January 2010
23 posts
I don’t know what’s with me, but I’ve been in the mood to contradict everyone. Whether I believe it or not, whenever someone makes a comment in one of my classes, I think of an argument to oppose them.
I enjoy pissing people off.
Why you wanna break my heart again?
So sad...
I ordered a pair of oxford heels 3 weeks ago. They won’t be arriving.
That email broke my heart
I just made 30 banana bread cupcakes with brown sugar crumble.
Help yo self
My plans for the day include:
-lvling my warlock in WoW
-eating the Dominos pizza that has been lying on my bedroom floor since last night
-taking a shower sometime before 2am
-figuring out a way to get into DougK’s Pokemon collection
-getting rid of lingering vomit that has been raping my taste buds
-making a mental list of all the things I should be doing instead of lvling my warlock...
just validation for my previous post →
Teen Moms
I’ve been seeing way too much coverage lately of teen mothers. I’m torn on whether the intent is to show teens how complicated life becomes when you bring a child into the world, or whether they are praising these girls for being brave mothers.
I’ve always been one to say “wait”. There is too much learning and growing taking part in your young adult life. And quite...
There is something quite delectable about apples and fresh cracked pepper
The only thing I want in the world is a panda bear
I can’t seem to get moving today, but this glass of wine is comforting, so everything seems okay.
I had a ridiculous concept for a feature story. I’m sure a lot of people wont be happy about it.
Do you think there are people (men or women) who find Jesus sexually attractive, to the point where they masturbate to pictures of the deity? Christians portray him as a pretty good-looking man. He also has morals, values, beliefs, manners; something many people look for in someone. In some...
I am a masochist.
Not in the sexual sense, but in a way where I enjoy pain, both emotional and physical. I guess in a way it makes me feel human. I go through the grind, the daily routine, unaware of a lot of things around me. Unaffected. Dazed. Jaded.
Then I have alone time and I punish myself. I see a flaw and I pick away. How could you do this? It spreads. From one to the next, until...