Life! I demand you become more interesting!

I love it when I get chills listening to someone sing.

my newest friend

Can you believe some people?? So, here I am at the school bookstore, just perusing through a book, when:

guy: What is that you're reading?
me: (shows cover)
guy: The...the sar....sat...the sarto..what does that say?
me: The sartorialist.
guy: The sartorialist!
me: (I continue reading, trying to ignore him, but he keeps standing next to me, watching me while I look through the book)
guy: (after a few awkward minutes) So what is that book about?
me: (puts down book and walks away)

omgahhh!

Facebook, Tumblr, and Blogger should be on lockdown when I have two papers due on Friday and a midterm on Thursday that I need to study for.

Damn technology.

You know, a few weeks ago, when I was introduced to this crazy college workload, I was contemplating dropping out and running away to Amsterdam to find myself. But in the middle of packing, I realized that I was overreacting and I went back to writing my papers. As it turns out, I’m pretty well-equipped for college. I got A’s on both of the papers I had written, as well as my presentation in Comm.

Lesson learned? That I should stop being so damn lazy, that I’m the shit when it comes to writing a college-level paper (no thanks to Mr. Ryan), and that I should really consider a career in writing.

remember when...

It's funny how these can now be thought of as the good ol' days. Compared to college, AP Stat was like reading Dr. Seuss to a room full of six-year-olds. Midterms are killer, especially with five mini essays--actual, legit essays and not short answer essay questions--for Philosophy due Monday, some unknown take home thing, possibly another essay, for Ethnic Studies due next Thursday, an English paper about websites due next Wednesday, and, apparently, another speech presentation for Comm which might also be next week. Not to mention that damn reading. I have a lot on my mind right now. This probably isn't the best time to be blogging.

On a brighter note--and only Ghemie would understand this--I'm in love with Balmain's new collection. Makes me want to go out and get a worthy blazer.