So I mean, my dreams are suuuuper weird ( Read more... )

Seriously??

Every other fucking day its hate/okay

I cannot do this to myself... WHY do I keep holding on to something that isnt even there?

Can I get old and meet the love of my life and be married yet? PLEASE? Cause this dating shit is getting way too fucking annoying for me... Damn. Next please.

I was just watching Sex and the City.. and it was the episode where Miranda gives birth to Brady... I started crying? I've seen this episode many times.. I mean I own it. Yet it just made me cry, childbirth made me fucking cry ( Read more... )

I just needed to update. Harper is going alright, I've never studied or cared about school this much in my entire life. I guess that whole  wanting to Transfer to ISU or something helps you get motivated and try harder. Eh. It's nice to have something to do again and be on a normal sleeping schedual. I get tired around midnight sometimes earlier ( Read more... )

So harper really isnt that bad.. Got through my first week without dying or getting severly lost or anything so thats a plus. It's really nice to go to class...and then be done? lol weird. I like it a lot though, its comfortable and easy to get around and not too small or big. I don't care what anyone says it IS a real college and it's the same ( Read more... )

Seriously... right now, I really fucking wish I never met him.. I WISH TO GOD I could go back in time and jsut NOT fucking meet him ( Read more... )

Harper orientation today..hoollaa to getting that shit donnnee. Took forever ( Read more... )

I think I'm probably the stupidest...or most stupid whatever girl in the entire world. Greg and I are so complicated but why am I so stupid to be fucking wasting my goddamn time with this? I know that I'll probably post a happy Greg entry later but seriously...I don't know what to even do with myself anymore. It's been over a month since we've ( Read more... )

This year have you ( Read more... )

Wel I'm glad to say that Christmas is OVER! Hallelujahhhh or whatever. It feels nice to not have the pressure of it around and blah blah blah. No more corny songs and terrible sweaters and all that terrible jazz.

New Years Eve SUNDAY, hollllyyy shit. Entire year done with already. Gah, and I'll most likely have my period and be dying of cramps/ ( Read more... )