|Sunday, March 10th, 2013|
Can you look at these pictures of my doggie and tell me what breeds might be mixed into her ancestry? ( woofCollapse )
|Friday, April 30th, 2010|
|Saturday, February 27th, 2010|
Salvia exploded my brain.
|Tuesday, February 9th, 2010|
|a real entry kind of sort of
I saw the mention of the 50 book challenge on Tiffy's page, and thought that sounded like a really neat idea, but then I got to writing down the books I've already read this year ...( i <3 the libraryCollapse )
Anyway I might come back and write a review or something for one of those. It's only February. I've still got a lot of reading to do. And library going.
I fake-tanned my legs last night and they are actually not orange. Except it's too cold outside for bare legs so no one can see them anyway. Which is okay, because it would look really weird that my legs are brown and the rest of my is still caspery... lol.
I just finished my first college essay ever. It was meant to be 3-5 pages and it is exactly 3. I also have a feeling that I wrote three whole pages... without actually saying anything at all. Sigh.
|Saturday, January 2nd, 2010|
My new year's resolution is to continue being exactly as happy as I am right now. And maybe spend less money. ♥
happy, happy, happy, happy. pink.
|Sunday, December 20th, 2009|
I've never longed for home this hard before. I know that I don't have to do anything and time will just pass and I'll come home, but it seems like I'm going to be stuck inside a snowglobe forever. I miss my mom, and my cat, and my boyfriend, and my family, and Panera Bread and sushi. I miss my comfy bed and I miss being able to go outside without 9999 layers of clothing on. I miss smoking weed whenever I want and not having to hide it. I miss feeling like myself and I think it's hard for me to do that when I'm away. Becky's family seems so unhappy. They are always snapping at each other and it's kind of tense in this house. Did I mention it's been about 5 degrees here the entire time? I feel like an idiot for having this great opportunity to go to Europe and getting here and complaining, but I feel SO out of place. I miss constant kisses and snuggles. I feel like a fish out of water. Or, you know, someone born and raised in a tropical climate plucked up and dropped into the arctic. Not pleasant. It isn't that huge of a deal, being across the ocean. It's just really, really far from home and it makes me feel cold to think about it. At least we just went to the library and I found Necklace of Kisses
, one of my favorite books ever ever ever, and it's making me feel warm. I've been reading a whole lot since I've been here. As unhappy and lonely as I may feel, maybe this is an experiment in getting to know myself. Maybe.
|Friday, December 18th, 2009|
And it's SNOWING! You have no idea how big of a deal this is for me. Having lived in Savannah for, you know, always, I've only seen snow once before, and it was like five years ago in NYC where the snow turns to grey slush as soon as it hits the ground anyway. It looks like a winter wonderland outside. I am sooo happy. I miss Boy too much for words though, and it's going to be another thirteen days before I see him. I've never been away from home for this long, but at least I'm not bored.
I also want to dye my hair pink (yes, again) really, really badly. I'm just worried about the effect bleach is going to have on my hair. I shudder when I remember my high school days where my hair was always bleached but also always falling out and feeling and looking crappy. Sigh.
Going with Becky to take her little sister Christmas shopping <3~~~
|Monday, November 16th, 2009|
cigarettes smoked: 1 and 1/4.
A week from tomorrow I'm leaving for NYC for a couple of days with Kittykat. I'm suuuuuuuuuper excited, and up until like a week ago it was going to be the most fun thing to happen to me in like a year. :D And it still is going to be fun! I've been saving up my money for months (haven't got a whole lot though. terrible at saving money) etc, and then last week Becky was talking about how she's going to Germany over Christmas, and her mom is going to take her to Paris. Randomly, my mom is all "why isn't Carol going with you?" and Becky is all "umm, can Carol afford to go with me?" and I'm like "no," and my mom is like "sure why not!!!!"
