I'm sleepy.
My phone needs to be charged.
I'm excited for TUF11.
I need to take the polish off of my toenails.
I'm flustered.
My eyes feel heavy.
I have to find the Modern Languages Department.
Registration is today at 600PM and I have class.
My mom won't shut up about Weezer and "Undone (The Sweater Song.)"
Both of my knees are bothering me.
My grandma is back in the hospital.
I feel massively stressed out right now.
School is ridiculous.
The Jazz are winning.
The Knicks lost.
And I think the Kings lost. (I just checked; they did.)
I haven't watched much basketball in the past like, two weeks.
My presentation is in like, eighteen hours.
I have a hair tie on my wrist.
Peopleare frustrating.
This blog is probably going to be long.
I have an FML tab open.
Motion City Soundtrack makes me happy.
My best friend is sitting beside me on the couch.
I want to see Kick-Ass.
And She's Out of My League.
I have to make stuffed shells.
I need sleeeeeep.
I won't go to bed until one or two, I'm sure.
I just scratched my arm.
Ariel just laughed; I just smiled.
Paint dripped down a mirror; it kind of looks like a wishbone.
(Ariel thinks it looks like legs. Really, really skinny legs.)
Commercials are annoying.
Especially Pep Boys commercials.
Carlos Boozer makes his free throws strangely.
Clayton McKinney is cute.
Ariel likes mayhem....Miller, that is.
GSP and Dan Hardy had a pretty good fight on Saturday.
Ofcourse, GSP won.
He's hot.
There's another fight not this weekend, but next weekend.
IE: the day after I wanted to see the Knicks.
No Danilo or David for Jen.
Jen will survive.
Even if just barely.
Blah blah blah.
I don't think 'blah' is a cute word.
Miley Cyrus is a dumb twelve year old.
She acts all grown up and she's not even a legal adult yet.
I bet she'll be the next sperminated tween celebrity; I'll laugh. A lot.
Fonts can either compliment or destroy one another.
IE: King Cool KC should NOT go with Stencil STD.
BUT, Violation CAN go with Stencil STD without being a mess.
I think I broke my toe.
I have five tabs open.
And there is one line of volume showing on my speaker.
I should probably remind Liz that registration is today.
My nails look icky.
I get paid in two weeks.
It's my parents' anniversary.
Justin Beiber looks/sounds like a fifteen year old lesbian.
Sorry, lesbians; I know that's kind of an insult.
I hate tanlines.
I never want to go in the sun again.
The sun sucks.
I want to run far away from the fiery sun.
I think Only by the Night is a great album.
This list is getting kind of super massive.
I wish it was winter again.
I hate 80°+ outside.
It probably has something to do with how sucky Florida is.
Kenny Florian is a hottie.
He totes magotes beat Takanuri Gomi.
Ariel had to remind me who he was.
She's reading this over my shoulder.
Thanks, Ariel.
I am going to make a powerpoint on how to survive a zombie attack.
It is going to be amazeballs.
My whole class is going to be jealous.
They're probably going to pick lame topics, like, 'Why you should join a sorority/fraternity.'
....LAME. Super lame. Lame with super lame sauce.
Yeah, I don't care if that made no sense.
I've been up and going since like, eight this morning.
Yesterday morning, technically. So....
Sixteen hours.
That's a long time.
Too long, tbh, imo.
I miss talking to Ricki.
I miss sleeping in.
I wonder how Angela is doing,
I wonder if she's having a boy or a girl.
I wonder if this list is getting on your nerves.
I wonder if anyone is actually going to read this anyway.
I wonder why some of you people follow me.
How did you find me?
That's kinda weird.
Unless I found you first.
Which could totes be the case.
I think I'm going to end this list now.
Good
xx
....that's kind of long.
ReplyDeleteBut not quite endless.
Hah.