This past weekend was a weekend full of laughs, best friends, good food, entertainment, ice cream cake, ice cream cake surprises, beers, minor panic attacks, and some tears. But overall the weekend was a success (minus 15 minutes of fist pumping and 2 hours of tears) and I am happy my friends had good birthdays.













I should really clean my room.

in⋅di⋅vid⋅u⋅al⋅ism  [in-duh-vij-oo-uh-liz-uhm]
1. a social theory advocating the liberty, rights, or independent action of the individual.
2. the principle or habit of or belief in independent thought or action.
3. the pursuit of individual rather than common or collective interests; egoism.
4. individual character; individuality.
5. an individual peculiarity.

im·i·tate [ĭm'ĭ-tāt']
1. to use or follow as a model.
2. to copy the actions, appearance, mannerisms, or speech of; mimic: amused friends by imitating the teachers.
3. to copy or use the style of: brushwork that imitates Rembrandt.
4. to copy exactly; reproduce.
5. to appear like; resemble.

These will be in my possession soon:


And new haircut?


And a picture I just found of one of the better morning-afters in my life:

Thank you for getting me out of my birthday dress and into my pajamas that night Liz, even though I was puking and probably kicked you.

The stereo's playing the same old songs , but we still hum along.

All of this drama needs to stop immediately.
It's more annoying than anything.

I need bangs.

It was a fairly quiet weekend. Beer and weed Friday night. Roadtrips and rescue missions on Saturday.


And taking Photobooth pictures by myself is how I spend my Sunday afternoons. Now it's time to get into bed and start reading American Psycho, before Stef kills me.

Oh, PS. stop ripping off my style. Imitation is NOT the sinceriest form of flattery.

I've realized I'm so vague on this stupid thing. Whatever, it's cool.

Don't you realize that there's something wrong? Aren't you aware of what could happen? What I have that you don't? I'm choosing not to do anything because I'm going to be the bigger and better person (I AM the better person actually). Just grow up, stop playing petty games. We're older, we should be acting like adults. I don't want any high school drama in my life. I have too much going for me right now to worry about you and your stupidity. That is all.

Weekend soon .
Pil and Stef's birthdays very soon.
Halloween soon.
Exciting, Exciting.

And on a lighter note, Liz tried telling me she had ESPN today, not ESP. And people make fun of me because I'm the dumb friend. Bahhahahah.



Don't get any big ideas
They're not gonna happen

You paint yourself white
And fill up with noise
But there'll be something missing

Now that you've found it, it's gone
Now that you feel it, you don't
You've gone off the rails

So don't get any big ideas
They're not gonna happen

You'll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking