Thursday, May 10, 2012
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theinbetweenspaces:

ghastley:

isecretlylikeonedirection:

sarvel:

I searched Shia LeBeouf in soundcloud and found this.

i won’t rest until everyone listens to this

Shia Labeouf

Thursday, May 3, 2012
Prom date? 
Eh…I’m happy I have a date but I’m starting to get really frustrated with him. I get that he’s busy, but so am I, and it really doesn’t take that much effort to figure things out.

Prom date?
Eh…I’m happy I have a date but I’m starting to get really frustrated with him. I get that he’s busy, but so am I, and it really doesn’t take that much effort to figure things out.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Life can be so ironic at times.

I had a HUGE crush on this guy in junior high who barely knew I existed, and tonight, five years later, he asks me to prom. I feel like my thirteen year old self all over again- all giddy and excited. It’s going to be so much fun to have a handsome date (who, by the way, is pleasantly taller than me). It wasn’t anything super cute or out of the ordinary, how he asked me, but it was gentlemanly and nice in a different way. Even though we’re just going as semi-friends, I’m so happy and can’t wait for prom 2012

Monday, April 16, 2012

I finally got a job!

I still can’t believe it happened, after trying for so long. The job market here is obviously entirely in the dumps, so I’m so happy to have found one. It’s really hard, but all of the workers have been really nice and helpful. I know it’s going to be a really good learning experience for me and will help me grow up a lot because of all the responsibility on my shoulders. I don’t think I ever appreciated busboys/girls or waiters/waitresses so much until now. Who knew it was such a fast-paced, high-stress job? I love it though!

Monday, April 9, 2012
If you had a million years to do it in, you couldn’t rub out even half the ‘Fuck you’ signs in the world. It’s impossible. Holden Caulfield
Friday, March 23, 2012

False Alarm

I hear a buzz,
and my heart stops -
not a pleasant palpitation, mind you,
more of a dread-filled premonition.
Will it be good news? 
Am I accepted?
Or is this just another rejection
to add to the growing pile
of colleges I’ll never attend?
But wait -another buzz!
Oh no! What is this?
The phone glowers,
as if it enjoys the inner turmoil
from which I suffer.
“Slide to unlock!” -it prompts me,
laughing at my hesitation.
Shakily, I slide,
the sound of my racing heartbeat
deafening me.
“Edline: 1 new report is available”
Damn you all to hell,
JUST TELL ME WHERE
I AM OR AM NOT GOING ALREADY.




Sunday, March 18, 2012
Wondercon 2012
This past weekend was insane. It was like entering an entirely different culture from that which I’m used to - but, in the best way possible. My geekiness has greatly expanded after this experience (I even encountered some kindred spirits, much to my surprise). I made some money AND got a crapload of free stuff - does it get much better than this?

Wondercon 2012

This past weekend was insane. It was like entering an entirely different culture from that which I’m used to - but, in the best way possible. My geekiness has greatly expanded after this experience (I even encountered some kindred spirits, much to my surprise). I made some money AND got a crapload of free stuff - does it get much better than this?

Thursday, March 15, 2012

I’m In Love

With my best friend Erica Shin oh gosh. love. her. amazingness. 

Friday, March 9, 2012

When I was a little kid, I used to love the geese and ducks that lived at the park.

They were my favorite part of going to the park. I must’ve liked how peaceful and simple they seemed - as if they could never be corrupted by our world. I loved watching them paddle through the rippling water and quack at each other. I even named the one goose Jemima. One day I went with my friend to the park, but as we crossed the street, I saw a strange red sheen over the grass and white dots here and there. When we got closer, it became apparent that the white dots were the severed heads of my beloved ducks. Someone had killed every one of them, leaving poor Jemima the goose alone in the fenced-off pond surrounded by bloodied grass. We cried together at the scene of the massacre and ran home to tell our parents. This is one of my most disturbing childhood memories.

Sunday, February 26, 2012
ladyanneoftardis:

nkfr:

youcreatedthismonster:

A book-scented candle.How novel.  

I NEED IT

I just found perfume too! Oh my god, I know why I’m going to be broke this month…

This is one of my favorite smells in the world. Birthday present, anyone? ;)

ladyanneoftardis:

nkfr:

youcreatedthismonster:

A book-scented candle.
How novel.  

I NEED IT

I just found perfume too! 
Oh my god, I know why I’m going to be broke this month…

This is one of my favorite smells in the world. Birthday present, anyone? ;)