Posts tagged why
Posts tagged why
This is a perfect gif showcasing Tyra Banks when someone talks over her.
OKAY THIS IS TERRIFYING
Im not entirely sure how I feel about this. I dont know whether I should be laughing or concerned.
I am just so confused about so many things. Like why is that guy wearing that outfit? Why is there a bear? What is this video for? Bear safety? Did he fight a bear? Who is that lady? Why is she sitting down in a chair? Are they trying to show that bears aren’t vicious?
I. DONT. GET. IT.
which just makes me laugh more.
This is the worst.
The wifi in my dorm room is a joke. I hate it with a fiery passion.
It sucks balls.
I hate it.
Why you suck so much?
I dont know how the events of last night unfolded but Im more curious on how I was talked into going to Queens to spend the night. How did something so illogical seem so logical?
I was at school sick feeling like I was going to die or explode from stomach pains. I wrote an email to my teacher saying I was unable to go to class due to my sickness. Htat told me earlier that he wanted me to go out with him drinking with one of our other friends. At that moment of extreme pain and fear of throwing up I thought there was no way I was going to be able to go out. Oh and I also had no phone cause I lost it and I was dealing with this guy who found it and took it all the way to brooklyn for the night. I digress.
On my way out I went to go tell the friend we were going to go out with that Htat wants to go out and Im too sick to come. I wanted it to be short and quick so I could make it home and be sick all night. It was not short and quick. He talked to me about his website and wanted my opinion on it. Then we started to leave (me trying to escape) and on the way out he bought me a Gatorade and we went and sat outside.
The Gatorade worked magic voodoo on me and made me feel better. It was really weird. Just 30 mintues earlier I felt like my insides were going to explode. I debated if I should still go to class even though I already wrote the email. I ended up not going.
Later on I was yelled at by Michael for not going cause he had to sit in the class all alone pretty much half drunk off of drinking earlier. I roped him into coming out to the bar with us even though he said he already drank and wanted to go to bed. What can I say, I love drunk Michael. Its like time slows down when he drinks so he moves in slow motion. Its the best thing to watch. This is why I like that I dont get drunk. I get to watch everyone else.
Overall it was a really fun night! Free drinks, free food, darts and FIFA. I sucked at all the games and instantly wanted to stop playing as soon as they got serious. Michael was over it the whole time, well maybe it was after getting the first bullseye in dart.
At the end of the night Htat somehow managed to smooth talk me and Michael to spend the night at his place all the way in Queens when we both live in Manhattan, esp. Michael who lived 3 streets away from where we were but somehow we ended up in a cab with two just purchased toothbrushes for our queens slumber party.
It was definitly an interesting night and an even weirder morning. Mostly because I woke up to a camera shutter noise and htat standing above me and Michael with his iphone aimed at us. Why does everyone I know end up taking pictures of me asleep?
Some guy has it.
He lives in brooklyn.
I have to meet him tomorrow to get it.
I have to go a whole night without my phone.
I use it for an alarm. How will I wake up tomorrow to meet him.
This is just… unfortunate.
Anyone know somewhere I can work in NYC?
It is 6 in the morning.
I want to go back to sleep but unfortunately there is this fire alarm thing going off.
Now dont start thinking I’m a crazy person and I need to get off my computer and get out of here but people came up and actually checked for smoke and/or fire and they found nothing. I dont know why the alarm keeps going off.
This standby mode sucks. I think I’m going to sleep during it.
This is my ouch my lips are chapped face/
wow my nose is shinny face/
my internet is too slow to talk on tinychat face.
Feel like crap because life likes to kick you in the head every time something is supposed to be good.
Why can’t I just be happy with what I have?
Why do I want more than this?
No one will fully understand what I’m going through.
My registration started at 1.
I woke up at 12:59.
My schedule sucks cause I have the biggest gaps on the longest days.