So, I finally got my license today. Not a permit, but a license. YAY!!!

For those of you who have heard me talk about him and our LOVELY relationship (read: the worst two years of my life) Kyle is getting married. Like, not telling me he's engaged and lying just to get a rise out of me, but REALLy getting married. There's a place, a date and an orchestra. Everything. He called me to tell me the news. Why? Because he's ( Read more... )

So, one of my many cousins, the lovely Adelaide, just got accepted into Harvard. Wo-fucking-ot. She wants me to go with her to orientation, which is going to be close to impossible since I'll probably be in school. My mom thinks it's a great idea, but I think her secret agenda is for me to go there (for the fourth time), realize what an opportunity ( Read more... )

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I dropped my phone in the sink. My very expenisve, limited edition phone. I didn't know whether I should cry or scream, so I did both. It didn't help. Sigh. In other news, I want to have a baby. 'What?' you say. 'Are you fucking crazy?' you ask. Well, it seems like every other full lunar cycle I just have this intense desire to have a baby. Granted ( Read more... )

It really sucks when you think you've gotten over something but you really haven't and it all comes back to blow up in your face. Oh, the bind that ties. You are a bitch.

I need a job. JESUS I need a job. Buying $200+ purses is not helping my bank account whatsoever. I bitch about my parents alot but what would I have without them? Certainly not ridiculously priced handbags that will probably never see the light of day. I never thought there would be a time where I would feel guility about my parents buying me ( Read more... )

So, I've been talking to my dad lately about what I want to do with my life and the conversation always mainly focuses on the fact that I don't really know yet, which is scary since I'm going to be graduating soon. I've been looking on the internet for a whole bunch of random stuff and then a thought came to me: Go to the CIA website. I really didn ( Read more... )

So, I went to the park today because I was tired of looking at the walls and there were hundreds of high school boys doing some football shit. It was wonderful and I had sunglasses on so my staring wasn't so obvious. I've come to terms with the fact that a may be a touch creepy. See a group of males practicing? Watch. See a group of males anywhere ( Read more... )

I don't even want to go to Hilton Head anymore. Sorry Rachel. But getting people to do what they said they were going to do is like pulling fucking teeth. Now back to writing my paper and yelling very loudly into my phone.