September 2011
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August 2011
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I right-clicked it. I hovered over it. I stared at it for ten minutes. I got annoyed by it while I was going through my dashboard. I refreshed the page several times. I did everything I could think of to get rid of it.
Everything except… actually clicking on it -__-
I declare this moment as stupidity.
I’m so jealous of everyone who is going back to school. I miss LB. Damn. I didn’t think I ever would miss it but I honestly do. Summer was enjoyable but nothing fills the void of education. I miss the huge trek on campus.. the crowd of people who always knock me over.. the smell of the kbbq for sale on the upper food court.. the random stands near the bookstore. Most of all, I miss...
I feel like I’m being shut out. And I’m trying so hard to quickly gather my thoughts. What could I have possibly done? Did I offend you? Hurt you? Smother you? Why this cold shoulder…
I desperately want to know what went down. Shit. You’ve been avoiding my texts and calls, yet I see you prancing around on Facebook. Posting statuses that you know I’ll see, things...
Losing hair.
Lots of it too. I feel like every problem I’m encountering in my life at the moment is costing me a strand of my hair. But what happens when the count doubles.. as each problem becomes worse than the previous?
One strand; being broke.
Two strands; unpaid bills.
Four strands; moving out.
Eight strands; finding a job.
Sixteen strands; no school.
Thirty-two strands; goodbyes to friends.
...
Composure.
Two job interviews in the past 3 days have taken a toll on me. Interviews are a huge pain. Dressing up in heels and tight pencil skirts—which are by far the most uncomfortable clothing anyone will have to wear. Then, for me, I have to step out of my comfort zone (volume-wise). Sometimes it feels like I’m screaming at the interviewer but in actuality, they can still barely hear me. I...
Spoken Truth: apenaslincoln: I don’t understand... →
apenaslincoln:
I don’t understand you.
In many ways I find this whole thing to be funny. You see me, you like me, you wait a while, and then put forth the effort to get my attention. THEN, once my attention has been given to you, consistently. You vanish.
I’ve played the disappearing act…
This one's pretty fun.
Your ex texted you and wanted you back. Would you take him/her back? No.
Has anyone told you “forever and ever” then left? All the time.
Your relationship status? I’m somebody’s girlfraaand.
Where did you meet your crush(es)? Uh.. school?
Have you ever lost a close friend? Yes.
Do you smoke weed regularly? Not even irregularly.
Think back to the beginning of 2011....
