For the past week, I’ve spent a good hour trying on clothes in the morning. I have not actually liked most of outfits I’ve worn. I’ve just sort of settled and left the house. This is quite bothersome considering my closet full of clothing. #firstworldproblems
Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m...– Jonathan Safran Foer (Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close) (via infinitelycaptivating) (via colorfieldsandwagonwheels)
Blatantly obvious epiphany of the day: People are entirely self-centered when handling issues regarding the use of anyone’s time but their own. Everyone guilty. Every professor I have thinks his or her class is most important. Every boss I have insists I have incredible availability. Look, I’ve got 4 classes, 2 jobs, and my own life. I try to accommodate it all but sometimes, I...
Want. So. Bad. I’ll probably break down and buy them when I get my next paycheck. I just can’t decide on gray or brown.
Lately, I feel a bit like writing. So bear with me. That last post was my 1,234th post. I approve of it’s content. School is going surprisingly well. (Fingers crossed). I screwed up royally these last couple semesters and frankly, I didn’t care. I failed every class but one last spring. I withdrew from more classes than I could count. I was pretty pathetic. My GPA dropped to 1.91. I...
Hm. Apparently some people dislike disposable cameras and the photos they take. I lost three followers today. I think that’s my record loss so far. I haven’t even posted much recently. How absurd. Really?
Disposable cameras take the best pictures.
astrideats: cornbread and butterbeans and you...
So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never know...– Charlie, The Perks of Being a Wallflower