suited&booted, m8.

Boomting = what you say when you see a hot girl. BOOMTING! ;DD

Bang-a-rang = INCOMING/THINKFAST!!

When you wear jean pants and a jean jacket = texan tuxedo

Well you know what they say…

You can’t always unscramble eggs.

Date | Monday, April 13, 2009
Weather | teasing weather; makes me think we’re summertime, makes me think I don’t have to do homework
Mood | Soft legs, soft sheets, can’t wait to snuggle in.
This day was 83% good and 25% bad.
Song of the Day | Empire of the Sun – We are the People

Best thing that happened :

Conversation at the end of the night: sex ed on Easter Monday with Wi&Coco. Wow. No words can describe the hilarity that ensued in that danger zone triangle trio.

Worst thing that happened :

NOT. DOING. ANY. HOMEWORK. Srsly, do you know how completely screwed I am? I had four days to work on all of my essays. Do you know how many I have finished? ZILCH, BABY. De plus, I didn’t even catch up on sleep. I am so exhausted, and just… argh. Can’t believe it. What an idiot, wasting so much time. I need to get my life back on track. (If it ever was.) I need to stop putting so many ‘I’s everywhere.

Here are 3 little things that made me feel A WHOLE LOT better :

1. icon shopping galore
2. eating a lot of Mr. Noodles with Vi
3. getting a camera O: Il me reste à payer le deuxième centdollares. Esperons que je le perd pas illicopresto.
4. olive oil legs. I OUANT TO WEAR SHORTS TOMORROW TO CELEBRATE.
5. discovering empire of the sun//listening to a lot of empire of the sun
6. watching The After Show. I secretly like watching it, even if it discusses stupid airhead stuff. Dan Levy rocks my boat socks.
7. making a 100 list. I’ll post it up here onedaysoon.
8. having nutella toast this morning
9. new pair of bra+underpanties(:
10. watching way too much Rove (australian talk show) on Youtube

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The strangest thing that happened was :

Out of the blue, my cell rings and I do a double take at the name: it is Marco, and Amanda will tell me later that it was a booty call.

It wasn’t. I am sure it was just one of those things where he felt like randomly calling me up, just ’cause. Boff, c’était correcte. I have the ability (or inability?) to be awfully unaware of awkward silences, so while I am sure there were some during the fifteen minutesorso we were talking, I was blissfully spared the suffering that often accompanies such moments. Yey.

Food Challenge :

Basically: I am failing horribly, and quite often forget I am participating in a challenge until I am on my last bite of whatever snack I am on. Bravo.

11:11!!

souhaitez-vous me rencontrer?

hacked by coffeehero!

Hello.

i’m procrastinating.

i love lelean like a fat kid loves cake. woo. ♦

SAME! PAREILLE! MISMO!

sincere

   /sɪnˈsɪər/ Show Spelled Pronunciation [sin-seer] Show IPA

–adjective, -cer⋅er, -cer⋅est.

1. free of deceit, hypocrisy, or falseness; earnest: a sincere apology.

2. genuine; real: a sincere effort to improve; a sincere friend.

3. pure; unmixed; unadulterated.

4. obsolete. sound; unimpaired.

LeeLee says (12:01 AM):

LOL.
shuttup xD
I want to ride in his car.
I love doing that.
Quand c’est juste nous deux
because it feels different
sitting in the front seat of that car
when the night is out
and time doesn’t have a meaning
and the road is in front of us again and again, and we could go anywhere.
but the thing is
I dunno.
I don’t ever want to do that whole
marriage-sex-full on dating thing
you know how I ask people
if they would rather marry their best friend or the person they’ve been dating for 5 years?
I would rather take the best friend.
because all I want to do is feel safe, and I don’t care for anything else.
and I’ll be happy in that car. And not ask for anything more.

Googlewhacking.

Well it obviously won’t work anymore with the existance of this new blog

But let it be said that before this was posted, entering ‘winsane neven’ in a google search bar only had one result.

(: [imsoproud]

Happy Birthday to me.

   

 

 

fart.

I love my friends.

Winsane; this is for your own good.

Also: GAME.

a sanctuary. a small safe place in a troubling world

TAGGED_BY_COFFEEHERO

Hello Salmonheadsoup audience, this is General Coffeehero speaking like a thief on the run after having robbed a bank or two in the swedish land of Europe and beyond. This is only a quick passage to tell you a few things like:

-pikachu is no flying pokemon

-arthur IS, despite various beliefs, a mouse. (HA!)

-poopoo

-…YES!

i love lilian+becca.

I like how Jo really meant it when he asked me if I wanted him to kick his ass, as if he and I had ever talked for more than five minutes straight with each other doing something other than pretending that we hated each other, even though we hardly knew each other briefly enough to even make assumptions.

I like how Amanda came to the pharmacy with me, and how she joked around with the condoms and was patient as we sat at that bench in front of that ugly Chinese shop, and insisted on reading the instructions to me.

I like how Winsane stood faithfully by, listening to me as well as her own wants. That girl- she’s healthy.

I like how I told Sammy and Boris, and how they acted like predictable clowns but managed to make me smile anyway, and let me lean my head on their shoulders.

I like how I could still tell Carmen everything by the end of it. Is it lucky or unlucky, to only have one such friend in life?

 

I’m tired.
You should go watch Running with Scissors, and go listen to Benny and the Jets.
Also; get over your ex’s and ho’s.