“Don’t tell me what I’m doing; I don’t want to know.”
—Federico Fellini (Italian director)
July 2012
1 post
May 2012
1 post
Peaceloveandlol
Me: Can I have some of your water?
J: Sure Lindsey, because I’m your brother and I love you and I care about you.
April 2012
1 post
Oh right..
This is a book.. I can’t ctrl+f key words… I have to actually read the long, long chapter….
January 2012
3 posts
“I have a lot of studying to do.”
Translation: “I have a lot of Harry Potter to read.”
December 2011
3 posts
There is nothing more intimidating than blank page waiting to be turned into a masterpiece
3 more to go.
This year,
I got a lesson in responsibility for Christmas. w00tw00t~
November 2011
2 posts
NOREGRETZ~
I need to fart.
But I’m in the library and there’s people and I think this might be a loud one. Ummmmmmm…. fUck iT, s3n1or y3ar~~~~
Holiday season's coming up c:
Along with this weird desire to be nice..
I just stood outside, in the cold, holding a load of very heavy books, for 20+ minutes to listen to a very eager lady go on about da good Lord and da great Jesus and da little-known she-God (aka The Holy Mother). I would’ve ignored her, but when she stopped me I thought she was asking for directions. And I’ve always felt bad for these “haveyoumetJesus”-ers. They’re like the people outside Albertson’s asking for donations for the orphans, except annoyingly religious and they’re asking for your soul, not money.
Anyways. Her breath stank. I better be getting some good presents this year.
September 2011
1 post
Some days, all I want to do is put on really dark shades and not talk to anyone.
August 2011
15 posts
Maybe I should come with a warning sign.
Warning: Approach At Your Own RiskI’m being a teenager. I’m too busy to be a good person.
People-watching @ the Playground
Once there was a tiny Asian grandma. She wore baggy grandma pants and a baggy grandma shirt and a white grandma hat. She came to the playground by herself, without a grandson or granddaughter, no tiny person hanging onto her hand as her pass to the playground. I scanned the area, looking for some little Asian boy or girl she had come to claim, but instead, she plopped down on a swing and swung. She swung and swung, by herself, for a good 20 minutes, with other people’s laughing children running by her. When she got her fill of swinging, she went home, by herself.
Grapefruit is disgusting.
