I’m strangely nervous even though I have done this before.
I’m also kind of annoyed because I am so tired but I have so much to do and probably am not going to get to sleep at all tonight.
I remember this time when I got to go out and be social…. I fucking miss that time.
I mean really, I was having a good day. One of those happy for no reason days. Those are rare for me. But then I have to spend ten minutes waiting on on a computer in the commons because some dumb girl is looking at a hint thing for professor Layton and the curious village. I mean fuck, this is a college, not a public library.
Yeah, it sucks. But whatever.
I’m determined to have some fun and accomplish something.
hoarr:
gompr:
onemoretimewithfeeling:
What I meant to text:
Haha
What my phone autocorrected it to:
Hats
I think hats might just be my new haha.
hatshatshats
I read that as hats-that-shats.
My imagination created a vulgar, disturbing scenario starring Ron Weasley and the Sorting Hat.
You leave Ron Weasley out of your vulgar thoughts!
She was just a jealous bitch in Peter Pan.
(This is the kind of shit I waste time thinking about)
You people that know more about technology than me (that’s like all of you bitches), macbook or macbook pro?
I curse a lot. The few times I manage to put make up on in the morning, it’s all smudged up by noon. My finger nail polish is always chipped. I never wear heels.