They told me not to come in today…
It was fun having a job I guess. I made friends or sorts and can officially say I’ve worn everything in my closet. I guess I should start re-vamping the website, finishing my research paper, staring the re-do of my project, and what not.
The way I dress, the way I think, my daily routine. It’s all the same and it’s all so beige. Time to be more impulsive about the little things. For example, on Friday I didn’t have that wretched afternoon class so I was pondering getting some Mexican food and eating it on the beach, but I boringly decided on getting a $5 pizza, eating it in bed and watching all the TV I’ve missed.
I need to start doing fun and exciting things for myself because when I’m 25 I am definitely going to kick myself for not having a fun first year of college just because it wasn’t where wanted it to be.
The guys at work were right, I am sick. It’s not just allergies. I blame myself for thinking every cough and sneeze around that place was because it’s so dusty, but nope the casually coughing and sneezing folk were actually sick.
1. Guys are weird, but its only because girls are 1000 times weirder.
2. I can pass for Dominican 3. parents will steal right in front of their children.
3. I need to be more implusive
4. I also need to be more friendly
5. Gay guys as friends > straight guys as friends.
6. Civil liberties are important and people should make a fuss about being treated unfairly rather than staying quiet.
I am such a bore.
I’m thinking about making my personal blog public again. I don’t know, I always get a ton of hate because I got the url tastewhatyoukill before some other popular blog did so they had to lamely be -tastewhatyoukill and how I never post pictures on that blog and what not.
I’m having trouble spending $20 on one item. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?
Today I gave this guy my number…he seemed nice and he was in one of my classes last semester. I’m kind of hoping he never calls or texts me though.
I decided not to buy the Calcagni wedge shoes from Aldo because I just don’t feel right blowing $80 (with a discount) on a pair of shoes. I’ll buy them one day just not now I guess.
I should be more impulsive. I’m only young once!
I’m relating to a Paramore song. I need to look at my life and look at my choices. Can I just erase all the time I’ve wasted these past three months?
OH MY GOSH! WHO IS THIS?!
I’m seriously starting to think people are just saying this to mess with me because this is the third time this week I have gotten that.
The general consensus is that I look 12 50% of the time and the other 50% I look 16. Well then…
