I’m making a scrapbook for a friend and the very first page is just their name. While gluing on the letters for the name, I couldn’t help but wonder how awkward it would be if I spelled it completely wrong.
The ways in which the past 24 hours have made up for every stupid thing that’s happened in the past month:
- Got some reassuring news about things that could be much worse but the best case scenario is currently happening
- Cheese and ice cream and Grey’s party with Mieka last night
- Cuddles this morning because Alex is basically a teddy bear
- Got to nine stamps on my Timothy’s Coffee Card, meaning my next drink is free
- Mum gets back in four days!
- Summer classes are going really well
- Realized that I basically don’t have to go to class for this half of the semester because there’s no midterm or exam
- Coffee date with Helen today, and those are always wonderful in 800 different ways
- I kinda feel like I have my shit together? For once?
- Naturalizer shoe sale weekend!
- Went through my Thankful Box this morning and realized the world really is a wonderful place, despite idiotic people who have often convinced me otherwise
- Finished knitting another scarf
- Actually had a day off from both school and work today
- Work is going well because I get to work the busy shifts and leave when it gets boring, basically
- And now I need to stop listing great things because I need to read up on state-building in the Middle East for my group meeting tomorrow aaaaah
In which I threaten to stop sending Dave Happy Monday texts because he takes three days to answer messages.
Me: I bet he complains about the friendzone and uses "boys will be boys" as an excuse for everything.
Daron: I never understood people that complain about the friendzone. It's not hard to break it. Literally the sentence "yo I wanna bang ya" can solve it. As moronic as that sounds.
Me: The friendzone thing bothers me mostly because you're bitching about someone not repaying you for niceness with their genitals. You are not entitled to that.
Daron: Exactly. Just because you're nice/friendly with someone, doesn't mean they want the D.
Me: Wait so just because we're friends doesn't mean I need to sleep with you? And I'm not a worthless bitch if I don't? Madness.
Daron: Woah. Let's not be hasty here.
Emotional detoxing tea parties starting next week?
Yes please. I’ve encountered far too many idiots in the past 24 hours.
Dan: Well I'm not moving, so the world must revolve around me.
Me: You sound like a giant dbag, did you know that?
Dan: I find your language misogynistic and uncalled for. I request you to terminate such hurtful language so as to create a safe space for me in which I can express myself without fear of having your patriarchal notions thrust upon me.
Me:
Dan:
Me:
Dan:
Dan: Okay yeah I do sound like a douchebag I'll stop.
Going from flabby to hard can be considered some sort of training…
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Is it horrible that my Valentine’s day plans involve two midterms followed by Nutella and puppy time and not the boy type friendly thing?
Update: Is it horrible that my Valentine’s day plans now involve going to see Pride & Prejudice with a friend and still not the boy type friendly thing?
That friend is me…sorry Fateema’s Boyfriend type thing…shes mine…MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
That was creepier then intended
