

“If you never try, you’ll never know.”

UGH WHY ARE YOU SO CUTE?

You… boy, you.

All my friends are either gone or bailed on me...

So I got in my car, grabbed some McDonald’s, and went to eat in the park. Flyin’ Solo

I really want to go get some McDonald’s. I’ve had a horrendous day and just want some comfort food. :(

And the award for

Nerdiest person to ever exist goes to me. Took my new iHome into the bathroom so I could listen to some music while showering. Made up choreography to Lady Gaga songs. Ahem. Yep.

The bane of my social existence and sanity and charm and wit and grace and sense of humor. Please stop being so cute. PLEASE. We girls can’t focus!

Nikki: Want anything from Taco Roc?
Me: UH YES ANYTHING IN A CORN TORTILLA. 
Robert: We're bringing you a cat turd in a corn tortilla. 
Me: Correction, anything edible in a corn tortilla. Butthole.

Can someone just buy me Regina Spektor’s entire discography? Ok thanks I love you forever bye.

“See, the luck I’ve had can make a good man turn bad.”

Still not getting any better, week. Come on, hop to it. No? Okay. Fine, then.

Huh? What’s that? Today was worse than yesterday? You’d think that to be impossible. Apparently not. I’m just going to go to sleep and pretend this day never happened.