I'm slightly down in the dumps. I can't decide if it's just the shitty weather I woke up to and the fact that I have a shit ton of homework, or if I'm lying to myself when I say that I'm not slightly heartbroken by the fact that the guy I've been talking to since Bonnaroo dumped me. So this will be a random rant, list, whatever it becomes.
1. I HATE MY SHORT HAIR! Okay, that's a lie. I kinda like it but I was really excited that, for once in my life, my hair was getting LONG. The longest it had ever been at least. But, that's what I get for being a drunken pyro who uses hairpsray... Shit.
2. FUCK LOVE. FUCK MEN. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. I shouldn't still be thinking about him, he wasn't that cute and he made me walk home in the rain. But there's just something about him. ARGH.
3. I want another tattoo. Working on the design in Photo Shop this very moment.
4. I need motivation. Maybe 15 credit hours was too much to tackle this summer, especially since it conflicts with my seasonal goal of being a complete and utter drunkard slash sloth. Psych, Shakespeare and Creative Nonfiction. EEK. So much for improving my GPA substantially.
5. Who the hell gets a staph infection on their EAR? Me, apparently. I have the worst luck.
6. I need a photographer in the Columbus area. Who is willing to work with me even though I am horrendously self-conscious, a complete amateur and, more importantly, SHIT BROKE. Fuck.
7. It's recently been brought to my attention that I have the mouth of a sailor and I suffer from severe road rage. Oh, how I love my friends.
1. I HATE MY SHORT HAIR! Okay, that's a lie. I kinda like it but I was really excited that, for once in my life, my hair was getting LONG. The longest it had ever been at least. But, that's what I get for being a drunken pyro who uses hairpsray... Shit.
2. FUCK LOVE. FUCK MEN. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. I shouldn't still be thinking about him, he wasn't that cute and he made me walk home in the rain. But there's just something about him. ARGH.
3. I want another tattoo. Working on the design in Photo Shop this very moment.
4. I need motivation. Maybe 15 credit hours was too much to tackle this summer, especially since it conflicts with my seasonal goal of being a complete and utter drunkard slash sloth. Psych, Shakespeare and Creative Nonfiction. EEK. So much for improving my GPA substantially.
5. Who the hell gets a staph infection on their EAR? Me, apparently. I have the worst luck.
6. I need a photographer in the Columbus area. Who is willing to work with me even though I am horrendously self-conscious, a complete amateur and, more importantly, SHIT BROKE. Fuck.
7. It's recently been brought to my attention that I have the mouth of a sailor and I suffer from severe road rage. Oh, how I love my friends.
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