February 2010
53 posts
There is a fine line between joking around and being rude; fine line between being sarcastic and attacking someone. And if you think that I am going to sit here and take your rude, uncalled for comments you’ve got another thing coming. I’ve experienced too much in my life, too much on a daily basis, to tolerate comments like that. You’re pathetic and immature and I’m NOT...
He does not deserve birthday kisses, he deserves a kick in the PEEEENIS
– Nicole
[hahahahahahhahahahaha Oh Nic, you slay me]
There is a good deal of snow on the ground. It is currently sleeting/snowing. The sidewalks have hardly been touched. From what I see from my window, the roads don’t look much better. Apart from two or three, all schools in the area have snow days. I still have class.
fun.
I was asked to do a presentation about my time abroad tomorrow. I just finished doing my Power Point. I used a lot of pictures and wrote blurbs about my time in Europe. I’m really excited to be able to just talk about it for awhile tomorrow afternoon [weather permitting] but it made me so, so, incredibly sad to make the presentation;so much. Katherine, Kaitlin, Doyler, Mel, Mallory, Plassey...
I think the one thing I hate more than anything is a liar. I don’t need to hear lies, half truths, fallacies, over-exaggerations. Even white lies. Don’t need ‘em. WHO NEEDS THEM? I don’t understand the need for people to speak anything other than the truth. What good comes from it? Nothing. Deception. Hurt feelings. Lack of belief/trust/faith in someone else. If...
Your smile takes my breath away and leaves me with...
I don’t get like this. I DO NOT GET LIKE THIS. I hate it. I hate that you are the one that brought the warmth that is melting the ice surrounding my heart. I was perfectly content with not feeling. No one asked you to be so wonderful. No one asked you to make me nervous and make stupid, ugly butterflies fly around my gut. No one asked you to brush up against me. No one asked you to look...
now I’m trembling inside. And nobody knows it but me.
I can be an asshole of the grandest kind. I can withhold like it’s going out of style. I can be the moodiest baby, And you’ve never met anyone as as negative as I am sometimes. I am the wisest woman you’ve ever met. I am the kindest soul with whom you’ve connected. I have the bravest heart that you’ve ever seen. And you’ve never met anyone who is as...
A wise girl kisses but doesn’t love, listens but doesn’t believe,...
– Marilyn Monroe
[lifemotto]
never make someone a priority when they only make you an option.
– keep telling yourself that Courtney.
I get to spend my Valentines Day with the love of my life: NASCAR.
heading home for the day to watch the DAYTONA 500. boogity boogity, let’s go racin’ boys!
mylife♥
One of my suite mates and her boyfriend just exchanged Valentines Day gifts and all that crap. I may very well get sick all over the place.
I THOUGHT WE WERE MATURE ADULTS.
In one of my classes there is a girl who’s a little on the heavy side; she definitely has a voluptuous pear shape. But big deal. Today, during class, she got up to leave the room for a moment. I saw her leave. And I also saw/heard two girls, who were sitting near the door, make fun of her once she was passed. They were commenting on her weight. This hurt me. First of all, I felt so horrible...
I wake up and realize it’s another four aspirin morning and I dive it. I’m wearing the same clothes I did yesterday; when did society decide we have to change and wash a tee shirt after every individual use? If it’s not dirty, I’m going to wear it. I take the stairs to the car and there’s fog on the windows. I need caffeine in my bloodstream, I take caffeine in my...
And in an automobile you get the sense of “it’s me against all of...
– Rennie Scott-Childress
Yeah, he’s one of my history professors. Yeah, this made my day a little better : )
Woke up in the foulest of moods. I’m talking HORRID.
: /
What would you do if you knew that you would not fail?
– Unknown
[I’d love]
I give more than I get. It’s depressingly true. But I’ll be patient for the roll reversal.
“And you grab your human heart as it races; just in time to feel it breaking” -All Talk
I wish we could look at things, look at people as unobtainable objects. Never feel that awkward, twisting, turning, stabbing pain deep within when we can’t have it all to ourselves. If only we could be content with knowing that something/someone is alive, seeing the beauty in its/their...
And what was really great was....
I have an 8am class on Monday’s. Rough, I know. And on this particular day I happened to have a debate in my 8am class. Situation: capitalists verses workers over wage competency during the rise of big business in the 1880s and 1890s. Pretty basic, straightforward arguments for both sides [in my opinion anyways]. So I was on the side of the workers on the rebuttal team. When the Capitalists...