December 2011
It's a Jay-Z kind of day.
G 4 lyfe.
30 Day Challenge; Day 6; The Person I Like And Why...
Initially it was because he was extremely handsome and never failed to catch my eye. Now it’s progressed into the fact that he’s passionate and articulate, caring and hilarious, intelligent and witty, seductive and sweet, mysterious and forward, honest and loyal. The list goes on.
Everything may not be perfect,
But at least we tried.
WatchI caught Miss Livvy dancing the other night while I was cooking. It’s the simple things in life. :)
Current Addictions
- Caro Emerald’s Pandora station
- Lil Wayne and Drake
- Sweet tea
- Sleeping damn near naked
- Tons of showers
- Weed
- Only wearing mascara on my eyes
My ultimate weakness?
Other than well dressed men?
PRETZEL M&M’S. Sweet God.
Need:
- Black felt tip eyeliner pen. I miss doing my wings.
- Vanilla Coke
- Straight dank
- New music
- Miso soup
I think that’s reasonable.
30 Day Challenge; Day 5; 5 Things That Irritate Me...
Men:
I. Your attitude of “Well, I’m a guy so I obviously don’t need to care about how I look or the need to communicate.”
II. How you sometimes expect sex.
III. How you can’t multitask easily.
IV. How you complain about being in the “friend zone” when you put yourself there in the first place. Yes, we want a friend and someone who doesn’t...
"Near To You" - A Fine Frenzy
Never have I ever deemed a song more fitting than this.
Fuck this ish.
I’m through.
Didn't get near accomplished what I wanted to...
Isn’t that the usual though? No practice, no lunch date with my best friend, didn’t clean out my car. Another day wasted. Go me. Honestly, I am so ready for classes to start back up. This break may be the death of me.
Why can't rappers rap about nice things?
markssailingthecrisscolfership:
businessofmisery-:
YEAH GIRL I’MMA TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF AND
put them in a closet for you cause it’s polite
YO, YO, IMMA PUT MY ARMS ROUND YOU AND SQUEEZE YOU TIGHT
cause you broke up with your boyfriend and you’re in a difficult place right now
Today:
shower
lunch date with Tyler at El Molcajete (which I thought meant something along the lines of “mortar and pestle” but means “something something chicken.” I am confused. Any Spanish speaking followers should clear this up for me.)
clean out my car
relax
read
practice
more coffee
go see Joey.
paint nails
run errands for mom
by the kiddos some cold medicine
In...
“I don’t think you’re leaving. I think you’re running. And what I can’t figure...”
– (via liveelaughlovee)
Why does my life throw such twists and turns and...
I thought I had the will power to finally be silent and stop fighting and then you’re all like “come see me.” WHAT IS THAT!? What is wrong with you? You know, if I weren’t so ecstatic, I’d be mega pissed because that is just not cool, bro.
Last night was a pretty bad night.
I had the good fortune of meeting up with an old and dear friend when he got off work though. It was refreshing to know that there is at least one person who can know every single thing about me, know me inside and out and not judge me. Someone who can hug me for 10 minutes and not try to pull away because he knows I need it so badly. I never talk about him much because for a while we were...
30 Day Challenge; Day 4; What I Wear To Bed
Depends on the season. In the summer I sleep naked or in my bra and panties. The way soft sheets feel on bare skin is just sublime. In the fall and winter I usually sleep in a t-shirt or shorts and a t-shirt. There are rare occasions in which I sleep in PJ pants, but that’s because my mom doesn’t believe in heating our home. She loves winter so much that she wants it too feel like the...
Guess I've been lacking in the loyalty department.
Time to step up my game.
My Christmas break?
Crying babies.
Lack of practicing.
No sleep.
No weed.
No family time.
Crying babies.
Messes.
No time with friends.
Crying babies.
Crying babies.
CRYING MOTHERFUCKING BABIES.
AND THEIR LOUD AS BALLS TOYS.
No sleep.
No weed.
I miss Joey.
And it’s all I can fucking think about.
So far, so good.
My books for the semester have come out to $303.45. Not including Class Voice, because that isn’t posted. I realized that I sold back an Ear Training book I still need, so that irks me.
Whatevs, just waitin’ for my refund check, la-di-da.
I would rather
be put feet first into a meat grinder, set on fire and gang raped than have to play Stravinsky’s “Firebird” for an audtion.
I’m mentally killing myself.
So there's this guy.
It always starts like that, doesn’t it? I would like to take a few minutes out of my day and dwell on the spectacular qualities he posseses.
Not only is he one of the most handsome men I’ve ever laid eyes on, he kisses me like his life depended on it. He dresses as if he’s running for Parliament and he fixes his hair. He bakes cookies with me and the first time he met my mom he...
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Or maybe,
Maybe, this is the time where I just quietly eat crow and let this be. Because sometimes when you think pushing so hard will get things through to someone, but pushing even a millimeter further will burn any chance you have left. Maybe I’m being crazy in thinking that what we had, the friendship, was special. Maybe you need solitude and me to be far away for you to heal. I’m shooting...
The guy is a genius.
“You always seem to stick up for people who TREATED you good even if they are treating you wrongly.”
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I'm not letting this go as easily as you assume I...
Prepare to be pissed off and annoyed. Because that’s what it’s gonna fucking take.