just promise me youll think of me every time you look up in the sky and see a star cause im a

space bound rocket ship and your heart's the moon and i'm aiming right at you


uuugghh. mondays should not exist i have decided. and my milk expires today. i have this thing about consuming anything remotely near expiration. in fact if i havent touched it in a while, even if it expires in a year its still suspect. when i was in korea, the milk we had there had an expiration date like fucking four months out. what kind of shit is that? CANCER.


so i missed the team lead's call this morning while i was getting ready. i hate that. i rarely use my phone for calls and 80% of the time i dont answer peoples phone calls but im trying to maybe get this job. i dont know. my newest calling is to go to school. i dont know why, it just seems appropriate now. i guess times are changing! i still believe in growing up to be one of those things that kids answer with when they're asked 'what do you want to be when you grow up?' A DINOSAUR. i could see myself being a lawyer. but i could also see myself in court addressing the judge and being all like NO FUCK THAT YOU'RE IN CONTEMPT. and then i spontaneously ignite into flames. 


i curled my hair this morning. i use to hate curly hair. i still think people who have curly hair naturally are diseased. it's just not normal. like freckles. whatthefuck? girls wear makeup to get rid of unsightly flaws. id be sopissedoff if i had a rotten banana looking face anyways. remember the days where it was the hotness to be chunky and pale? because it meant you were hella rich and not a slave working under the sun? yeah i dont either. but if we were in those times I WOULD BE THE SHIT. i am still the shit but i am not recognized for it. plus i cant have people killed because they stole my grapes or something.


this weekend was pretty chill. actually i would go as far as to say it was one of my best weekends in a while. it required an entire attitude adjustment but it was pleasant. i had mexican food too! no chinese! i saw nanny mcphee! and it made me cry except not really because that shows weakness and i wasnt about to show weakness around a shitton of toddlers who were all laughing and talking about how funny the movie was. I WONDER IF THEY WERE LAUGHING ABOUT THE PART WHERE I THOUGHT THE HUSBAND HAD DIED IN WAR? because that was the funniest part to me.
not.


well i just got to the office (which i will not be working at soon) a few minutes ago and have accomplished writing almost an entire post and nothing else. im about to go on a smoke break in my car and call this guy back. i actually dont know what ill say or do because im really interested in going to school now. it sucks living as a bipolar person because it makes decision making REALLY FUCKING HARD.
but at least i will get a cigarette out of whatever decision i make. i cant believe my fucking milk expired. I HADNT EVEN OPENED IT.


oh. andiaminloveanditfeelsfuckingawesome. :)


uggggghhhhhhhhhhhh.