:'(

I just had a brief emotional breakdown sparked by my Sprinkles cupcake falling to the ground icing side down and then picking it up only to have the entire top half fall back onto the ground. I literally started bawling. This reminds me of that time I started bawling for a good hour after my printer ran out of ink. These all sound like stupid excuses, but they're actually just like the on switch for my tears. Before my printer ran out of ink, I was feeling really sad about graduating high school.

Today, I have my reasons too...

-_-

I really hope that I don't annoy people as much as I am annoyed now.
Part of me is trying to convince myself that I have no reason to be upset, but the other part of me is listing off the reasons why it is completely acceptable for me to be.
Whatever. It's only for a weekend...

I am a drama queen

my PAG

so there's this boy...

I thought I liked him (I sure as hell did when I was drunk), but after much thought and reviewing of the pros and cons, I've found that the cons heavily outweigh the pros. First of all, he is severely lacking in sense of hygiene (MAJOR turn-off). This probably explains the fact that he doesn't smell so great - hence, his nickname "Stanky." Secondly, he also lacks a sense of style. I don't mean to sound shallow, but style is very important to me and it's nice when a guy actually cares about how he portrays himself appearance-wise. He doesn't necessarily have to look like he stepped out of an H&M catalog - though that wouldn't be so bad - but he shouldn't look like he stepped out of a dumpster. And lastly, he is extremely and embarrassingly CHEAP. Like to the point where he'll refuse to spend money on essentials, like SOCKS; or he'll go to a restaurant with a group and order NOTHING, but will eat the breadsticks -____- This one will not do for me. I want a man that would be willing to take me out, buy me things on occasion, and I'm not gonna lie, I want him to spoil me. What girl doesn't want that? Said-boy most likely would not spoil me.
There are plenty more cons, but I don't want to sound any more like a bitch than I already have.

So, to summarize what I've just said, this boy is most definitely not my PAG.

My requirements include:
-takes care of himself (works out/personal hygiene)
-smells good
-is NOT cheap
-is NOT awkward/weird
-is at LEAST 4 inches taller than I am
-has some talent (can dance/sing/play an instrument)
-can make me laugh
-knows what he's doing (this goes for several things)
-is NOT cocky or a man-whore (duh)
-goes to church
-has a decent sense of style
-cares about school

there are so many more requirements, and my sister got down most of the good ones, so you can just refer to her blog because the same apply for me hahah


I don't know what inspired this blog, but this probably wasn't a good idea considering I have a midterm tomorrow...so I'm gonna end this now. PEACE, BITCHES! :)

piercings

I closed my third piercings...

...and then there were five.

Sounds like a lot, but honestly, I've seen so many people on campus with multiple piercings. I don't regret getting my third piercings, but I don't regret closing them either. I do kinda miss how crazy it felt to have three on each lobe. But then again, my ear lobes were starting to look pretty crowded and deformed. But I do want more piercings. Possibly my tragus, an industrial piercing, or MY NOSE! I don't care what people say (except for my mother) -

I want to get my nose pierced.






I want a tattoo too, but that's another story.

Life Lessons

Do NOT run while intoxicated.



Seriously. Don't.

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