sometimes the best response is none.
dangit. i really want my bangs back but i’ve spent the past year and a half growing them out. plus this is the worst time of year to get them because i hate bangs in the summer. but i love them so much. but i hate styling them.
man, my life is SOOOO hard.
i spent the day doing homework and listening to mozart in the hopes it would increase my brainpower. the music didn’t help, and neither did this migraine i’ve had all day. it’s 6PM, and i am going to put on my pajamas, snuggle with my dogs, watch movies, and pretend school doesn’t exist.
- me: i just want everyone to be happy. damn it, chelsea, you better be happy!
- chelsea: i'm (mumble mumble mumble).
- me: did you just say you are usually drunk?
- chelsea: no i said I usually am.
- me: oh...well i liked it better the other way.
Remember that one time when teachers, public employees, Planned Parenthood, NPR, and PBS crashed the stock market, wiped out half of our 401K savings, took TRILLIONS in TARP funds, spilled oil in the Gulf of Mexico, gave themselves billions in bonuses, and then paid zero taxes?
Yeah, me neither.
cause i do the same to you.
no i can’t talk,
cause i’d up and wig out too.” —“holy cow!”- margot & the nuclear so and so’s
i feel like i have a billion things to say to a million different people. only, i honestly don’t care enough to say most of them. i never wanted to be an apathetic person, yet here i am. i just honestly don’t see the point in wasting energy. it’s not that i don’t care about people, i do. i am a caring person, to a point where it’s become a fault. i love people, i love talking to them, and i love learning things about them. but lately, i find myself thinking that i would rather sit at home and read a book, or make some food, or take my dogs on a walk. i’m trying to shake this habit.
this all sounds really negative, even though life has been extremely positive lately and i feel happy. i think it’s just growing pains. everytime i feel like i have everything figured out, life comes along, knocks me over, and says “THINK AGAIN, BITCH.”
last night sara and i got sushi and drank martinis, basically acted all grown up. “ooh look at us we’re fancy grown up adult people.” buuuut we ended up back at my house drinking beer, listening to against me!, and playing with my dogs. the night left me feeling a. really happy, b. like i was 19 again, and c. like i need to immediately buy a pack of parliament lights and smoke them all in one night. (i didn’t of course, because i’m a responsible adult who quit smoking.)
so the point of this is, uhhh…
- i don’t care, but i do.
- i’m grown up, but i’m not.
- i’m really responsible, and i’m kind of getting sick of it.
- life has been wearing me down. school and work are dumb.
- i’m trying to remember how to have fun.
Maya Angelou (via atomos)
instant reblog every single time.
i really am trying to be nicer, but it would be a hell of a lot easier if people weren’t so fucking stupid.
but if I do, I won’t receive hilarious emails like this every week.
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For the most LOLs, read aloud in a very serious voice.
most of the time i feel incredibly overwhelmed and like i have no free time. but lately, the busyness has made me feel cheerful and calm. found an awesome job prospect. i worked on my cover letter today and i’m going to rearrange my resume tomorrow so i can apply. three bukowski poetry books i ordered came in, and my urban outfitters order should come in later this week. aaaand we’re going to look at a possible house on monday. hooray!
uhhhh that’s all.