oh ya, dontcha know..

me neither, heather, me neither!

especially since he's so damn cute! (when he has his glasses on)

gay tv is where it's at.

no joke.

wtf

i don't even...i don't even understand this...it's...it's...?

breaking and incredibly interesting news here, peeps:

ok so i attempted to straighten my hair today...the whole works, blow drying it "straight,"etc.
would you like to know what came of that?

1. a formal declaration that some would describe as "harmful to society." ***
2. the deflowering of my "say 'fuck' one-hundred times in a sentence" virginity.

***the formal declaration is that i'm never ever ever ever ever ever going to straighten my hair again. kablammey!

WHY YOU ALL UP ON MY ASS?

i really like reading things, but only when people are watching.

CAN SOMEONE GET ME A DAMN BOOK?! OH HELLA HELL

animals.

there are two songs that i love that are both named animal. one is by mike snow who has two I's in his name for no apparent reason besides artistic expression and it bugs the hell out of me. then there's one by neon trees.

both were free on iTunes, like, a year ago or something.

know this. live this. 

obv.

i have a theory...the song "Mine" by T.Swift was supposed to be called "For The First Time" but that implys sex, and apparently this 20 year old can only sing about feeling like a princess. Piss off, as Ronald so kindly put it.. i don't know why i have such strong feelings about that...

well, i finally set up my homework station...most of you probably don't have a "station" to set up, because y'all be normal and use your bed, or y'know, your desk ('cept oni). but the place that i associate with all-school-shitty-shit is in the darkest depths of my house (my basement. i do homework in my basement.)

 i really like this system because it leaves my room as sort of a "safe" and "carefree" and "happy" place. i need to have this separation of church and state because my feelings towards school and beddy-bye are so passionate and so conflicting. i think if i were to do my homework in my room i would die because a.) germs are icky and b.) the depression would be too much...wow that got dark fast. maybe it's because i haven't been to school for a while, but i'm feeling very very very negative about it. which...doesn't make any sense because it should be the opposite....not that i feel positive when at school. GAWD NOOOO. obviously.

anyway, i set up the-place-in-which-i'll-do-my-homework and i walked down the stairs to go start some. then BAM. memories. flashbacks. death death death. all the sudden i wanted to cry like a crier and cry. i hate school. obviously. i hate homework. i hate going down those steps like i did multiple times a day for a whole goddamn year. i hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate it. obviously.