I love my boyfriend because he does cute things like buy me surprise concert tickets to see bands that he knows that I like (that maybe he's not all that familiar with) and like sending me a song at midnight last night because he "thought (I) would like it for spring and now it's spring so HAPPY SPRING!"

Ummm yeah, best ever.

Okay, so despite my hissy fit I actually had a fantastic weekend. I went into the city Saturday afternoon and partied all night, laid around in pain all day and then came back last night. I consumed one too many appletinis and got a little overzealous with the use of my shotglass necklace which resulted in my making best friends with the floor in ( Read more... )

In a matter of two hours my entire weekend got entirely wrecked ( Read more... )

James has a friend named Spencer ( Read more... )

I hate nothing more than being at Purchase on the weekends.
I seriously lead a pathetic-ish existance here.

It's not that I'm not happy, I'm just bored and lonely and it makes me miss my boyfriend more than is really necessary.

I want to fastforward the next two years, then possibly the next two until the good part of my life starts.
I refuse to ( Read more... )

I saw John Mayer last night with the boy I love most in the whole world. It was the best ever, ever, ever. He was amazing, assss usual. Also, I think he is an intelligent, humorous man and it pains me to know that he has relations with something as dumb as Jessica Simpson. But I digress. The concert was very good and the crowd is extremely ( Read more... )

I got a new computer because my other one pretty much died. It is pretty much amazing and I love it and get frustrated with it all at the same time because I don't know how to use it ( Read more... )

After 6 months of knowing him I still get butterflies, and my heart still skips a beat when he sends me a text and his voicemails make my day. I still get that middle school crush feeling, where you get that really girly giggle and your insides feel tangled and you can't wipe the grin off your face, when he looks me in the eyes, are says something ( Read more... )

I got to Purcahse at 5:30 last night ( Read more... )

I have so many issues that I never dealt with and now are eating my brain alive and come out at the most inappropriate times to make me a defensive bitch....and I can contribute 90% of it to asshole boys and the other 10% is just me being unable to understand/cope with things correctly ( Read more... )