Sometimes things have to end for a reason that you will never make sense out of. Life pulls us in all directions, and when you don’t understand the depth of feelings you have for a person, it’s better to let them go.
I never imagined one person could affect my life and my view on this world so much. I know throughout life we will remain close, but still, I wish we would have had more time, and I wish this didn’t have to end.
He’ll always be my sweet cuddle fish, and we’ll always have a certain type of love that neither of us fully understood.
what a wonderful beautiful friday.
i made a delicious lunch for my man. We ate outside, then we curled up for a nap.
i can’t wait for tonight :)
A message I just got on facebook.
I don’t even care if my response sounded bitchy, but really, are you fucking kidding me? I can read paragraphs of French easier than I can read this nonsense.
For some dumb reason two of my friends (that I haven’t spoken to in months) decided to tell their freak lonely friend that he needs to meet me. I am offended, and you type like a drunk 6 year old retarded illiterate woman.
Holy shit the single life is NOT for me anymore.
I have concluded that every time I run out of shaving gel I’m always juuuuust about to start my other leg. Sometimes I use shampoo for it, but it makes that leg ichy for the night. Awesomeeeee.
It isn’t a good idea to drink a sugar free red bull to help you study, while your mind is thinking about blue hair dye. You will end up buying and dyeing. I tested a few chunks of my hair with two blue colors that I’ve had forever. One looks pretty sweet, but the other didn’t even take to my hair, so I ended up ordering a different one online. My present to myself is to have blue hair by my birthday.
And hello new followers. Dis is my face when got on today saw that there were 28 of you. Typically only 2 or 3 come aboard the Headuh train overnight. c:
I have recently realized how much science turns me on. I should probably explain that sentence further, but it’s late and I’m not going to.
I will finish the shirt I’m working on this weekend.
January is my favorite month. A new start, a 4 day week, and then my birthday the next week. 3 out of the 4 weeks already have something fantastic about them, so there’s no choice, it has to be a good month.
I’m afraid, and I’m not sure I like feelings anymore. I have been a simple phase to every person I’ve wanted to start something with for the past two years, and I just want someone that wants me to stick around.
The Angry Birds levels on my phone are getting really hard, and I’m starting to get way too excited when I beat one. And a warning, playing it for 1 and 1/2 hours straight WILL cause your droid phone to freeze.
Anyways, my throat hurts and I have one stubbly leg. I am going to bed.
If you could spend a year in a country, which country would it be!? – butterflyarrow
Well, seeing as I’ve sadly never been out of the US, thats a tough question! I feel like there’s so much of this world that I’m missing. My first choice would have to be England. I mean what girl wouldn’t want to be swept off her feet by a dashing English boy with his adorable accent? :) My second choice is a tie between France and Finland. France because of my love for fashion and French culture in general, and Finland because it’s so different from my warm sunny Florida, and I’m obsessed with the Northern Lights. But I’d only want to go to Finland if I could stay here:
What about you? Where are you and where would you want to spend a year at?
I hope you’re having a magnificent day!
for all of the French posts. I have recently decided to minor in French, which I think will be a benefit with my major. This will push me in the right direction and hopefully make me a little less intimidated to visit Paris one day. I had the choice to take easy bullshit classes and cram everything into the summer term, or staying longer to get a minor in something I enjoy.
I was debating it for a while. I mean after all, I’ve been telling Tallahassee to go fuck it’s self for the past 3 and 1/2 years, and now I’m talking about staying longer? Then the weirdest thing happened. My parents got me a bunch of dvds for Christmas, and the next night I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to watch He’s Just Not That Into You.
I unwrapped the plastic wrap off of the never been opened or used dvd,
peeled that annoying sticker off the top,
and opened the case.
But the top of the dvd did not read He’s Just Not That Into You, instead it read Laisse Tomber, Il Merite Pas! (and thats not an exaggeration, even the ! was there) I played the dvd, and the whole thing was in French. Not even the previews were in English. You can call it a dumb mistake by Amazon.com, or just complete irony, but when a decision is on your mind for a whole month, and then something weird like that happens, it will make you think twice.
I’m glad I chose to do so, I’ve missed it. It’s going to be much harder than high school though. By the time we got to french 4, my teacher loved my small class so much that we could get out of a test for the day if we threw a little party and talked to her in French for the period. Seriously, all it would take is a baked chocolate cake, or some cream puffs and she’d push the test back.
In high school, I used to think of random words or sentences and always look them up, and one of my favorite things to do is randomly talk in it. Every time a friend asks or says something to me, I think can I respond to that in french?
And if I can, I will. Et, si je peux, je le ferai.
So, that is your warning. I am done with my French blogging…for now, but there will be many random French words and sentences to come.
I’m starting now! Je commence maintenant!
but by no means do I mean cross the double yellow lines on the road and head into oncoming traffic.
Over break, I left my car at my aunt’s house, and my friend followed me there to give me a ride back. I don’t know how to quite describe Tyler, he’s 6 feet tall, very flamboyant, and sometimes forgets common sense. On the way back, the road we were on sharply curved to the right then had a stop sign where you could go either right or left. As we were on the curve I said “up here you’re going to take a left”. He started yelling “are you sure? now? are you sure?”. He had questioned my directions a lot before then, so I just replied “yes, i’m positive.” So what does he do? He crosses the lines, and suddenly we were facing oncoming traffic. He saw the stop sign, realized his mistake, plowed over 4 of those sticks with the reflectors on them in the intersection, and came to a screeching halt in front of the stop sign.
So let me repeat myself. When I said “up here, you’re going to take a left”, by no means did I mean cross the double yellow lines on the road and head into oncoming traffic.
Jesus. Always something crazy with that kid. Adventure is definitely out there with him, and possibly even death. hahhha.
“i’m at a dub step show drunk and bored.”
“what? how is that possible?”
“the people here are dumb and pointless..nothing like meeting you at menace.”
I like getting texts from you because that means I crossed your mind, even if it was just for a split second.
I thought we were so talkative and clicked so well that night because we were both rolling. I had sworn off boys for the rest of the year, but your charm a few days later left me wondering.
There’s a dilemma though. It doesn’t matter if I’m leaving for winter/spring/summer break, I always have an awesome night with someone right before I leave, but when I get back, it never works out.
He cooked me dinner and took me to a little vintage bar. He was a gentlemen, and we didn’t stop laughing the whole time we were together. It was like one of those match.com commercials, but somehow the cheesiness was gone.
But now Im sure a ticking time bomb has been planted in his skull and the second I least expe-BOOM. It will explode in my face. And not in a thats what she said kind of way. But in a wow, I look like an idiot kind of way.
So, after three and half years of this curse, do I see what unfolds or run like hell and leave it in 2010? :/
Lover, please do not fall to your knees
its not like I believe in
none of us do, but you don’t have to be broken forever.
80’s shirt I found at the same vintage store. Wrapped in colors of ribbon and happiness. :)
My parents and I are having a bon fire with friends across the street tonight. My dad just came in to get butter, poured 2 shots of Patron, made a mixed drink, and said “these are for you. I highly recommend that you drink all of this and come by the fire.” Thats probably the best thing he has ever said. Then he left to go back across the street.
I did the shots, and went to change clothes. When I came back down, he was back in the house because he forgot the butter. (the only reason he came home in the first place). He had poured me two more shots and said “you took too long, you have to do two more.“
Jesus, I hope I don’t miss my flight tomorrow hahah. He certainly knows the way to my heart. As excited as I am for Jacksonville, I don’t want to leave home. My heart is breaking.