A blog about a uni girl who updates in her spare time. 
placing a wager
not a real wager. okay, i’ll wager my capacity to gossip: june 7/8, something big is going to happen. something big in my tiny personal life that has nothing to do with me directly, but everything to do with my trip in september.
i have my suspicions.
now that my sister’s single again, i feel compelled to stalk all the guys she friends on facebook. you will not hurt my sister, you bastards
GLEE - Full Performance of “Paradise By The Dashboard Light” (by GleeOnFox)
idky, but I loved this performance.
…yap, still a Gleek. A jaded Gleek.
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when you are a girl who looks about 16 dating a guy who looks about 25, a children’s museum is a really uncomfortable place to go on a date. i didn’t make eye contact with anyone who wasn’t employed there; i got the feeling grand/parents thought it was weird a couple of too-old-to-be-there-without-children were hanging around.
i want to be a child, too D: discovery museums are fun.
maybe i’ll make a discovery museum for adults. it’s not like the things they were educating children about couldn’t be applied for adults.
I could watch Modern Family all day. I think I killed myself on the last few episodes.
(Source: leeisnthereforthat)
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Summer is grand
10am: Wake up. Complain about having to get out of bed.
10:30: Get up. Shower. Complain about class.
12:30: Go to class. Complain about sophomores.
2:35: End class. Complain about going to work.
3:30: Start work. Complain about 7 hour shift.
10:45: End work. Complain about getting out late.
11:15: Get to boyfriend’s. Complain about homework.
11:55: Finish homework with four minutes to spare. Complain about how not tired I am.
12:24: Post my schedule on Tumblr. Complain about how now I’m getting sleepy.
just because i “have no weekends” doesn’t mean i don’t have a life.
when i tell people i never get weekends, people give me this look. this “you must be full of shit” look, or maybe “oh man, i’m sorry.”
then i explain that i’m taking classes and working, and people are like “oh man, that sucks.”
which i don’t really understand. i mean, if my parents weren’t paying for my tuition, how else would i pay for school? as it is, most of the money i make goes to rent and bills and food.
and sometimes clothes.
…and a plane ticket for a wedding.
also, comic con.
and a semi-impromptu road trip.
i really need to find another source of income. ~8.40 (i got a raise!) an hour isn’t cutting it. (but another job would mean putting aside more time that i pretty much really don’t have)
car problems
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At least there’s an eclipse tonight (:
today at starbucks this girl ordered a drink and told them to put the name “primrose everdeen” on the cup and when the barista called out the name she screamed “i volunteer as tribute” and everyone just stared at her
I want to be this girl’s friend.
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the awkward moment when my sister tells me she’s going to call me later, and i automatically assume an engagement announcement is going to accompany the call. i have a problem.
