December 2008
If I don’t do it a lot, then I don’t think it counts. And it really makes me feel so much better.
I’M SEEING/MEETING/LOVING/RAPING DANIEL RADCLIFFE TODAY! HOLYPHLEPSICAN’TEVENBELIEVE IT! AHHH!
“That you’re beautiful and perfect and I just like pushing your buttons...”
– text in response to “What do you want me to say?”…he really should stop being so cute.
flying to ny today.
the city i love. it loves me back.
i refuse to be sick for the next few days. fuck that.
so please forgive me if i’m a mess…
The Present Verdict:
-Espresso Machine (Works beautifully. Already drinking a latte from it.) -Adorable Set of Espresso Cups and Saucers. -Hamlet 2, Season 3 of Weeds, and Season 2 of Heroes on DVD. -Starbucks Gift Cards. -A Mini Blender (That apparently does anything you could ever want.) -Moneyzzz for NY.
And in 48 hours, I’m getting the best present a girl could ask for…
DANIEL...
“I think I’m afraid to be happy because whenever I get too happy, something...”
– Charlie Brown.
i wanna get drunk and punch bitches in the face.
it’s started out being tired. then not caring. then tired again. and now i’m just sick and pissed.
fuck you.
don’t you know it’s gonna be alright it’s gonna be alright be alright alright alright
why am i the one feeling bad in this?
do you want a lover or do you want a life? one hand or the other? the butter or the bread knife? do you choose winter, spring, summer, or fall? it’s driving me crazy that i can’t have it all.
if these walls could talk they’d probably cry out for mercy. ‘till i’m outlined in chalk, i’ll be romantically thirsty. so, i drink and i drink from the proverbial time...
oh, it’s a picture of perfection. oh yeah, and the postcard’s gonna read: fuck yeah, we could live like this. we could live like this.
but if you left it up to me, every day would be a holiday from real.
you don’t know me. you don’t even...
Sarah: You should fuck my friend, Brandon.
David: I don't even know Brandon.
Sarah: You'd like him...he just got his braces off.
“I’m going to shove cheez-its down your throat, vegan!”
– Tipsy Sarah.
I solved a Rubix Cube last night! (Only because you walked me through step-by-step…but still!)
…now, if only I could get you to walk me through what the fuck is going on with you.
I really need to figure this out.
And now there’s a really kickass person involved who doesn’t deserve this shit.
Fuck Brittany, come the fuck on, get it together.
some times i just feel so incredibly unbearably ridiculousy sad. for no reason. just so painfully awfully sad.
I love my new tattoo <3
Seth: This is pretty amazing, too.
Summer: It's just a blue screen, Cohen.
Seth: I know, but it's so blue. I never realized how blue it was before. I kind of, like, want to go swimming in it or something. Take a little dippy dip.
Marissa: I'm kind of busy right now.
Ryan: Yeah, gettin' busy.
“Remember that old adage: Starve a cold. Feed a fever. Behead a zombie.”
– Colbert.
The Wolverine trailer? Yes, please!
P.S. Is everyone as stoked as I am that Hugh is shirtless for half of this trailer meaning he will probs be shirtless for half of the movie?…mmm delicious.
i think for the rest of my life, i will always want to marry you. even when/if i find the man of my dreams, you will still always be it for me.
I bought 3 pairs of sunglasses today for under 7 bucks total. A pair of white Ray Bans that say “no problem” on the sides, a pair of green Ray Bans that turn purple in the sun, and a pair of almost square huge framed black hata blockas. Love it.
how did i become this person?
fuck the world hard. i’m getting duhrunk tonight.
msbojangles:
lifeasart:
Being in that place between friendship and relationship is very unnerving.
it’s like purgatory.
DONESKI.
babybitch:
with this semester.
WOOOOOO!
me dos. thank goodness.
sometimes when i’m alone i wonder is there a spell that i am under keeping me from seeing the real thing?
I have my last final in 3 hours.
Thank Phelps.
After that, I can sleep.
Sleep. Sleep. Sleep.
“Wait for me, Kelly…oh, but, not in Slater’s car!”
– Zach Morris.
Me: I already got the wedding planned out. All he needs to do is show up in a speedo.
Andrew: Marry him on the edge of a pool. That way, he can come out of the pool at the start...see, I believe in your dreams.
Me: Ohhh Myyy Phelpsss! You just gave me the best mental picture in the entire world! WOW. Yes.
Andrew: A bow tie and the speedo. Rising out of the water. Looking at you like he just won his first olympics.
Me: Wow. Okay, you need to stop because this is making me a little too excited and now you're just enabling my obsessive delusion.
The Top Five Men In My Life (Right Now):
1. Michael Phelps. 2. Harry Potter. 3. Chuck Palahniuk. 4. Stephen Colbert. 5. Brendan Urie.
I’m just sitting on the shelf…
I need to stop seeing people how I want them to be or how they used to be and start seeing them for what they are.
Much easier said than done. But, I really think this is what I need to work on. And if I can remember this, I’m going to be much better off.
