So, um...I look incredibly hot. D&G sunglasses, red polo(strangely enough found at GAP), jeans that i doctored with plaid, and banana yellow mihara yasuhiro pumas.....yum yum....ps.....i'm drunk

I absolutely cannot stop sneezing. That has to be the worst thing in the world besides itching. My boyfriend and I have eaten entirely too much Mexican food and are now sick. Grace came to eat with us and we had a lovely time until we smoked and she got upset with me. I LOVE YOU GRACE. Thanks for lunch.

My baby loves me just the way that i am....he also seems to like the ripped guy who continues to walk past his window

I AM THE BIGGEST LUSH IN THE WHOLE WORLD, AND I HAVE THE BEST BOYFRIEND THAT ANYONE COULD EVER ASK FOR....I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I CAN HARDLY STAND IT!

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So, I really just want to shoot myself in the face. I mean I'm not doing anything right. My classes are going really badly, I have no job, I'm a big fat lazy bum which is never anything to be happy about. I'm in the library because I feel to badly to go to Public Speaking after the class has already started. I had a speech due on Friday, but ( Read more... )

GRACE!!!!WAKE THE FUCK UP! HOW IN THE HELL CAN ANYONE PERSON KEEP SUCH ODD HOURS. THERE'S MORE TO LIFE THAN SEX AND SLEEP. GRANTED, NOT MUCH....BUT A LITTLE. If you and yo' man wanna go out to and grub tonight let me know soon so I can go ahead and get all my shit finished ahead of time....btw, livejournal fans....I'm giving a speech on kaballah ( Read more... )

So, I once again sit in the library bored stiff. I'm really excited about going home though. I haven't seen the family in quite a while. Highlights, here I come. I don't like this dark natural color bullshit unless it's winter. And seeing as how I'm tan now....it's very unappealing. I hope Grace and Houston are having a good time, but I'm ( Read more... )

Had second vegetable omelette in two days...gah, they're mmmm...mmmmm....good. I'm not really into reading The Teachings of the Buddha right now, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Granted, I love reading about religions, but Vogue is really calling my name.