Musings of the Socially Aware
WARNING: Do not take this blog too seriously. It is all encompassing of the fleeting thoughts I have, even if they are just momentary. Don't read too far into me.
God, Akilah, get out of the waffle tag…
My friend Nessa (the best photographer around) is coming to visit this weekend! Preparing to have the best photos of me in existence taken. And to have way too much fun.
(via sheilastansbury)
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Quick tag search pulled this up? Uhhhh… Well I was going to just post around, but just wanted to let you know that I’ve been hanging out with this girl nonstop this weekend, and she is seriously one of the funniest goofiest girls ever. Oh, and yeah, she’s kind of insanely gorgeous. It’s not even funny.
I love him. Bah, this is so great.
41 days.
I feel like I’m drunk.
But I’ve only had 4 nyquil tablets, 4 glasses of orange juice and two pieces of toast today.
My ears hurt. I’ve never had an ear ache in the entirety of my existence. I now sympathize with screaming infants on airplanes.
I should work tomorrow. They probably hate me because I’ve been missing work for personal funsies lately, but I’m legitimately sick. Can’t I just stay home and get better?
I wanna get better damn it.
Somebody come cuddle me.
I should get some more water, but walking with my legs is difficult when I just want to curl up and die.
