I don't really know what's
going on at this point at all really.
But I do know that I'm blessed
to have those people in my life
who don't care that I'm clueless and lost,
and who try to help me find my way.
Love is great.
Life is good.
And people are crazy.
I love how in the past 3 or so weeks, 3 people have either confronted me about my life on here or have revealed that they suddenly know all about me. Well shocker, shocker, you actually don’t know much. You can go through every post on here if you so please and you still won’t know the full story.
This is my place. This is where I go when I feel so low it seems like I’ve got nothing left, so I post about it. Or when I feel so incrdibly high that I can barely put into words how happy I feel, so I post about it.
There’s too much here that I don’t need or want anymore, so I’m leaving for somewhere better, something new. See you around later if I decide to come back and visit.
My wonderful [funny, attractive, super tall, extremely nice] lab partner and I were chatting about our lives today in chem lab as we usually do, and he was telling me all about how he’s feeling kinda bummed because he and this girl thought they had feelings for each other but decided it wasn’t going to work out. Anywho, we were both super hungry but he said he had food back in his room and track practice after class so I told him “Well you better get your butt back to your room so you have time to eat!” To which he says “Well what if I want to have dinner with you?!” I thought he was joking, but sure enough, he walked with me to the dining hall after class and we sat down together and chatted while enjoying the incredible Italian food they were serving tonight. What a lovely way to end a long, hard day of classes.
Happy Mole Day everyone!
Of all the delectable islands the Neverland is the snuggest and most compact, not large and sprawly, you know, with tedious distances between one adventure and another, but nicely crammed. When you play at it by day with the chairs and table-cloth, it is not in the least alarming, but in the two minutes before you go to sleep it becomes very nearly real. That is why there are night-lights.
I can’t wait till I get to dress like this every day… Sweaters and scarves are my favorites. I love fall.
I hope one day, when I marry the love of my life, we buy a house with a big ole front porch on it. We’ll sit out there every summer in rocking chairs and just watch life pass by. And one we have kids, we’ll watch them pass a soccer ball in the yard and dance in the rain and catch fireflies in mason jars. And I’ll always have fresh cookies and tea ready. Our friends will come over for dinner and our kids will play together. I’ll have flowers planted in a neat garden and the lawn will be mowed every week, with nice rows of grass spewed out across the yard. We’ll sit there and watch our kids grow up and our hair turn gray and life will be
That is literally too perfect!
Fall is here.
Too wired to sleep.
Too hungry to focus on homework.
Too lazy to get food.
Too comfy to go to the gym.
Too sick of all the childish election bickering on tumblr, facebook, and twitter.
Too easily annoyed by the people in my hallway.
There’s really no hope for me tonight…