January 2011
Time for bed, damn it.
What a weekend.
I found out horrible things about my snuggle buddy, who I guess isn’t my exclusive snuggle buddy (which I had previously assumed was the case). I got drunk with my best friend for the first time ever. I went to the burlesque show at John Henry’s tonight with two more of my best friends, which was WAY the fuck better than being home while my roommate and her boyfriend...
Day 5: Five things that irritate you...
About the opposite sex:
When they say that they really like you, and then two months later they’re flirting with one of your friends WHILE YOU’RE RIGHT THERE.
When they take advantage of you for instant gratification purposes.
Unwillingness to commit to anything.
They’re really hard to discuss things with. Sometimes all you need is a good bitch fest to feel better, and there...
Day 4: What you wear to bed.
(Note: I’ll probably do a few of these in a row…I know I should probably be almost done with this challenge by now had I stayed on schedule.)
Sweats/pajama pants and a shirt. Sometimes if I’m feeling really lazy I’ll just sleep in the same shirt I wore that day.
Sierra is a puggle lover: My French: it sucks. →
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My French: let me show you it:
Bonjour!
Je m’appelle Sierra. Je suis Americaine. J’ai vingt-deux ans. J’aime beaucoup ecouter la musique et danser. J’ai une petite chien, elle s’appelle Pumpkin. Elle est un carlin qui est melange avec beagle; elle a six mois. Mon francais est tres mal. Je…
I know nothing about French, and I understood most of that. :)
Ugh. Horrible day.
It was long.
I’m contemplating dropping photojournalism while I’m teetering on the edge of behind. I know, that’s a horrible thing to do, considering there was a waitlist a mile long for the course, but I’m not sure how much longer I can keep this elevated stress level up.
And I’m pretty sure my snuggle buddy likes someone else.
FUCK.
Tumblr people, please reblog this if you find...
foolishpreparation:
Because I really do, and my friend is convinced that I’m the only insane one out there who looks at a guy’s hands.
I need to know that I’m not insane.
because hands are really hot. like, I can name off the top five hands of people that i find super attractive. and i swear I’m not insane.
Guilty.
Day 3: What kind of person attracts you?
(P.S. Yes, I know that there are several days in between these posts. Damn you multiple responsibilities! In other news, I was elected public relations chair for OABC!)
Um…this question is kind of hard to answer in a general sense, since there are specific people I have in mind. ;) Lately, I’m really into percussionists. They’re sexy. I like people who don’t care too much...
Love. This. Song.
The piano is beautiful, John...
I feel like doing a survey.
you hung out with? Dustin.
to message you on myspace? Haha, you’re kidding me.
you were in the car with? Dustin.
you went to a movie with? I don’t remember. I’m pretty sure that was last summer. I’m also fairly sure that Tangled with Kallen is on the agenda at some point.
you went to a concert with? I think the last concert I went to, I was in. So…Oregon Symphonic...
Day 2: How you've changed in the past two years.
1) I turned 21 last July. So now I can go drink. Yay.
2) I’ve made lots of friends, both male and female.
3) I’m no longer attached to a lot of people from my past.
4) I’ve started to question a lot of the things I knew when I was younger.
5) I hate being a journalism major.
6) I no longer think every drummer is a douchebag.
Sierra is a puggle lover: What made it unbearable... →
theladylaurasaurus:
beezusishere:
teallikethecolor:
Like really for real. And Bella started musing about what if Romeo left Juliet. What if Juliet met someone else and loved “not like Romeo, of course not” like you only get one 100% perfect love in your life — and I guess that…
Also.
Crap. I totally didn’t make it to Pacific Winds today.
I really hope I end up not needing valve oil tomorrow.
I HATE MONEY PROBLEMS.
Cell phone bill + comcast bill + TBD electric bill + the $75 I will owe my friends by the end of the month + rent = OHHHHHH shit.
