goals for my sophomore year:*give a shit about phi mu ( Read more... )

yesterday morning my dad and little sister almost drowned, and i still have trouble putting things into perspective.

the past three days equal:
vomming
dusty drama couch liqueur
muthafuckin p.i.m.p.
"what movie is this?" "apparently it's thunderstorm watch 3." "ahh ... the first one was still the best ( Read more... )

and also, danielle shirley invited me to her baby shower.
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huh.

i, anna ippolita, do solemnly swear, from this day forward, to do everything in my power to increase the amount of the scifi network that i watch on a daily basis.

though if i sleep for ten hours on a day in which my teeth are not pulled, i am heavily judged ( Read more... )

i feel like i should write pages and pages and pages about spain. but all there really is to say is that i know i'm in love. three more years of school and i'm in madrid, unless i can spend a year there sooner. god, i can't wait.
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teeth pulled tomorrow, which means i get to sleep for ten hours during the day and no one will judge me.

in twenty-six hours i will be in spain. omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg.

my mom just got angry at me because i don't need her help packing for spain. god, who the hell do i think i am.