I am a penny pincher. This may be because I am a college student. This may also be because my dad is an extravagant spender who has made many financial mistakes that have resulted in absolute havoc. Most likely, it’s a combination of both. The point is, I was a little less than enthusiastic to go to Oakland with my friend William, who had asked me ( Read more... )

At the young age of nine, the Barbie aisle was my favorite place to be in the world of Target. My little legs would spring into action as soon as I was done hurriedly informing my mom of my destination, hardly pausing for a breath until I was finally there. I’d stand still for minutes at a time, which was an eternity at my age, staring up at the ( Read more... )

1. Who was the last person to call you, and why ( Read more... )

1. What were you doing at 12 last night ( Read more... )

( Because it's been awhile, and I don't feel like giving a real update yet. )

I'm on my way to Sacramento for my cousin's graduation with my family, my aunt, uncle and cousin on a full tummy and my brother's iPod in my ears. We've got about 3 more hours to go, but I'm feeling just fiine.

I'm currently in the STTC computer lab with Will right now, making a weak attempt to finish my Ethnic Studies miderm due on Monday, consisting of three essays with a length of at least nine pages. Typical me got bored and distracted, so I started singing along to some of the songs playing on my Macca. After awhile, the girl from across the room ( Read more... )

Feeling empty sure makes use of a lot of emotions ( Read more... )

4:00 in the morning, and I think it's time to head home.

I want you to want me.