June 2012
1 post
4 tags
I'm terribly bored.
I thought I wanted to come home, get away from the chaos for a while, and live a carefree lifestyle for a few weeks.
I change my mind though. I’m bored as fuck. I’d rather be buried in responsibilities than spend my days lazing around, waking up after 9 AM. Surely I don’t want to go back to four weeks ago; that was too much stress.
But I want to wake up to a list of things...
May 2012
6 posts
April 2012
10 posts
Oh my guuuuuulay.
There’s so much on my plate, and it is not delicious! :(
STRESS WEEK, COME AT ME!
eilonwy asked: P.S. Google taught me how to spell Bichon frise! Aha!
eilonwy asked: two weeks isn't short enough. :c hang in there my love! if I could climb through screen, brave cyberspace and come out the other side of your screen I would. <3
Can we pause for a second?
Or several seconds, I should say.
Life is getting overwhelming again, and I don’t know how to approach it.
That’s a lie. I know exactly how to approach it: head first. I just don’t want to. I’m scared, inexperienced, and I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. I had to ask someone how to make a resume the other day for God’s sake. Seven months at...
March 2012
18 posts
1 tag
The future.
That shit scares me like no other.
Everything is up in the air right now. Where am I going to live? Do I get a job? Did I choose the right major? I mean, I like the idea of it on paper, but at the end of the day I’ve done virtually no further research into it besides the brief description in my catalog and other people’s brief comments. I’m honestly feeling a little dumb...
Honk If You Love OPI.
That’s the color I went with. I’m not entirely confident in my decision though. Oh well. No one cares but me anyway (x
Also, I cut my nails too short. This too is not a big deal, but I’m going to be hyper-aware of it for the next few days. Ugh. I don’t like.
Why do I get all stressed out like this? And more importantly, why aren’t there more hours in a day? I...
I really fucking love potatoes. →
leilockheart:
wowfunniestposts:
Honestly, look at these versatile mother fuckers.
They can be
Hot
Cold
Healthy
Unhealthy
Simple
Fancy
Eaten on the go
Ugh. Potato appreciation post.
THIS
POTATO. I should do a cheese appreciation post…
POTATO
funniest blog ever
3 tags
The hits just keep on coming.
It’s not like anything particularly devastating has happened. Really I’m okay. I’m just a bit tired and frustrated with all of these little occurrences. It gets a little old when nothing really goes your way several days in a row. It seems that life has a way of timing these things are midterms and finals, too… For me at least. I guess all I can do at this point is stay...
February 2012
39 posts
Uggggh, wtf.
I’m such an unproductive individual.
3 tags
I feel like a frump-a-lump.
I hate winter. I don’t like getting dressed up for the cold. Almost every day consists of jeans or leggings accompanied by a jacket or hoodie… End of story.
It needs to be Spring already so I can wear cuter clothes.
Tonight's agenda
1. Practice speech w/ partner
2. Finalize power point w/ partner
3. Finish Circle K award application
4. Finish writing Jake’s letter of recommendation
5. Board meeting
6. Chemistry homework
7. Calculus homework
8. Biology module/quiz
9. Write E-board election speech
10. Paint my nails!
Can I do it? Probably not. Hahaha. I’m going to attempt it though. Let’s goooo!
Minor emotional breakdown is over now.
I’m good to go.
Bring on the homework! d:
On another irrelevant note, I hate being lied to.
Even if its something small and seemingly insignificant, I’d rather be told the truth. When I find out later, it really hurts my feelings.
Also, why am I so damn needy?
Why do I need to constantly be in others company? I used to enjoy my alone “Yvonne Time”. And why do I need to be reassured that I’m good enough? Why do I crave being told I’m pretty, smart, funny, whatever? Where the fuck did all my self-esteem go? WHERE?
Do I do service for the right reasons?
I don’t even know anymore.
I’d like to think that I do… that I enjoy giving back to the community in any way that I can. That’s what I tell myself and others, at least. As of lately though I feel like it’s just been about accumulating hours, getting recognition, awards, etc. Why was I so eager to achieve bronze anyway? It shouldn’t even matter. The...