I hate boys. I HATE THEM. I am stuck with either one of two options: homosexuality or entering a convent.

I'm living like, a perpetual nightmare.

FUNNY FUNNY FUNNY

YOU ARE SO FUNNY

I hate hate hate hate hate the week before finals.

Hate it.

Hate hate hate hate hate it.

This may sound nuts, but I am SO excited to be living in West campus next year. It probably wouldn't be exciting if I hadn't already known all the good places to live were already filled when I picked (South... Alumni... McMahon... Hilltop...). But West is CUTE, and I liked it the first time I saw it. I mean, I'm already living in a ghetto ass ( Read more... )

Funny bunch of strange coincidences and stories that just don't make sense.

I just feel hurt.

What is the point of seeking other people's approval all the time? It just makes you feel like shit.

You know God really hates you when your UGG boot gives you a blister.

I don't even know if I'm still drunk or not.