Today this girl I went to high school with got engaged. I, on the other hand, was busy singing a one person rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody in the shower.
This is my life, these are my choices.
Today this girl I went to high school with got engaged. I, on the other hand, was busy singing a one person rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody in the shower.
This is my life, these are my choices.
I want my room to be clean but I don’t want to clean it do you see my problem
a tragedy in 3 parts by me.
Phase 1
Phase 2
Phase 3
In short, today was good, and then annoying, and now good ‘cause I’m at work.
Ugh I’m just thankful for the freshmen and students that were good and patient and awesome.
But my look looks like a less attractive version of this

obvs, how can you resist me.
I say as I sit at work throwing darts on a coark board/blogging my panties away.
you owe me so much
1. He thinks he’s my boyfriend.
2. No other reasons required.
I’m going to write a second book; it’s going to be called:
“The Summer of 2012 and How I Ended Up Dating the Clingiest Guy in Philadelphia”
Because I told her I would literally love it if a guy took me to a museum as a date.
Like, I think it would be super awesome. Because we could learn things and talk about art and exchange ideas and opinions and we could understand about cultures and yeah it would be awesome.
She called me a nerd and told me to get a life.
But fuck da police if I want to go to a museum with a boy as a date and wonder about all the man made beautiful things inside said museum, I will do so.
And if no boy wants to take me, I will go by my damn self.
End Rant.
And ugh like I legit think my boobs aweigh like 15 pounds wth.
And lol I remember that it was so funny.
thank god for his quick Italian reflexes