I ate 3 chocolate chunk cookies when I could easily make dinner in like an hour. Ugh.
As much as I like the cold weather, it’s really obnoxious how the colder it gets, the harder it is for my body to function.
A.k.a. breathe and have a normal heart rate.
Maybe I should live in a temperate climate.
I really have no idea if my friend likes me more than a friend or not. He’s super nice, bought me food twice, and I have no idea.
The amount of fail I’m projecting this week is too damn high.
Apparently, my Cthulhu plush made it to New Brunswick. But, since Rutgers doesn’t do post on Saturdays/Sundays, I must wait till Monday.
I think my roommate is coughing up phlegm but it sounds like she’s barfing… :| Grossss…
I bought an adorable Cthulhu plush from amazon.com last night because, and I quote, “This is relevant to my interests.”
*finds awesome summer internships in publishing and editing*
*all in NYC and I live in South Jersey*
*needs loads of experience that I lack in*
Some random dude, in the car next to my sister and I, randomly revved his engine at us until someone looked at him.
…I looked at him. He did that weird nod thing cocky guys tend to do.
Stuff like that doesn’t happen me.
That awkward moment when you have to give someone a birthday gift in July and all you have is winter-themed bags and wrapping paper.
Told my mom today that I might be asexual.
She said she doesn’t believe me and thinks I’d change my mind once I found the right partner.
Mom, the point is that I don’t really care if I have sex or not. I mean, I’ll do it eventually to try it, but I’m not exactly looking for it. I look at a guy and think “Oh, he’s hot” or “Oh, he’s attractive”, not “Oh, he’s hot, I’d like to jump his bones.”