batteredsuitcase

batteredsuitcase

Monday, March 22, 2010

oh my god, i hit william shatner.

well helllo there i haven't written for quite some while.
and when reading while, i hope you pronounce it wHile.
really emphasize the h.
kay thanks.

so i leave for new york in ten days!!!
how excited are you? SO EXCITED, thats how!!!
xtine and yano and mica and myself all in one roooooooom thats how excited.
woooo freakiin eff. i can finally get out of this town. im so tired of this place. it'll be awesome to get out. even if it is only for one week. thats one week i won't have to be here for. which is so exciting.

freaking school. i don't want this anymore. i slept through both blocks of english today. yep. as attractive as marlon brando is, a streetcar named desire movie is not that interesting. it was a nice power nap to get me ready for....english lit! huzzahhhh. at least me and taylor and jenny were wearing basically the same color. that kept me entertained for a good while of the day. especially seeing how many people commented on it.
'oh hey, you guys are wearing the same color!'
'dude, did you plan that?'
'haha you're all dressed the same.'
oh really? thank you. i hadn't noticed in the ten minutes we have been sitting here together. lol at the tools

i saw shutter island last night.
im a huge baby and that is all that this paragraph will say.

and i'm in a pissy mood right now.
cause i've asked for flowers how many times? but no. not for me. flowers are expensive, dates are expensive, gas is expensive.
ahhh yes, but getting new tires because you want your car to look nicer isn't expensive.
thank you. thank you.
okay so i read that and realized how selfish i sounded. but you know what? i want freakin flowers.
i would like something that shows some passion here. something out of the ordinary. something that makes me feel good. although, mister, you do say nice things that make me feel nice. and when you hold me and give me a hug from behind, i feel really loved.
but come on.
im not asking for a bouquet every single day. just one. then a couple months down the road, maybe another?
im sorry, but every girl wants to be picked up, handed flowers, and taken out for dinner.
that just sounds lovely.

okay it feels good to get my feelings out through something. i think i just like ranting.

aw graduation station is coming up! three months, three days. sounds gorgeousss.

i'm don't think i feel like going to dance tonight. i mean, i will, of course. partially only to see atisha et jahnaya. but you know. i'll be there. and dancing. wooooo.

aiight, i should go. i love you all.

xoxo
--t

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