Dear hottest-of-the-hot boy in my poetry class,
Why are you that hottest of the hot? EVER, IN LIFE.
Not to mention you are the most adorable person I've ever talked to. Just fucking adorable.

-a girl named ______.

P.S. Did you figure it out yet? Why you're so hot
I'll get over it.

I just awoke from 12 hrs of sleep. I was making up for lost time. I fell like I died though. Oh well.

In the holiday spirit...My LiveJournal 12 DaysMy True Love gave to me...12 en_tricots a-commenting.11 beverlyannpeners a-bowing.10 brokendownvans a-flaming.9 wickedrealitys a-chewing.8 jesss a-yelling.7 alone_with_yous a-yodeling.6 imclalas a-ranting.5 brown brainchanges.4 hooting flying_toasts.3 Austrian courtney182s.2 parrot better_than_rens.And ( Read more... )

There are times when I cannot juggle it all and I have no idea how I'll make it through the week. I fucking hate U4ia, the stupidest program ever for fashion. USELESS. And My stupid sloper(dress) had to be taken a part after all that work because the darts were fucking 1/4 of an inch off. Correct, mistakes, write paper, finish U4ia project ( ( Read more... )

Dear Diary. Yesterday I was doing my homework and minding my own business when some stupid stupids told me to come over and play smash brothers. I was lead to their house under false pretenses. Once I did my HW I went to Jessie, Vanessa and Rob's Apt. (not my final destination) and played there for a while. Then I hopped on the bus and Called ( Read more... )

2 person Kazoo parade is def the coolest way to spend your friday night. Watch a little dodgeball, go the the cstore and cause trouble...EAT ICE CREAM!!! Oh yeah and watch home alone with the coolest fucking residents ever!

Candy Canes are great...

P.S. I love the big Fuck You on the wall.

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I love getting paged at 4 AM because someone left the stove on and almost burtn their apt down.

So fashion sucks and I keep mistaking that for life sucking...but it doesn't. I'm miserably content. I like my friends, there is no drama in my life and as boring as I think this all is, when tragedy strikes I long for normality again. So I might as well love every fucking boring minute of this life.

P.S. I'm going through a Beatles phase

Wow.
I've been thinking a lot about this whole Fashion thing and I'm not sure that it's where
should be right now. But where to go from here...

Hi. Life is hard. I miss Sydney and her roommates. Maybe they will come. Pumpkin seeds.