Okay, so I've seen this guy for a few days now and he's beginning to worry me... Story time!!!
At my college, they are putting up a new residence building and it's about a quarter finished, maybe it's half-finished, I don't really know how to tell... so there are a bunch of construction workers runnin' around all nimbly-pimbly and sometimes working. That's a lie, they get a lot of work done and I really do hope they get paid well! And, surprisingly enough, they don't cat-call all the girls! Altough... there is this one guy (he's kinda cute and he has really nice tattoos :D) who watches me eat breakfast everyday... it's a little unnerving... but... meh...
ANYWEE!!!
The guy who worries me is about twelve feet tall, also has nice tattoos, and has really nice eyes! But... the reason he worries me is that the vest he wears to signify his importance to the construction process says, "SAFETY ADVISOR" And... if he's in the Student Center, getting food and looking cute as hell (;P), then, I know, silly question: How safe can the construction workers really be? Maybe it's just me.
<3 Sara
Inside Joke Count this blog: 8
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Emonessness
It's been decided:
I don't fit in at college.
I decided it with the overwheleming evidence provided by my roommates and my "friends" that I severely don't fit in here. Maybe I'll face this problem everywhere I go... but it's something that I'll eventually figure out. Maybe when I go to California and find me some hawt emo d00dz, I'll find my place... but as of yet, I'm hust hella homesick and don't feel comfortable here... and when I say "here" I mean I don't feel comfortable in my own skin right now... it's aweful... Not fun at all. But I suppose I'll either get over it or I won't, right? Whatevuh!!!
And, on top of my insecurity in my own skin in New York, I feel like Karen. That fucking douche-bag!!! I miss New Hapmshire so much, but I feel like no one (besides my family), not even those who say they do, misses me at all... and that isquite possibly the lonliest feeling in the world. Even friends who said that they would keep in touch in college are making little-to-no effort and that hurts... do you know how much that hurts? Hurts like a fucking biznatch, lemme tellya!
I really should let it go... If my "friends" still want me, they'll make the fucking effort. I can't force someone to be my friend... especially if they don't want to be... and that works on so many different levels...
Okay, enough of teh Emo(z). I'm sure you're tired of hearing me bitch and moan. Or perhaps you'd like moar moaning? ;P
<3 Sara
Inside Joke Count this blog: 8
I don't fit in at college.
I decided it with the overwheleming evidence provided by my roommates and my "friends" that I severely don't fit in here. Maybe I'll face this problem everywhere I go... but it's something that I'll eventually figure out. Maybe when I go to California and find me some hawt emo d00dz, I'll find my place... but as of yet, I'm hust hella homesick and don't feel comfortable here... and when I say "here" I mean I don't feel comfortable in my own skin right now... it's aweful... Not fun at all. But I suppose I'll either get over it or I won't, right? Whatevuh!!!
And, on top of my insecurity in my own skin in New York, I feel like Karen. That fucking douche-bag!!! I miss New Hapmshire so much, but I feel like no one (besides my family), not even those who say they do, misses me at all... and that isquite possibly the lonliest feeling in the world. Even friends who said that they would keep in touch in college are making little-to-no effort and that hurts... do you know how much that hurts? Hurts like a fucking biznatch, lemme tellya!
I really should let it go... If my "friends" still want me, they'll make the fucking effort. I can't force someone to be my friend... especially if they don't want to be... and that works on so many different levels...
Okay, enough of teh Emo(z). I'm sure you're tired of hearing me bitch and moan. Or perhaps you'd like moar moaning? ;P
<3 Sara
Inside Joke Count this blog: 8
Monday, September 24, 2007
Heart-tarded
While some people find the phrase insanely offensive, I find THEM offensive. Not those who are retarded... that's just heartless!!! But people who find the phrase offensive. My best friend's boyfriend used to like to pretend he could get me to stop saying and I used to say it MORE when I was around him! He was such an ass... Luckily he's not in the picture anymore! WINZ FOR ALLZ!!!
I had a phone conversation with my mother tonight. While the conversation is not remarkable because I call her everyday now that I'm 250 miles away from her... and hella homesick... but the remarkable thing is that the final time of the conversation, so says Jade the Cell Phone was 1:04:09. That translates to one hour, four minutes, nine seconds. I attribute it to the fact that she didn't call me last night and I would have felt bad calling her because she was sleeping.
College sucks... don't do it... unless you have no family and are uninhibitted. I find that being inhibitted makes the college experience tougher... or maybe I just suck! I mean, I am worse than fugly! So college must be really tough for Fuggos! Dangit!!!
<3 Sara
Inside Joke Count this entry: 4
I had a phone conversation with my mother tonight. While the conversation is not remarkable because I call her everyday now that I'm 250 miles away from her... and hella homesick... but the remarkable thing is that the final time of the conversation, so says Jade the Cell Phone was 1:04:09. That translates to one hour, four minutes, nine seconds. I attribute it to the fact that she didn't call me last night and I would have felt bad calling her because she was sleeping.
College sucks... don't do it... unless you have no family and are uninhibitted. I find that being inhibitted makes the college experience tougher... or maybe I just suck! I mean, I am worse than fugly! So college must be really tough for Fuggos! Dangit!!!
<3 Sara
Inside Joke Count this entry: 4
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Numbah WON!!!
This is the first entry. There will be no inside jokes. Just get over it.
This is pretty much just a test and I'm not in a witty kind of mood tonight. However, stick around and there will be wit! I guarentee it. When I get really tired, I get silly and I type blogs. It's how I do.
Welcome to the Insani-Dome! You paid for it, you stick around. We have pretzals.
Less Than Three!
Sara
(So, I lied, there was an inside joke)
This is pretty much just a test and I'm not in a witty kind of mood tonight. However, stick around and there will be wit! I guarentee it. When I get really tired, I get silly and I type blogs. It's how I do.
Welcome to the Insani-Dome! You paid for it, you stick around. We have pretzals.
Less Than Three!
Sara
(So, I lied, there was an inside joke)
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