i know i said don't talk to me anymore ever ever but you could have ignored me and wished me a happy birthday.

I can't take any more. I really don't think I can.

Sometimes I wish that when I walked down the street, people wouldn't look twice and stare. Likewise for when I walked in to a room. Sometimes I just want to exist without eyes on me. I feel like it's impossible. Give me the wonka shrinking machine, or Alice's bread. Please.

Favorite thing: going to concerts.
Least favorite thing: post concert raging headache.

ever itch i have makes me afraid that the bed bugs have returned. it's not a fun way to live. is it next month yet?

Conclusion after 8.25 hours of college football: I hate football.

I was whistled at twice today. The second time the guy rolled down his window, whistled, and then said "are those boots made for walking ( Read more... )

Completely wiped. Still at work. My room is up a few flights of steep stairs and I ran around all day trying to find things to decorate/furnish ( Read more... )

I'm all moved in to my new place. WEEEEEEEEEEE ( Read more... )

So I'm moving in to a new house on Monday and I'm SO EXCITED! Packing, however, blows. I packed and cleaned all day and am at work now and have a night of finishing packing ahead of me. Tomorrow I'm going to an all day concert festival which probably isn't the best decision in terms of getting things accomplished but I've been looking forward to it ( Read more... )