December 2010
Christmas
Procrastinating as always, I decided to wait till half an hour before Christmas to start on my adopted parent’s christmas gift and it’s possibly the worst decision everrr. I decided to write a letter to them and damn I can’t stop crying. =(
See a cute guy and I give him the look like
He comes over and talks to me and I’m all like
Then I go home and I’m like
Then I realize he’s straight and I’m like
FML.
Cabrini
Well the acceptance letters are coming in now and my first one is from Cabrini. Definitely one of my top choice schools but yet I can’t help but feel largely unsatisfied. I got in and they may be only giving me 8K but it’s what I wanted. But I feel no different than I did before opening the envelope, nor do I feel any different than before I even applied.
I honestly don’t...
I would give it all to not be sleeping alone.
– The Harold Song; Ke$ha
Welcome Back Nosebleeds.
I thought your wrath over my body was over but, alas, you’ve returned. This is my third for the week so far with no hopes of stopping. As long as I don’t get one during the tournament at Rowan on Thursday or in New York tomorrow I’ll be a happy camper. I think it’s about time I had it cauterized though. This massive amount of blood needs to stay inside of my body.
134-34
Yerp. Final score. We completely ate them. They were so unbelievably bad. I can’t believe I even shaved for this meet; whatever. I’m happy for us, we’re still undefeated. And for me personally, I took 3rd in the 100 Backstroke and swam a 1:24. <3
Oh another rant.
I quite possibly will complain about this before every swim meet but damn, I hate shaving. Something about the act of swiping a blade across my skin in the hopes of removing dead cells growing from my skin skeeves me out just a little bit. And I don’t think anyone really understands how damn hard it is to shave over abs. Seriously!? Fat people have it so easy. And then there’s the...
Triton...
is gonna eat my bubbles. Time to continue that dreadful tradition of “Shower and Shave”. Of course the shower serves almost no point, and shaving only takes off maybe 3 seconds, if that, but whatever. I do what I gotsta do. We’re gonna kick Triton’s ass tonight.
Christmas Glee with a relationship rant.
So I finally got around to watching the Christmas Glee. I accidentally missed it last week and figured it was time to get on with watching it and I must say it made me feel terrible. Not because of the whole donating to children or the thin story line but just because I’m damn single and it focused way too much on relationships. Of course when Blaine and Kurt sang “Baby It’s Cold...
Inception.
I must say, ten minutes until it ended, I was completely in love with this movie. I was so worried that, after hearing everyone complain about how complicated it is, I wouldn’t be able to understand it at all. But I managed to completely get what was going on. And then those fateful last ten minutes Pissed. Me. Off. Did the damn thing keep spinning or not!? And when I complained to my sister...