January 2009
“I’m sick of following my dreams. I’m just going to ask them where they’re goin’,...”
– Mitch Hedberg
LOOKBOOK.nu: We came, we saw, we kicked your ass. →
I long for a pair of jeans that fit and look like this.
Everything I love in one page. →
Omgwtfbbq.
I got way too sunburnt. I’m probably dying of sun cancer as we speak. Even though we aren’t really speaking as much as we’re cyber communicating Watevz, ouch.
brb.
Going coastal for a few days, so happy.
So much hammering.
My ears are going to start bleeding soon.
Hottest 100.
I love you JJJ.
So content sitting here listening :)
I love David Burnett. Or really just his photos. But I’m sure I’d like him too.
Haaaaaa. →
I hate myself.
When I can’t find the dvd or cd that the cute, fragile old ladies at work request. No matter how sweet they are, I know I ruined their day. However, I do not care when it’s some young person. Someone please explain why?
http://www.thedaily.com.au/news/2009/jan/17/heartbr... →
Story of two girls from my school who died in a car crash.
Although I barely knew them, this is sad.
I’m expecting the funeral on Friday to be pretty bad.
Someone else please make a decision.
Go on exchange in Germany or Canada?
The world is a happy place tonight.
I feel exactly like this.