It's fun to glance at the clock exactly at 4:20. Especially when it's in the a.m. during/after a night of partying.
Salt and vinegar chips make the world go round.
My iPod is a lovely, lovely thing. I've even put princess and cow stickers on it.
Torah parshot are frikkin hard! GAAAAAHHH.
Productivity is bullshit.
Duct tape can fix anything.
Boys are so incredibly stupid.
I've taken to yelling "fag me, fag me!!" at Em whenever I want a cigarette.
My hair is prettier when it's light, but I look prettier when it's dark.
My father's ability to stay up late is getting in the way of my sneaking out to go watch movies with my friends.
Stoners are uninteresting idiots.
I am going to get raped by the PSAT next week.
Wouldn't it be nice to be famous?
I've taken a liking to college boys; this could prove interesting.
Insomnia is so solitary.
I'd rather look at constellations than watch clouds.
Molly can be a devious little bitch.
The color lilac makes me think of old people.
I love my bootcamp survivor bracelet, and still haven't taken it off.
Why are pants plural if they are only one article of clothing?
Cream cheese can save lives.
I love it when Lionboy braids my hair.
Driving is therapeutic.
Finger tutting is fun to do when bored in precalc; not like I'm learning anything anyway.
Fsb deleted my phone number.
I honestly love pink, frilly shit, but I'd never say that out loud.
I have rug-burn on my elbow.
Mint ice cream shouldn't be green.
I painted the tips of my nails periwinkle, and now they look awkward.
I despise duvets.
The smells of shoe polish, the grass after it rains, and burnt coffee are all oddly comforting.
Sometimes, I feel like my life is a joke that everyone's laughing at.
Julia
I hate it when my parents stay up late. Ugh.
ReplyDeleteAHHH. PSAT.
ReplyDeleteAnd pink frilly shit is the bomb, but you didn't hear it from me.
*shady eyes*
I found all of these to be hilarious, enlightening, and very much true.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite things about your blog is the manner in which you name the various guys involved in your life. What's the most recent one? Lionboy? Priceless.
PSAT is a whore.
I wish I knew how to braid girls' hair. I ask girls if I can braid their hair a lot, and since so many of them say no, it's surprising when they say yes, and then uncomfortable when I admit that I don't know how.
I tried to once, but I ended up just tying her hair in a knot. They coudln't get it undone, so they just had to cut it off.
I texted her a few days ago, but she doesn't respond. Weird, I think.
I think pants are plural because while it's theoretically one article of clothing, it consists of two individual "pants" which just happen to be connected at the top for the convenience of the wearer.
Also, I think it would be awful to be famous.
"Fag me! Fag me!" LOL.