random i guess.
sorry long time no blog. i had some really pretty nails that i got at work glued to the ends of my fingers and i absolutely could not type.
they were so cute though.
except i hated them. so there.
i mainly hated them because they caused strangers to grab my hands. do not touch my hands. i do not grab your hands from across the counter, i expect you to do the same for me. weirdo.
i'm so tired of american's next topbest friend model. but i cannot stop watching. i really just want to see the pretty pictures at the end, but i have to watch a whole show of random bitchy/clueless/crying girls in order to see the pretty pictures at the end. pout pout pout.
in other news, I STILL HAVE NOT GOTTEN MY RAISE. i really need that, claire's corporate office. i really do. gimme.
but yay! now that the holidays are over i actually have money left over, even though i didn't get my semi-awesome raise. i can like, eat and stuff now. without getting pity money from people. though it is hard to turn down pity money.
in other other news, our new years party was awesome, as per usual. just remember kids, congac is for high-class rich people to make their coke taste better, not to take shots of while playing pass the trash. though it is yummy in your tummy in an OH MY GOD IT BURNS!! THE PAIN!! OH GOD I CAN'T BREATHE kind of way.
so yeah. i've been fuckin' around with dating sites again, just to see who messages me. at least the ages have dropped back down, sixty-eight is just unacceptable to me. especially considering i'm twenty-one. that just does not sound fun. freaky old men who love fat girls and red hair. . .creepy.
OKAY, i'm bored now. this fast internet ruins all the excitement of everything. i can just get what i want, whenever i want it, and now i don't know what to do. maybe i cannot handly such awesome power. pout again.
they were so cute though.
except i hated them. so there.
i mainly hated them because they caused strangers to grab my hands. do not touch my hands. i do not grab your hands from across the counter, i expect you to do the same for me. weirdo.
i'm so tired of american's next top
in other news, I STILL HAVE NOT GOTTEN MY RAISE. i really need that, claire's corporate office. i really do. gimme.
but yay! now that the holidays are over i actually have money left over, even though i didn't get my semi-awesome raise. i can like, eat and stuff now. without getting pity money from people. though it is hard to turn down pity money.
in other other news, our new years party was awesome, as per usual. just remember kids, congac is for high-class rich people to make their coke taste better, not to take shots of while playing pass the trash. though it is yummy in your tummy in an OH MY GOD IT BURNS!! THE PAIN!! OH GOD I CAN'T BREATHE kind of way.
so yeah. i've been fuckin' around with dating sites again, just to see who messages me. at least the ages have dropped back down, sixty-eight is just unacceptable to me. especially considering i'm twenty-one. that just does not sound fun. freaky old men who love fat girls and red hair. . .creepy.
OKAY, i'm bored now. this fast internet ruins all the excitement of everything. i can just get what i want, whenever i want it, and now i don't know what to do. maybe i cannot handly such awesome power. pout again.
