February 2012
19 posts
I am happy. Listening to this random beat accompanied by piano and some sax and some clarinet. My toes tapping as I read. If I look passed the book, there my boyfriend sits, on his computer, where he is happy, too. I have a full stomach, a bed, and a warm body to cuddle and call my own. I am in school with the OPPORTUNITY, that most don’t have, to learn and excel. What reason do I have to...
Fucking white guys
Standing near me talking about the test I failed. Why the fuck. Cummon, really? Can we just get passed this, please? They’re going over like every fucking question and what grade they got. Ha. Ha.
I have never bombed a test so badly before. Ever. In my entire life. If I think I needed a drink yesterday I need a bottle tonight.
So unhealthy for me.
I can't seem to eat unhealthy anymore.
Not ALL unhealthy things, but just a few I’ve noticed so far.
At work I normally just drink water or ice tea. I don’t particularly like soda, so I almost never drink it. There are RARE occasions when it gets REALLY busy, and we’ve been running around for three hours. At that point I feel like I’m going to pass out, so I need a sugar rush, and soda is the quickest and most...
“I don’t care what you think about me, I don’t think about you at all.”
– Coco Chanel (via christyd)
Me, just now.
./rolls over in bed to take a break from reading.
In head:
‘shit I need to do those work outs later.’
‘NO, DO THEM NOW!’
‘nope, going to sleep.’
T_T still in bed.