- jessica: he has "bieber" hair.
- me: eww, like Justin Bieber?
- jessica: no, like the other Bieber.
- me: :[
Dieu ce serait bon de partager mon lit avec un garçon.” —Je Ne Sais Pas Choisir | Emily Loizeau
i wish i could breathe out of my nose.
i wish my closet was bigger.
i wish my bed didn’t have to be 20 feet in the air.
i wish i felt comfortable in my own room.
i wish i was back home, but still didn’t have to lose my two best friends here.
i wish i didn’t have a headache right now.
i wish i got cell service in my room.
i wish i had a job that i liked.
i wish i was a happier person.
it’s been a few days since i’ve been on here. lame, i know! i have successfully moved into my dorm, but i still have a bit of decorating to do. i have barely had time to just sit and relax, and when i do have the time i like to spend it with my friends that i hadn’t seen in three months! for the past two days i have had to help the freshman move in, and let me tell you, i will probably be sore for a week. I am just not a strong person, and having to go up and down stairs for five hours each day carrying heavy boxes and what not, is not my idea of fun. I am just glad that that is over and done with. classes start monday, and i’m not too thrilled out that. i’m getting pretty burnt out on school now. i’m just ready to start my job and be done with it.
i need food.
&& people wonder why i am so closed off. well this is why.
don’t judge me, but i’m definitely listening to Brittany Spears while packing!
Scene: Driving back from Cafe Brazil, on the highway. Jessica B and Marcey S in front seat. Me and Jake H. in back seat. Appx 11PM
Jake: (saying stuff in spanish from an apartment guide)
Me: “Jake, WHAT are you saying?”
Jake: “Idk, IT’S HARD WHEN IT’S VIBRATING AND I CAN’T SEE!!”
Me: (crying b/c im laughing so hard).
Marcey: (Laughing and swirving on the hwy b/c shes laughing so hard)
Jessica: “THAT’S what she said’
Its moments like these that make me miss my friends in Dallas.
the best way to end the summer!! <3
how i know he is amazing: he quotes Mayday Parade
there is the wall. it never ceasing to smack me in the face when i am the weakest. when i thought i could actually bring it down. my chest hurts. it hurts to breathe.
i get it really bad. and it hurts. my heart beats fast and my chest hurts. i don’t handle stress and drama very well. i may say that i am strong and can handle things by myself, but i lie. i’m only human. i try to fend for myself, but trust me, i sure can’t. i tend to blow things out of proportion, so don’t mind me. i’m just a naive teen running through life like i know what i’m doing, but that’s where i’m wrong. breathe. go to bed.