tacos HARDCORE… seriously…
this is no good.
tacos HARDCORE… seriously…
this is no good.
i am going to write all the things that have made me happy in the last week or so. because honestly, i should stop being so negative and mersault-y. it seems all i ever do it complain. it’s time to stop. so positivesssss :)
- costume sleepover. despite the craziness of the night, it was fun :) and…
YAY!!! I’m so happy you did this- you seem way less emo now! AND I love our car talk- its great to feel so comfortable talking to someone and reaffirming how much you love and trust them!
AAAANNNNDDD….. NUMBER 9 made me laugh SO hard.. bahahaha.. you would. :P
I admit.. I love her, but at first I thought it was all just mumbo-jumbo as she pretended to be “artsy.” But after a second glance I admit it’s a very smart video… READ THE ARTICLE TO UNDERSTAND IT ALL!!!
http://www.theatlantic.com/culture/archive/2010/03/deconstructing-lady-gagas-telephone-video/37458/
PLEASE RE-BLOG SO PEOPLE CAN GET THE VIDEO ALREADY AND STOP BEING ALL “OMG… What does it mean.. she’s soo wierd!”
I never really realize that how short I am until I see pictures of myself onstage with everyone else. To wit:
SIGHHHHH.
ps this is not what all the costumes will look like.
was that post script for me?
So I was at Wal-Mart today buying groceries when all of a sudden, BANG. A little kid climbed out of the shopping cart seat while two women with the child were caught up in their shopping and fell out of the cart, hitting her head on the floor! The little kid paused for a second on the floor, as if…
wow… i ask for a story and I get nothing… tumblr asks for nothing- and it gets a story…. something is wrong here :|
at what point do you start enjoying being a second semester senior?
cuz it’s sucking some hardcore butt right now.
honestly, you start enjoying it the last two weeks of school… thats when u know where u are going… costumes is over and the show has closed.. and u had just enough time to make sure your grades aren’t going to suck… :P
but believe me.. enjoy it while it lasts… ur gonna miss the times where u and karin cry while being wrapped in a pile of fabric…