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no no no no
I have been sick for the past three to four weeks. This means I am experiencing one of the following:
-a fever
-loss of voice
-stuffy nose
-sore throat
-headache
-aches and pains
Those symptoms go in waves. The loss of voice is due to my intense love of Rock Band, combined with the fact that my siblings don't really know how to sing along to "We Got ( Read more... ) -
whoosh
Even though I have a college degree and work a retail job at a bookstore (this still makes me want to die a bit inside), I love the fact that I see at least 100 people a day, and that I talk to people I don't know, and that even though I feel stagnant as hell, I am moving around, walking, talking, interacting. Deep in my heart I want to be stuck ( Read more... ) -
fuck off
Call me a bitch, but my #1 pet peeve lately is not something like how non-fiction cannot possibly be a section in a bookstore, but the fact that any creepy guy within a twenty-mile radius thinks it's high time to stop by a bookstore and hit on me. Rob used to say I was pretty. I don't believe him, and would like to amend his statement- I seem to ( Read more... ) -
hello jamie.
Last summer, I became tremendously obsessed with the song, "You are a Song in My Heart" by Wang Lee Hom & Selina. It made me want to be the stereotypical perfect, precise Asian girl with tamed, straightened hair that can do almost anything, while also being a size 00. I also believe that if I grew up in the Philippines, I would have totally tried ( Read more... ) -
b is for b side
Reading Rachel's posts make me think of Tucson. I miss senior year, where I had the most fantastic Creative Writing class ever, I lived in a lovely house with people I had interesting interactions with, I loved my friends, I had my Rob, Urban Outfitter Tuesdays, restaurants that I had been patronizing for years, all of that. I had burrowed in ( Read more... ) -
rage in the cage
The accident has been deemed my fault. I have been frustrated and lashing out at everyone around me. I know that isn't the best way to deal with things, but it's driving me crazy how she can get away with it. I admit that some of it is my fault, but really? She hit me. You can't get around that fact. She hit me when I was way into my turn, ( Read more... ) -
JIMMY!!!
Tonight I was roughly four feet away from Jimmy Carter. If I wanted to, I could have rushed him and then been tackled by about 5-7 secret service agents. I guess he really likes his pie ( Read more... ) -
allergic to the world
I am itchy. I will now live my life in a Benadryl-induced haze. -
seriously?
Some girl hit me today. Rob was in the passenger's seat, recovering from his oral surgery, and I was just worried about getting him home and changing his gauze ( Read more... ) -
'they want your sex'
My favorite feature about my new phone is how it can speak text messages aloud, like my subject line.