January 2011
Even though I’m awake at 2 am on what is technically a school night, and I just lost a follower, I must admit that life is good right now. Sure, I still have my IP, THE project and MIM to worry about, and not to mention Paris Hilton (inside joke), but I’m pretty damn happy.
There’s just this feeling that life is about to get a lot better, and I haven’t felt that in a long...
Hey!
THE RED BUBBLE IS BACK!
YTMND - You're the man now dog! →
BECAUSE I LOVE FINDING FORRESTER MORE THAN YOU.
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I keep finding new things to be pissed off about.
prince-arthur:
Classic’ - a book which people praise and don’t read.
– Mark Twain
I feel so lost without the red notification...
santanalopez:
agentdonovan:
diaryreadingcat:
agentdonovan:
calliopetorres:
That’s why I just refresh every few minutes.
Speaking of which, where has the bubble gone?
I think they got rid of it completely. :(
OH MY GOD. I thought Chrome was just shitting around!
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You laugh at me because I’m different. I laugh at you because you’re all the...
– Lady Gaga
Unfollowed some people.
“Some” would be an understatement. I went from 334 to 280. I was trying to be nice at that, you know, not unfollowing the pointless fuckyeahs that I follow even though I don’t like/reblog anything from them.
Damn, I feel like a bitch.
Oh well.
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That awkward horrendous moment when you think you permanently removed your Academic Research Paper from your laptop before you’ve passed the final output in hard copy.
…Followed by the absolute glorious moment when you realize that you didn’t save it as “ARP” or “Academic Research Paper,” but as the actual title of the damn thing.
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I was gonna make a different text post.
Then I realized that it made me sound like a total slut. Which I’m not (because I haven’t thrown myself at anyone, thanks). I’m just confused. And they all just have characteristics which are, er, appealing?
Honestly, why can’t they all just mesh into one person so that I can put this all behind me and stupidly obsess over one boy like I used to do when I was fourteen?
...
When you're reading a book, and something...
justpelvicthrust-:
waldosia
n. [Brit. wallesia] a condition characterized by scanning faces in a crowd looking for a specific person who would have no reason to be there, which is your brain’s way of checking to see whether they’re still in your life, subconsciously patting its emotional pockets before it leaves for the day.