Seems like my uncle found my livejournal and told my mom some stuff?


how cool is that? this shit is officially private.

Listening to Mae. wtf?
Living with Tiffany and Valery next year. OMG!
I went to a rave party Friday. lol.
Going to file a police report and possibly going to get my iPhone back, ftw.

(I can't think of any more three letter acronyms)

I would like to say a resounding "YES". I have been on the other end and wish I had known.

But I'm not sure if I would actually do it, I have never been put in that situation and it is a hard one to be in.

I would think I would...but who knows.

I have decided it is time to blog again, I actually have semi-interesting things to say.

The friday kicking off spring break was...eventful. Crushh on boy. Which will probably just end badly. I'm tryin' not to get my hopes up. But really...he is adorable/cute.

Spring break was a much much needed break. I was (and still am) tired of College Station. It started off with working till wednesday and hanging out with Bobby and Theodore all week. I thank God they were here to alleviate my boredness.

Thursday me and ol' noggin drove down to ATX for a lil SXSW. I was stressed out most of the time, trying to figure out what bands to see, how to get there, what to eat, where to meet people etc. etc. I know I'm not the only one who was stressed out about this. I didn't get to see Miniature Tigers which only means I MUST buy tickets for the May 12th show to see them with Kevin Devine. Couldn't see St. Vincent due to lack of wristband or badge. There were many others I wanted to see but don't feel like listing out and re-living the sadness I experienced when I couldnt see them the first time. Pretty much didn't see anyone cool except Good Old War, Wintersleep, a little Peter Bjorn & John and Explosions in the Sky.

I got so lucky with Peter Bjorn & John. I am not 21 nor did I have a badge or wristband. They ended up closing all of 4th street due to the amount of people trying to get into this show. They kicked everyone off the sidewalk. Police and SXSW workers yelling and corralling...luckily...Tiff and I were 2 of maybe 5 people who snuck onto an area that wasn't quite IN the venue and not on the sidewalk and actually got to stay. Too bad my bladder sucks and we missed Grizzly Bear and Dinosaur Jr. (wanted to see them badly)

My whole Explosions in the Sky/Saturday experience was the best of the whole week. I left for said concert full of 10 or so wonderful Vodka shots. Found a good spot and had the best port-a-potty experience in my life (I have a serious irrational fear of port-a-potties). Drank some margs, chatted, saw the ex-boyfriend and it went very well. Now for the kicker: I am no longer a weed virgin. In my drunken state, I smoked my first bowl. I can imagine the tears of happiness in MK's eyes right this very second. I don't really think I got high, but then again I smoked while already drunk. So who knows. But...I didn't die of an asthma attack.

But thank you Austin for making my allergies almost unbearable.

Today, Sunday, I attended a wedding for Michelle's friend Noelle. Honestly, I was going to see Michelle considering she is never in town. Noelle wins the beautiful award. Seriously, her dress was beautiful and the wedding was adorable. They walked out (not in) to Coldplay - Lovers in Japan. I also believe some Copeland was played. All in all, it was a good wedding. It did make me realize how incredibly single I am. I swear everyone that I talked to was dating someone or engaged. They are such a beautiful couple and I wish them the best.

But now back to real life. Test on Wednesday that I must pwnnnn. So off I go to study.

I love you all.

ps. I need a new digicam.

1. I love Demi Lovato
2. I killed the sugar glider I was babysitting. No I did not kill it myself, it got out and my dogs got it. I rushed it to the small animal clinic and bawled hysterically. I feel like a whole bag of shit. more like a million bags of shit.
3. I'm Irish
4. I'm real interested in a boy
5. Michelle Attah and Tiffany Drozd are good friends.

I'm ready for something to go right.
For someone. anyone.
Not even me.

lonely lonely lonely.


boy boy boy.

I really don't like talking on the phone.


I really really don't.

Why do you eat so much poop?
you're such little poopoo mouth.

I kinda hate myself today.

a little self-loathing never hurt anyone.

By NEXT Saturday I will have worked 13 days in a row.

Don't even get Sunday off.


lame. Two tests next week as well.
I'm sleepy just thinking about it.



I will be wasted tonight. jus sayin'.
Aiming for wasted is usually not my bag, baby.
But I can be unclassy for one night. meoow.
Work will be rough tomorrow.

I didn't know it was possible to be this annoyed with someone.


sdfl;ksdfl;ks;dflksd;fkl1!!


I wish he would stop being such a dumbass.

I don't think I believe in following your heart?
Maybe I'm just feeling rational and bitter today.

Yea, I hope so.


p.s. ladies with mustaches are not okay.

Last night I laughed more than I have in a long time.
It was much needed.

Want a snitch tattoo behind my ear. Will I regret this? bleee.

My cousin was recently put into rehab for drugs.
To make things worse, his best friend from College Station hung himself last week, but he does not know because he is in rehab.

I met Keith Duncan not too long ago and this makes me so sad.


I'm just sad.

Usually I'm not one to post cheesy lyrics...anywhere.
But I love this:


"I'm in love with something
and you look just like it "

and I love this damn emo-ass band. :)

If I was more attractive I would probably be a slut.

jus' sayin'.

I suck at this whole caring about school thing. oops.