WISIN Y YANDEL ARE FUCKING AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!
So college is fun!
I’m just going to get real with you. I’m grumpy. I don’t want to leave, I’m on my period, I’m bawling, I don’t know if I’ll like my one thousand new roommates, I don’t want to move rooms, I don’t want to not buy a Great Dane, I don’t want to meet new people, I don’t want to be social, I don’t want to take a shower, I don’t want go to class, I don’t want to meet new teachers, I don’t want to have homework, and I don’t want unpack my stuff. All I want to do is lie on my couch, cry, listen to the sixth Harry Potter book, and eat comfort food.
The airport was empty today. Giving what day it is I’m not surprised. My heart goes out to all the people that lost their lives in the horrific attack.
Harry Potter jokes crack me up!
It make me feel like I’m in a special cliche that no one else except people in my cliche get but then I realize Harry Potter is the Star Trek of my generation.
I’ve been buying some hippie shirts lately to get into the spirit of my new college. I’m going for a fashionable, comfortable, hippie, care-free, look. I’m rather enjoying it. The air moves through the shirts caressing my tummy. (That was poetic shit right there). The only problem is people can get a great view of my boobs when I lean over, lift my arms, or the wind picks up.