i googled "church hat" and this is what i found

i caught my roommate reading harry potter erotica. creepy. i am going to be in columbia august 7 - maybe 11th. yaaay! 16 and pregnant on mtv is the funniest/most fucked up show ever. I went to the lake this weekend. My hair is blonde-orange now. maybe i can dye it again. i can never write full sentences because that's not how my brain works. our cats are bitches

your mom wasnt your dads first.

i want a fucking basset hound. an owl i guess too. last night i talked too much due to alcohol and i really wish i didnt. but when do i not talk too much? im too much of a lush. boo. today 30 milligram adderall + working at a daycare = good idea. i am becoming fulltime there so now i can quit borders and thats fucking great news. weekends off! i get to see greg soon! and morgan! im not sure what it is about me but random strangers just looove to come up to me and talk to me about their problems/life/anything else. i never know how to respond. blakely is back form chicago and i couldnt be happieeeeeer. hooray!


ps: im pretty dern sure im coming to columbia august 7 - 11 or so.

yeaah best pizza ever. i made chipotle jalapeno hummus and put it on whole wheat dough then topped it with tomatoes, spinach, onions, grilled tofu, hot sauce, and jalapenos. fuck yeah. we may not be going up north and that sucks because i havent seen anyone in americorps in fucking forever. other than elyse but she dont count. i worked both jobs yesterday and both were extra terrible so when i came home to drunk roommates i wanted to kick them in the mouths. instead i drank and smoked resin. i know how to solve problems dont judge me. tonight we are seeing food inc. i decided that only people that know about all the things they talk about in the movie go see it. oh well. it may suprise me.

hide the money yall

This is my orange hair. Not so much burnt orange as it is orange orange. I'm watching undercover brother and shits awesome. "...sol...id..." I'm going thrifting with Blakely and Kristen. yeah buying shit. a little girl in my class said that her dad was going to "beat me in the head."

edit: i get to see mike in a monnnnth

My hair is now burnt orange. I have ten dollars and the worst hangover. We drank many 40 oz and I fell asleep next to the toilet and couldnt stop shaking. I reached over to pet my cat and realized she wasnt there. what the fuck? kristen broke my sunflowers and now the bitch is going to die. I accidently screamed "child molester" in a playground with many parents and children around. How the fuck am I allowed to work with two year olds?