Tumblr was all kinds of crazy while I went on hiatus.
Seriously cannot WAIT until our house is fixed! I miss my bed SO MUCH!!!!
This being displaced shizzz is for the birds…
Oh HAPPY 2013! Here’s hoping this year is tons better than last.
Tumblr was all kinds of crazy while I went on hiatus.
Seriously cannot WAIT until our house is fixed! I miss my bed SO MUCH!!!!
This being displaced shizzz is for the birds…
Oh HAPPY 2013! Here’s hoping this year is tons better than last.
Because celebrating my 3,000 post is so 2011.
lol
Actually not really. I looked back at the archive of my blog and I noticed that there’s less and less of actual writing the longer I’ve been on Tumblr (I don’t think that made sense, in any event).
I’m going to try to post updates on life and such, but to be honest, there’s not really that much going on.
I should be so much more motivated to find work than I actually am and that’s because I’ve gotten so used to the fact that I’ve been and would like to be consistent in paying off the student loan debt that I accrued to make possible that shiny, new degree hanging out somewhere in my room right now.
As much as I would love to give certain people the finger and just walk out, I like being able to pay my bills on time and know that income is available every two weeks. But then the other side of me, the side that knows I’m not putting my uni skills to good use tells me just how much of a slacker I am… And then I eat chocolate and avoid websites that have jobs on them…
It’s a vicious cycle, but bear with me! My next post is from Fight Club. Enjoy the rest of the queued up goodies!
XOXO
I am against the elderly who think that because they’re old, they can do and say what they want and whenever they want. Don’t be fooled by those seemingly sweet old people who are playing you to see just how far you will bend to their ridiculous requests.
Some of those people pretending that they don’t know any better know full well what the hell they’re doing. And you’re letting them get away with it. Not this girl! 2012 is going to be amazing. Every day I feel myself being more assertive about what I will and won’t accept. I can’t wait to flourish!
I wish I could get into detail, but I was going to go off today. Luckily, Thursdays are my Fridays and I’ll be relaxing in the house tomorrow through Monday because of the holiday weekend.
I came on here to do a simple post about how I’m not sure I’ll be able to do AIDS Walk New York this year. Fast forward to 45 minutes later, and I’ve accomplished nothing except catch up with Tumblr…
But yeah this would be my 5th year doing the walk, except for the fact that I graduate on May 13, and the walk is two days later. I’m so conflicted. I think that even if I can’t make it to the walk that I’ll still raise funds for them though.
It’s just not going to be the same, plus I’m not sure who’d even be available to walk with me…
I’d ask for suggestions, but talking to yourself on Tumblr is more acceptable than me Tweeting for people’s suggestions.
Side note: sometimes I wish I could delete my Twitter and start again. With no followers, and no one’s expectations but my own…
that most of my titles lately begin with I.
lol
Doesn’t bother me. Just observing something.
I wish I could shush people right now. There’s no need to talk so loudly to people you are in the same office with.
Oh and as of right now I’m only taking one class for the end of Senior Year. Financial Aid and Student Accounts can lick my grits because they put a hold on my account not a couple weeks before I was due to register. No they put that hold on within a couple of DAYS of when I due to register. As a commuting student, I really appreciate the EFF you my school gives me in terms of notice and time to get my ass on campus to handle such things. God forbid that I actually have a life and JOB outside of school.
I’m so sick of college it’s not even funny. However I will not let my sickness of college make me sick. I felt myself slipping into those depressed habits again and I promptly countered them with being productive in other areas. I’m starting to sleep heavy like I don’t want to ever wake up and I know that I do want to be around, just the thought of another grup project, or driving to campus, or having to deal with asshole titles on campus disgusts me.
