Dah'ling, pleasee. No excuses.
I feel like I should be sitting a coffee shop listening to poetry because of what I am wearing. Everyday when I walk into my algebra class, there is this one girl who always eyes me and probably thinks to herself “Goodness. What is she wearinggg?” No matter, I don’t mind. I’m going to school now. Hopefully today will be as good as yesterday. Hmph.
I wish I had a webcam. I want to post a v-log, but I can’t. I don’t even have a camera that can record video anymore. It’s so sad. I saw Rain A Tribute to The Beatles today. I went with my father, and we were surrounded by elderly couples in suits and high heels. I felt so out of place with my tights and ripped peace sign shirt. Saturday is Halloween! This is the first year...
goatsandbirds: From picture number 21 - 38. Best...
I miss those coffee-before-class runs
Me: Ahh.. caramel macchiato, and.. oh god, i don't know.. how about an extra espresso shot?
Starbucks worker: Well..... miss, you do know that the macchiato already has an espresso shot, right?
Starbucks worker: So you want another one?
Starbucks worker: At 10 o'clock at night?
Me: ... caramel macchiato with an added espresso shot.
Starbucks worker: So two espresso shots in total.
Me: It appears so.
Starbucks worker: Risky.
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Today I had two fortune cookies that had the same fortune inside. Too bad it’s only coincidence.
My tea packet claims to be of “vigueur, profondeur et caractère”. Huh, who knew. French personification. woot. Well well, this day has gone by slowly. Sadly it is only Monday and I feel like staying under my blanket for the remainder of the week. My pumpkin hasn’t rotted yet. I’m quite happy. Every time I type out the word “paragraph”, I always add a...
I’m quite alright being alone on my opinions. It just makes me sad that no...
So I’m pretty sure I just spent the majority of my walk listening to Britney Spears - and lip singing along. OUTRAGEOUS. when I move my body. OUTRAGEOUS.. must be a girl.
The breeding of an animal that can promise - is not this just that very paradox...– Friedrich Nietzsche, “On the Genealogy of Morals” Second Essay: “‘Guilt,’ ‘Bad Conscience,’ and the Like”
I saw my first live performance(s) today. That’s right. Tonight was my first time ever to see a band perform live (excluding my uncle’s). I really wish I had had my mittens though. That would have helped fight of the chills.
It is so frustrating. My franc bracelet broke. Quite possibly the only thing I was able to show (on a daily basis) from my stay in Austin. I had bought it from a street vendor along Guadalupe Street. His stand was somewhere between The Pita Pit and Swirrl. I got a budweiser bottle cap necklace from him too, but I’m not aloud to wear it (hmph). So my franc bracelet.. I can’t believe...
11779.) I wish I was a little bit taller.
I WISH I WAS A BALLER. I WISH I HAD A GIRL WHO LOOKED GOOD, I WOULD CALL HER. I WISH I HAD A RABBIT.. IN A HAT and.. a.. bat and a 6-4 IMPALA! sorry. sorry. I saw this secret posted via blogsecret, and as soon as I saw the words “I Wish”, my memory was raked of The Secret Handshake song. I just had to share.
I wanted to say good night - to anyone who reads this. Countless times have I wished someone would say that to me. Just a simple “good night” right before I fall asleep. Also, I think you should know I find you extremely intriguing. Wow, am I creepy. I got my prints/develops from my 120 film. Some of them are satisfactory. I’ll attempt to find a scanner if i can. Oh, and ah.....