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It has come to my attention that maybe I don't know what time is. And if I do, do I really need it? Some Eastern cultures have no concept of time whatsoever; their language doesn't even incoporate the past, present, and future tenses. So therefore, if they can live their lives unconcerned with ticking clocks, can't I? I'm confused, because the very ( Read more... )

Word, today is St. Patrick's Day!!! Finally! So happy Erin Go Braugh to the Irish in all you feckin' eejits from the South that can't scrape by with anything else in yeer blood, eh?! haha. This weekend I'm going to Chapel Hill and it should be a good time. Paul, one of my best friends, is in town and that's fucking awesome. Got to chill with him ( Read more... )

Whoa. So I just went on a date and had a great time, and I'm so AMAZED! He paid for everything and opened doors even. His responses were a little patented, like when he dropped me off he said "I had a great time tonight" but what the hell, it was fun?! First off, let me tell you how I met this guy; it was very random and I guess I owe it all to ( Read more... )

So today I feel like life can't be all that bad. Obviously, we're showing remarked improvement because I've started to capitalize "I"...I used to say "i hope blah blah" like a little self-conscious bitch. My head hurts cause I haven't drunk anything today except a few swallows of flat, un-iced Pepsi...but it's okay, cause the fashion show went ( Read more... )

So I've decided maybe everything will end up okay, I probably should just chill for a week. No point in being emo about it, that's not my style. I mean hell, I have 11 more years to meet men make friends and have fun. When I'm 30 I can calm down to watch Lifetime movies every night with pints of ice cream getting fat. That's 11 fewer years to deal ( Read more... )

Wow. Talk about post-traumatic stress, this has been one of the worst weeks of my life. My closest family member could've gone to jail, I'm most likely getting kicked out of UNCA for next semester, everyone I've ever been with here hates me, I went too far with a friend, spring break is coming which means my parent's house, and worse of worse my 9- ( Read more... )

Today is one of those "this is going to be great day!" days. Until 5 o'clock, when the anger starts to pour out and I sound like a pessimistic bitch, but anyways...I don't care who doesn't believe that I can have good days. Speaking of, do your parents ever stop loving you? I didn't think that was supposed to happen. Long story short, yesterday was ( Read more... )