February 2012
So I don’t think I’m going to be posting anymore personal things on here, just pictures.
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If you have a blogger, message me I want to follow...
I’m going back to blogger.
I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW.
I E-mailed my philosophy teacher today. This week is midterm exams week, and I have been very stressed. On Thursday we have a five page paper due from a 75 page reading. I also have two finals that day, and much more to do this week for other classes. I E-mailed him asking if it was possible to push back the date the assignment was due. He E-mailed me back, saying he would take my paper a week...
Anonymous asked: Where do you live that you eat in a dining hall?
I’m tired of trying to fit in with people, I don’t belong with. I’ve been trying really hard to do that here. I’m so done with that, and I don’t care if I end up alone or not. I’m breaking away from all this shit, doing my own thing.
This week is going to drive me nuts.
I have to read 87 pages of an essay, and then write a five page paper, due Thursday. My teacher also wants to have a mid-term on that Thursday as well.
I have my education mid-term Thursday.
I have a music test on Friday.
I have to write a paper for English.
I also have a religion mid-term sometime this week.
This is going to be hell.
Anonymous asked: You know you say you want questions but when someone asks you one you just ignore it. That's so rude.
Anonymous asked: my family doesnt understand why I am so intent on transfering to a college that is closer to the guy I am with (and plan to marry). its because Im afraid to tell them that when I look back on the choices I made, that I would rather know I chose love above evrything else. there are so many decisions I have made that I second guess and worry about, except the one I made when I decided to leave my...
Normal people: Aw, look at the couple. They're so cute!
Me: I wonder if they've fucked yet.
imonfireforyouclearly asked: how did matt ask you?
This weekend was such a great one. I don’t feel like explaining all the things that happened, because sometimes It’s better to just keep the memories to yourself, but I honestly can’t wait until next weekend. It’s going to be even better.