Butch Walker, Best Thing You Never Had
(no more posts like this next year!)
Butch Walker, Best Thing You Never Had
(no more posts like this next year!)
My dream is to one day be one of those people that helps give a team from The Amazing Race directions to somewhere.
“I need to stop overanalyzing everything.”
I remember saying that months ago. And only just now am I learning to live it. All it took was one event, one moment to get me to start doing it. I’m not going to say what it is, though. Once it’s said, it’ll be analyzed.
I stepped outside of my comfort zone. I did the unexpected. I got lost in a moment. I just did. It was wonderful. I suggest trying it sometime.
This Providence ‘My Beautiful Rescue’ (via fueledbyramen)
The showers that feel the best are the ones after a long run. The showers that wash away miles of sweat, agony, and pain. The showers that leave you feeling stronger; the showers that help you live longer.
The moral of the story: If the simple sea bass can act cute in order to further a romantic agenda, you can, too.
In other words, look to the simple sea bass for dating advice.
that I’m not afraid to be alone. And I do say it, but I only mean it 45% of the time. (Which is up 45% from last year!)
The girls that get noticed are the ones that spark debate and can hold a conversation about things outside of the obvious.
I spent my entire day making stop-motion movies, eating everything bagels, and laughing hysterically at posts on the website “Damn You autocorrect.”
I need to either embrace my boredom or get a life. Or consider boredom a life.
Home. Home. Home. Home.
I will never stop loving home. After two semi-flawless plane rides, I made it home. Safe and sound. Then I proceeded to overindulge in the wonderous Mighty Taco. Now I feel blech. But it was totally worth it. My bed. My car. My mom. My dad. My brother. My friends. My world.
Such weird dreams last night. I often wonder what my subconscious is telling me when I have dreams like that. Last night, I think it was telling me to be brave, have courage, and to just go for it.
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I have learned more Spanish last night studying and getting tips online than I have the entire semester. Seriously. It all makes so much more sense now.
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It’s been almost two days and I still cannot remember my Junior Year Algebra 2 teacher. I don’t even remember taking the class. It’s the only class in high school I have no recollection of. And it confuses me so bad-math was my favorite class.
Today, I paid $9.58 for a bag of tortilla chips and salsa for my Spanish class. Seriously. Then I peeled off the price sticker and saw the MSRP price is $3.99 for the chips, when I paid $4.99. I have no idea how much salsa was. What a rip off. I better get 9.58 extra credit points for that hit.
Also, today I realized that I learn more about relationships and dating from the Yahoo homepage recommendations rather than my own dating experience. I’m not sure how I feel about that.
Random thoughts: Every time I do work in the Library, I expect to leave enlightened and 10x smarter. Like how when I leave the gym, I expect to be 10 pounds lighter and be the strongest woman alive. Am I right?