Monday, May 23, 2011

Procrastination

I am supposed to be studying for the GRE right now, but instead I decided to write an entry on a blog that no one reads, so I guess this is an online diary that is not hidden in the slightest but also not out on the dining room table.  This is the type of diary that someone would find sitting on my bed, they are only going to find it if they know me well enough to be allowed in the inner sanctum that is my bedroom.

I was thinking today how much I love my bed, but how if you were to say to someone "I try to spend as much time in bed as possible" they would either think you were lazy or a bit of a hussy.

There is a new tall handsome man whom I have recently met.  I might have insulted him in my stunted adolescent awkwardness by calling him a creep, something that only my friend was supposed to hear, and that I didn't mean, but if he heard me then I have become the creep.

I am moving downtown and am excited, we have a cute little apartment above a bread and cheese shop.  I feel so french already, now I just need to get the french snob attitude down.

I have a feeling the GRE will be very difficult for me simply because I am not preparing for it, my bad.

Many girls try to do the marrying rich thing, which is great for them, I could almost understand it except for what good is all that money when you can't stop throwing up, because if I had to kiss what they were kissing you know I would have a sudden case of IBS and be ruining all the nice stuff that sugar daddy was buying me.

The following is the stupidest texts ever written:

T1
O I've had too much and am now dancing with others who also have had too much they another bottle to the tAble their bad
T2
Way too old but it's free which is a mistake former which o w
T3
I'll regret I the morning and pretend it will never happen u never texted u on the morning they atte playing hip hop and just gave the bottle to drink for me
T4
Angela say no tomorrow morning I won't talk to u, buy it's free now everyone
T5
Oh my I'm so embarrassed already

XOXO,
Lisi

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