Sometimes I wonder if I just have awesome parents or if all the other kids in the world are ungrateful little fucks.

There's only one person I held dear that has crossed to the other side. I hadn't thought about him in a really long time until now. I wonder where he is.. Whether he's in heaven or in that strange middle ground people talk about sometimes. I don't like to imagine him in hell even though he never really believed in God. When I try to picture him in the afterlife, the only image that comes to my mind is of him asleep. At peace. Never to be woken or disturbed. That may not be the image I want, but it's the only one I can conjure.

If I got a B in film, I'm not transferring it over. Damn I might get a B at LACC and in a film class of all things -___- What a waste of 5 weeks... Oh well!

Can't wait to moveee :)

I wonder if you'll ever realize that I'm not here anymore. You're right, I am cold-hearted. But I don't really hate that about myself.

Almost 7 AM. Can't fall asleep and probably won't for a while.. I'm actually fucking wide awake. Goddamnit!

Last night was fun though.

Ok, I think I'm just tripping out...

What would I do without my friends? >.<

My tumblr has been infiltrated. I guess all the personal stuff is going to migrate here once again...

Do all single girls have to deal with guys trying to get at them left and right? I'm not trying to be conceited here.. I feel like all single girls do go through that shit and honestly, I think it's horrible. I'd completely forgotten what it's like. The dating world is a very scary place.

Why is it that the moment I know that someone else is interested in me, you are the only one that comes to my mind? Why is it that when everyone else is having a good time, I just want to go home, curl up in bed, and hear your voice on the phone?

I hope it's just that I've become too accustomed to you. I mean, I felt these reservations when I first met you too yakno. In my 20 years of life.. if I ever learned anything, it is that men should not be trusted.

"I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded, not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night."

I want to return to freshman year so badly.. But would I trade you for it? Probably not.

Bucket List for Summer 2011

• visit old town pasadena


• spend a day at a water park


• ride my bike and develop a special relationship with it


• read the novels i didn't have time to read during the semester


• work out a lot


• get a killer tan


• meet lots of new people


• start seriously thinking about what i want to do with my life


• find an apartment for next semester


• learn how to read music


• play with my nephew and watch him grow


• more to come!

I can relate to this haha

Uhh

I'm trying to do my homework and this ad is just staring me in the face the whole time at dictionary.com... Not helping at all.

Ain't even trippin

I'm too fly to be depressed.

Remember I once wrote about how I wonder whether or not I would know when a change of scene truly occurs? Well, this is a new chapter.

Fahrenheit 451 made me want to read every book in existence, but the Bible most of all. Whether or not you believe in its words, one has to admit that it is the most valuable, challenging, and beautiful book ever written.


To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance

Ecclesiastes 3:1-4

I'm going to get fit. Like really really fit. By mid-February I swear I'll be in the best shape of my life.

I've decided

I'm leaving the past in the past, where it belongs. No more contemplating over what was and analyzing everything that happened.. People say this a little too often, but it's true: Today is the first day of the rest of my life.

There's no one to play with these days, and nowhere to go that hasn't already been played out.

You know you're a hater when

you see someone's self-taken pictures and you just want to tell them, "You're not pretty... at all."

One of My Pet Peeves

When people say "it is what it is". You are saying absolutely nothing with this statement. I feel like people use this phrase thinking it's going to make them sound super realistic and philosophical but no, stop kidding yourself. Try saying something new.. Unfortunately my boyfriend says this all the time :/ Sighhh.

Damn

I guess it's really over with some people. I barely hung out with anyone this winter break... Oh well, it's been fun. I wish you all the best.