Except I don’t have an international music super star lookalike and we get drunk with our professors here/have so much more flexibility in living a double life so to speak and I’m in Belgium not Italy but besides all of that, SIMILAR THINGS ARE HAPPENING.
- Me: my friends had an intervention about me getting cross faded too often (i got myself into bad situations) so i made it through three months without smoking but then 4/20 happened and it all went to hell
- Henry: nigga control yourself
- Henry: were you trading favors for pot?
- Me: yes i would offer blow jobs in my dorm floor's facebook group
- Me: i'd post my hourly prices and exchange rate for grams
- Henry: I'm afraid I don't know how serious you are.
- Me: LOL i'm clearly joking
- Henry: you sound like you know what you're doing
- Henry: it was all too real
I can’t watch the show anymore without cringing. It’s so… juvenile. It’s weird because I watched the show last year and loved it and felt like my own life mirrored Jenna’s in a way but now I just can’t even relate. It’s so overdramatic and I can’t stop rolling my eyes. I’ve been trying to catch up on this new season and after watching three episodes I had to stop.
It’s a sad moment when you realize that you no longer enjoy the shows you used to love.
swag on swag on swag
Basically if anyone knows anything about Eurorail or how to book cheap flights within Europe or good hostels lemme know cuz I need a helluva lot of help planning my trip out.
okay, i’m sick of all my friends pining and fawning over you. you let the fact that so many girls want you get to your head and as a result you act like a complete douche. sorry but i don’t care if you won the genetic lottery, if you’re ridiculously arrogant and obnoxious, i am not going to find you attractive in the least. you’re just a waste of good looks. kbye
Because this is a normal thing to be doing at 3 in the morning.
love this one only because it’s my sorority pledge class’ song and we have a whole dance to it which we basically have to perform at every frat party. #pledgeprobz
Spring 2013 definitely wasn’t what I expected it to be. Winter was just too cold this year. It’s so weird to reflect upon how my freshman year is basically over. I’m going to be a sophomore… such a crazy thought. Next year when I get back I’ll be living in a sorority house and everyone will be attempting to recruit the wittle freshmen. LIKE WUTTT.
I just talked to my best friend and we agreed to make this the best summer of our lives, maybe almost as awesome as Summer ‘11. Last summer just sucked for both of us. All we did was work and wait for August to be over. And I was just basically in a funk all summer listening to Lana del Rey, fiending off the drama of a certain kind of sadness.
Not to say that good things didn’t happen last summer, because they definitely did, and I learned a lot and gained a certain kind of maturity from working with middle-aged women all summer. They were both so bitter and jaded though and just listening to their life stories killed my happy-go-lucky attitude and youthful enthusiasm. College definitely brought out some crazy in me but I’m ready to chill out now that I got all of that out of my system.
I’m going to have a fucking amazing time in Europe and then an equally amazing time in New York, see and meet wonderful people, learn and grow, bask in the sunshine, live in the moment, see some Broadway shows again, go to a few concerts, and basically just be myself again.
City of concrete dreams I’m ready for a fucking awesome summer.
Basically just an extended celebration of St. Pattys day starting from friday night to saturday morning to now. Literally not a functioning person anymore and I definitely think there may be some permanent damage done to my liver. my drunken ass thought it would be a good idea to skateboard around a frat house. and so i did… like i can’t skateboard sober, no idea how i was able to do it drunk and not hurt myself. then i met a really tall leprechaun and took a picture with him. then the leprechaun threw up. and then it was noon so we went to the dining hall drunk and i had the deepest fucking conversation with a worker there, it was legit mindblowing. then we left the dining hall and started walking back to the frat house. ended up passing out at 7 and then woke up at 10 to go party some more. what is my life
- Jess: My teacher gives everyone in between a C and B+. She's literally insane because she says giving a B- is like, in her words, going to prom without a date.
- Me: So... basically it just can't happen?
- Jess: I mean, I went to prom without a date. I went with a group of people...
- Me: Jess, why are you so awkward...
- Jess: I'm basically a B-.
My friend and I are visiting her grandparents in a predominantly elderly community and it’s just so funny to see them literally everywhere when we go to a grocery store or a movie theatre or the gym or even on the road. I feel like such a jerk laughing but I literally cannot contain it sometimes. It’s especially weird getting used to it after coming straight from a college campus. Some old people are really adorable though. Others are cranky as hell and call security on us when we’re swimming in the pool at night time because apparently we’re making too much noise. Bull. Kind of a different spring break than what most people are experiencing but I don’t mind it. God knows I need more sober weeks in my life. I’ll just stick to tanning and cruising around, living the Lana del Rey life.