Rawr.
Fucking RAWR bish.

All the money in the world disappears one night. 
ALL OF IT. 
EVERYWHERE.

...

Ok, So...

I FUCKING LOVE LA

And cannot wait to make it my home away from home.

There are cute boys everywhere!! Herds/Packs/Murders of them! ( I dunno why I chose the word murder, but yea, I did, so deal with it).

Anyways, I love this place. Cannot wait to move down here. Although I'm glad I'm not driving. I'd die. It's nuts down here.

O.o

Why is life so difficult.
I'm done character building.
Get easy right now!
RAWR

I'm feeling hot and cold.
I'm jittery.
My stomach is all a-fluster.
My hands are shaking.
I can't sleep. I went to bed at 1am and woke up at 5am.
I can't eat. My stomach hurts.
My head hurts.
I'm confused.

Is it love?

....Nope, just finals.

I'm in, it's over. I'm set. Now all I have to do is get a B or higher in all my classes and I'll be set. BOOYAH!

I'm so freakin happy! I was screaming and shaking and almost crying. BUT i'm in, hell fucking yes.

Procrastination isn't a fault. It's a sign of self-confidence. It means you have enough faith in yourself to finish something before it's due no matter how little time you have left.

(And that sentence above is a perfect example of "lying to oneself." But I have also optioned to "not give a damn." HA)

so, if i don't get accepted to UCLA, at least I can go to Cal Poly

Cause I got accepted.

To Cal Poly.

I'm much more excited than this entry makes it seem.

I think my exact words upon reading the "CONGRATULATIONS" was "AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii"

But I still want to go to UCLA.

Just in case I die from whatever it is that has decided to infest my insides ( Read more... )

Yea, so the army called today, to try and recruit me ( Read more... )