February 2011
50 posts
January 2011
68 posts
I've said it before and I'll keep saying it....
Hate that.
First day of classes, back to school, ugh.
Also, first day of my last semester here.
Both scary and exciting.
My boy comes home tomorrow.
So excited to see him, it feels like we have spent a lifetime apart.
this is rebellion: You feel so far away. →
thisisrebellion:
He went back to college last night.
As always, seeing him do that funny run away back into the depths of his scholastic career are devastating, so this time I just looked into my hands as opposed to out the foggy window.
This past break where he has been only eleven minutes away—ten if he is…
My life next year, replace Hoboken with Australia.
I miss you. Come home. I am getting irritable.
Listening to From Under the Cork Tree.
Favourite album.
Makes me so happy :)
I believe in abortion, gay rights, gun control and...
I want a muffin right now.
I should probably blog some words.
This break has been ridiculously monotonous.
I hate it.
None of my friends are around.
Work has apparently hired new people, and the census is low on a floor so that cuts out a job…I barely get any hours.
My boyfriend is in Australia. He should come home right now and cuddle.
I need a hobby.
A Pretty Nice Nook
teeje:
BOOKSHELF TABLE. I LOVE IT. One day I will own a place where every piece of furniture interacts with books. Oh man, love this so hard. Designed by David Pickett, Nook was inspired by the idea of a bookshelf crash-landing on a coffee table.
via Design Sponge
In the Titanic when Jack tells Rose to hold her breath and kick for the surface as the ship sinks, I wonder how many people watching the movie hold their breath.
I admit, I just did.
I just want forehead kisses
alexa734:
scott-:
lurkerwithadonk:
shawnofthedead:
purehatex:
:(
file under: things i like doing.
Cross file under: things I need.
Cross-cross file under: things I’d like to be doing right now.
Attention all males: My forehead is ready and waiting for kisses.
8 days left, and I get to pick my cutie up from...
Still Alive: There are 6,892,900,000 people on... →
eyeswideandstillalive:
That means that there are 6,892,899,999 people that aren’t you.
It also means that there are 6,892,899,999 that aren’t me.
However, it ALSO means that there are 6,892,899,998 people that are not us.
That’s 6,892,899,998 who get up in the morning, breathe the same air, see the same sun,…