Especially given the fact that at this moment, I have spare change to my name.
This is not going to end well.
The last 18 hours in rage faces.
Finding a model for my photo assignment and getting the assignment done, despite having missed the lecture on how to use the flash:
Getting to the journalism school and finding that the doors were locked, preventing me from going to the photo lab and getting my shit done:
Upon getting home and going to bed after hanging out in the library trying to get as much as I could done:
Riding the...
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We have such an unhealthy relationship.
sup-playya:
But I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
THIS.
“I’m the one who wants to be with you
Deep inside I hope you feel it too.”
– Mr. Big, “To Be With You”
THIS DARE SHIRT IS COOLER THAN MINE.
fuckyeah1990s:
submitted by: http://thech33sestandsalone.tumblr.com
Seriously. I have mine from fifth grade (which, coincidentally, was also in the 1999-2000 school year) and it wasn’t nearly this rad.
Day 1: Weird things you do when you're alone.
Well…this list is long.
1) I sing along really loud to shitty pop songs.
2) I pick the sock lint out from between my toes. This hasn’t happened in recent years because I’ve actually owned decent socks. But still, back when I was younger…it was just really satisfying.
3) I think out loud. I know, I know, that’s pretty much talking to myself. But sometimes it’s...
I'm a loafer...wtf?
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sequinedk:
rodmanstreet:
fakescience:
My dad always told me I was a Loafer. I thought he was calling me lazy.
I’m a Coaster! This actually makes perfect sense because I constantly steal (liberate) coasters from restaurants. Weeeeird.
It’s literally my favorite thing ever. I approve of this new signage.
Hahahahaha…I definitely love these...
“Easy come, easy go, that’s just how you live
Oh, take, take, take it, oh...”
– Bruno Mars, “Grenade”
You know that feeling when you know for a fact...
Yeah. Me right now.
Fuck.
I'M THIRSTY.
The kind of thirsty that water alone can’t satisfy.
And…in theory I have enough change on me, right now, to go buy a Mountain Dew from the vending machine.
Except, about $0.20 of that is in pennies. Which means…no dew. :(
Also, I want my special buddy right now. Except he has percussion ensemble for a while. And I’m not so sure that being special buddies is EVER a good...
Good lord, people.
So, band prom was last night.
And, naturally, most OMB people who aren’t already in a relationship wind up choosing this night to make it “official.”
Here’s to four years of outstanding service to the OMB (thanks for the thick dri-fits btw) and four years of being fucking single at band prom.
I should have just not gone.
Hey Tumblr buddies!
Soooooo…sorry I haven’t posted much in a while. I’m currently in Arizona with the Oregon Marching Band, and we’ve had a pretty busy performance/rehearsal schedule for the past few days. And the big game’s tomorrow, so…not much time to dick around online.
But, I’ll be back in action in a couple days (hopefully after an Oregon victory?)
Reporter: And they referred to "Day Tripper" as being about a prostitute...
Paul: Oh yeah.
Reporter: and "Norwegian Wood" as being about a lesbian.
Paul: Oh yeah.
Reporter: I just wanted to know what your intent was when you wrote it, and what your feeling is about the Time magazine criticism of the music that is being written today.
Paul: We were just trying to write songs about prostitutes and lesbians, that's all.
Stuff I need to do soon (in no particular order)
Make salsa verde. I found this recipe online, and it’s just been sitting in an open tab on Firefox waiting for me to make it.
Make some sort of effort to communicate with the teachers whose classes I’ll be missing while in Arizona…yeah, sort of procrastinating that one.
Get Foreplay out of my head. Seriously.
Practice Winner. This I have no trouble doing.
Sierra is a puggle lover: Free The Girls →
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One of my friends posted this on her facebook wall, and I wanted it share it with you.
It’s an organization called Free the Girls. They accept donations of gently used or new bras, which are given to women who have been rescued or otherwise just found their way out of human trafficking and are…