So, now I'm going to Germany and France with Becky for a few weeks. O_________O For the first, like, thirty seconds I didn't want to go, and then I was like WAIT, OF COURSE I WANT TO GO. I've never been anywhere out of the country. It should be a life-changing experience. Also this permanently ups my cool status, the whole having-been-to-Europe thing. Amirite?
I'm still retardedly excited about NYC with Kitty too. It's my favorite place in the world and TBC LATER BOYFRIEND IS CUTE AND SMELLS NICE
Okay boyfriend smells really nice and is really cute. We watched a really weird movie with Denzel Washington and John Lithgow (the guy from 3rd rock from the sun!?) from about a million years ago. Now since it is almost 7 am I should probably go to sleep. But first I read.
|Saturday, October 24th, 2009|
|Sunday, October 11th, 2009|
|Writer's Block: Gone Too Far
I wrote about this a few months ago: when I got totally TOTALLY drunk and couldn't stop throwing up. That's it, though. And that's not too scary. I was reading some other LJ users' entries though and it pissed me off how many idiots write about something horrible happening because they were "on weed."
|Monday, September 21st, 2009|
| FACT: Cigarettes make you ugly.
FACT: I am too pretty for cigarettes.
I am trying to quit smoking cigarettes for the first time. I say "for the first time" because basically everyone who tries to quit starts smoking again. But gross. I hate smelling like smoke, I hate coughing up nasty things, I hate spending $5 a day on something that's going to kill me eventually, I hate cigarette butts in my yard, I hate not being able to exercise, I hate being addicted to a dangerous drug. I like to think I'm fairly intelligent and yet smoking is like the dumbest thing ever.
I didn't smoke at all yesterday but this morning I lit one up. But then I called my aunt and was telling her how disappointed in myself I was, and put it out about halfway. Now I feel really sick. Hopefully the sick feeling will be enough motivation to not do that again.
|Friday, September 18th, 2009|
|Tuesday, September 1st, 2009|
I am always so exhausted. I can barely drag myself out of bed in the morning and always want to nap and go to bed early.
|Thursday, August 20th, 2009|
I got into SCAD, but I can't afford it. Even with the $5,000 scholarship they are giving me. About to go to Panera with Becky. I scrounged up like four dollars in change. La la la. Why won't anywhere I apply for a job call me back? Just once?
|Wednesday, August 19th, 2009|
I'm awake early. My boyf is at work and my mom is at work and my Becky is still asleep. I want to make something cute. I want to make anything. I want a cigarette, but I don't want to smoke it alone.
My MacBook is fucked up. I've had it for less than a year. It displays a flashing question mark when I try to boot it. I had Greyson come over yesterday to see if he could perform some sort of apple magic but.. he couldn't. Something is wrong with my hard drive. He asked if I dropped it or anyone stepped on it. No.
I wonder how early is too early to go try to wake up Becky.
|Saturday, January 10th, 2009|
|Writer's Block: On the Bus
When on the NYC 6 train to Union Square, two people pulled out a boombox and started playing "Four Minutes" by Madonna and Justin Timberlake. Then they started doing this crazy dance, concluding with one of them curling into a ball and rolling down the train like a tire.
|Wednesday, October 8th, 2008|
|That night I learned some girls try too hard.
I was fired from my job yesterday! I feel so FREE. I am so glad I don't have to go to work with nuts people anymore. I mean, they were bad nuts. Maybe sort of like a Brazil nut that you pick around in the mixed nut container.
ANYWAY tomorrow will be busy. I can't believe it's only 10:00. It feels late. Today was a long day.
So I'm going to try to update more often than I have been which has been never. See you tomorrow.
|Thursday, September 4th, 2008|
I love it here. I really do. But I don't know if it's the right place for me. Or the right time for me to be here. I just feel so confused and alone. I can't stop crying. I don't want to go to my RA and look like a baby. Should I give it more time or will that make it worse? I am too apathetic to even go to class. I suck.