I have three final exams on Wednesday.

An 8-10 page paper due Thursday.

And an exam way the hell out on Dec. 13th.

DAMNATION!!

What the hell's up with Nick at Nite's crumby line-up nowadays?

While chatting with my new pal poeticheart13 about Lifetime sitcoms, it dawned on me that Nick at Nite, once the proud proprietor of "instant gratification", is anything but...

If you look at their nightly lineup, you'll find everything is from the late 80's and beyond. It's as if classic TV has ( Read more... )

Taken from nynorskboi

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or ( Read more... )

It has recently been brought to my attention that I have a tendency to share the most random, trivial things with people I know and grocery shop with ( Read more... )

I'm feeling really Cuban today.


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Great Miami weekend all around!

Did the forced family fun thing, the christmas decorating thing, the black Friday thing, and the clubbing thing.

Special thanks:

> My mom for buying me a camara
> My mom again!
> xshadypinesx and Grace for letting me use their internets
> Lily for throwing together another kick ass Thanksgiving
> Abby for kicking my ass at Bingo and ( Read more... )

I got out of class and thanked God for making rain while I was inside.

I turned a corner and Biblical Amazonian-type rains came forth.

You can now wring my clothes out and provide water for a small African nation.

I've grown so tired of always wanting and wishing for things to happen.

Everyone's getting what they want so effortlessly, it seems. I get so annoyed at myself for purposefully putting myself out there for those things to happen and coming out empty-handed. Why am I the one nothing pans out for?

I know why.

I need to stop being scared of myself

I just finished doing a load of laundry.

I forgot to put in laundry detergent.

The end.

Watching Cleopatra always makes me feel inadequate as a human being.

They don't make love affairs like they used to.