February 2010
67 posts
Depositing your life into other people is not like a savings account. Sometimes, when you want things back, those people refuse to return them.
Deposit wisely.
“There’s got to be more to life than chasing temporary highs.”
January 2010
51 posts
“I’ve got a right to be wrong
My mistakes will make me strong
I’m...”
Profess.
Now in my 6th semester of college, I’ve come to a conclusion. Some people are not meant teach.
I don’t care how many degrees you have or how many dissertations you wrote. There is an art to capturing a class’ attention and some people fundamentally lack this skill. I should not be forced to listen to these people.
That is all.
Semester 6
Ahh, first day of my 6th semester of college. I’m getting OLD.
I’ve been weary of this semester because I know in order to get the grades I want, I have to work even HARDER than I did last semester and I’d like to think I banged out a pretty decent GPA last semester. Nonetheless, being weary only slows me down so it’s time to do work.
Looking forward to a productive...
Sometimes, I just enjoy your company. :) Sometimes, it’s just as simple as that.
I live in an apartment now. It’s cool.
I start my day at 9am tomorrow with my internship and finish at 6pm after work and two classes. It is not cool.
Back to reality. Enjoying this lazy Sunday seeing as it will be the last loaf day for awhile.
APARTMENT DAY.
“When it’s all over, put your vote in my ballot.”
“Don’t be a hard rock when you really are a gem.”
“My heart’s an open sore that I hope heals soon.”
There is a syllabus. For my one credit job search strategies class that I only decided to take because the recession scared the shit out of me.
A legitimate syllabus.
Have you ever seen that ultimate blown face? Cause I’m wearing it right about now.
“I give you the business. Now button up your shirt straight.”
You don’t send chills down her spine
you send them from her neck to every layer of her skin
30 seconds and you became
her sweetest and most sensual sin.
The only thing better than hooking up is writing about it, folks.
In the words of Lady Gaga, I’m a free bitch.
Bittersweet
As much as I have complained about wanting to return to school (and move into my brand new apartment!), I am going to miss being a complete bum in a week. At school, my life never stops moving and I certainly both love and hate this. Internship, jobs, CLASSES, my wonderful lovely frat, and now two editor jobs (although these are always my favorite).
Over break, I’ve learned that I throw a...
Weekend excursion
Getting away for the weekend again. Perhaps it’s not to my favorite place named NYC but it’s with one of my favorite people, my sister :)
Salisbury always makes me feel really chill and relaxed…sentiments that I am in need of at the moment.
Today was the first day that I woke up and felt like me. It was the first day that I didn’t have to tell myself to be OK, but...
Something I noticed.
I have way too much Lil Wayne and Drake on my ipod. I believe this is the result of friends giving me music that they love.
“Plus every good girl wanna go bad…”
This used to be a funhouse
but now it’s full of evil clowns
It’s time to start the countdown
I’m gonna burn it down. Down. Down.
^Stuck in my head tonight.
Wise words I recently heard:
Casual sex—an oxymoron.
“When he left, I cried for a week. But I have faith. I have faith that I’ll find...”
– Carrie Bradshaw, Sex and the City (via herconfessions)
Out of My Rut.
I’ve always maintained that emotional hurt is far worse than physical hurt.
I’ve been walking around the past few days like my dog died or something because I have released so much emotion and I don’t know what to do with myself. A LOT of shit went down in the past few days and it’s forced me completely out of my emotional comfort zone. I don’t do feelings, I avoid...
Anticipation
Things I’m looking forward to:
Visiting my sister this weekend
MOVING INTO MY APARTMENT WITH THE 3 BEST LADIES ON THE PLANET.
Starting school. Ok, ok. I’m sure by the first week in Feburary I will regret this statement but I need to be back on my grind again, focusing my energy on things that are important. Too long staying idle and I get antsy.
KNICKS/LAKERSSSSSS. next Friday,...
Spoiled.
This song came on during my trip to work this morning and at this moment, truer words have never been spoken.
“Spoiled” I kinda thought that I’d be better off by myself I’ve never been so wrong before You made it impossible for me to ever Love somebody else And now I don’t know what I left you for See I thought that I could replace you He can’t love me the way...
I like morals.
So, because winter break is too long and my life is reaching a new low, I’ve resigned myself to two hours of the Bachelor tonight. During one of the dates, one of the women said she didn’t want to kiss him until/unless she was the last woman standing. A bit extreme…yet he admired this and gave her a rose on that date.
Perhaps that which we choose not to do says a lot more than...
“New York is the thing that seduced me. New York is the thing formed me. New York...”
– PATTI SMITH (via cuzzinswithbenefits) (via javiidoll) (via blackfashion)
Unwrapped.
For so long, you were something I didn’t want.
Something I tried to relinquish
Because the rest of my girlfriends
The rest of my world
Seemed normal.
And here I was holding on to something
That everyone else had forgotten about long ago.
Yet, now, in the smallest moments
I know you are one of my greatest gifts.
You are the reason I can be that much stronger
You are the reason I can hold...
Big Apple.
Back from my NYC excursion and I did live up to my word to have a kick ass time with a kick ass person. Everytime I go to that place, I love it even more.
There are some friendships that defy explanation. They don’t even come close to fitting in the box. They are wild, unpredictable, and never dull.
After this weekend, I realize I have such a friendship in my life and I am grateful. There...
“I’ve got some issues that nobody can see.”
– Kid Cudi, Soundtrack to my Life
“I don’t know what the hell we’re doing, but baby, I damn sure love...”
Print.
A simple pleasure: libraries. I was slightly depressed when I realized the local library at home reduced itself to a tiny room bc of renovation. I love going for hours and perusing the shelves.
Can’t wait for the NYC public library this weekend. Highlight of my trip.
Read carefully,
tY
