im crying omg lmfao.
(via i-hate-kendall-kampen)
I am having one of those days where only being obnoxious would be appropriate. This includes liking the status of a person I don’t know very well, being annoying throughout the entire senior recital, eating a fruit rollup loudly at senior recital, whooping after performances at senior recital, comparing one of the singer’s facial expressions to mirandasings08, and probably many other things surrounding my day in orchestra as well as physics.
Oh wait, I almost forgot about playing sporcle (top 200 people in Harry Potter books based on number of mentions) on the library couches for an entire period.
Such is my life. And this is also an apology for all those I annoyed today. I am sure there are quite a few.
My college facebook group started a discussion about whose high school is more ghetto/out of control in the comments of a question about roommates…
Is it too soon to transfer?
Mindfuck
DFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF:s
MY. MIND. WAS. JUST. EXPLODED.
100 year gap… But nearly same events…… History does repeat itself…
O_O
what
shit man
interesting
mind=blown
I feel like Steven Moffat would have a field day including this in a story arch.
(via upallnight41d)
I have always felt really lucky because I was apart of a friend group where there wasn’t any drama. We understood one another and when we disagreed we would listen to each others point of view like grown ass people.
Somehow this year is just filled with all the drama there can be. There are multiple people that I used to consider some of my best friends that I don’t even speak to anymore.
I understand that people change but that doesn’t mean their values have to change. I have never had a friend betray me or another friend in the way that is happening now. I wish we were all back in ninth grade where our biggest trouble was whose house to sleepover at.
Days like today actually make me look forward to going to college so I can just have some sort of escape. I love my friends but I can only take so much.
I try and explain to my dad that he is pressuring me into doing something that I don’t want to do and he still doesn’t understand. For someone so smart he doesn’t seem to notice how much it is bothering me that he won’t let me make one single decision about my future on my own. If I didn’t know better I would say we were planning his future because it doesn’t seem like my opinion or comfort level matters at all.
Once I press submit my chances of going to Fordham will be gone.