Thursday, July 14, 2011

Ugh, One, my mental math fucking sucks.

Just thought you should know!

I'm watching Welcome to the Riley's

Awkward as hell. I guess it doesn't help that it's about Kristen Stewart being a stripper.

NOT as bad as Chloe, that was fucking bad.

Fuck it, never fucking watch it.

It has a sex scene between



(I know, it's not starting off bad.)


and




Which is like *throws up*

It probably wouldn't have been as horrific of it weren't so damn awkward the first hour or so of the movie.

It was still a bit traumatizing. I don't even know if they had sex! I pretty much just skipped the entire scene and then some.

I dunno. I just thought it was a fucking awkward movie.


Now to talk about another movie!

Harry Potter!

The end of my fucking childhood.

I planned with my friends for weeks about what we were going to do today.

Today, the day Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 comes out.

At the last minute I backed out.

Two reasons. One we planned until the last minute because that's what my friends do, we talk and talk, so I knew my parents wouldn't be up for it.

Two, I don't think I'm ready for it all to end just yet.

I mean. Not like this. I feel as if I'm still a child. Everything I do is exactly the same as I did when I was in high school. I haven't really grown much or made any real psychological changes, I'm still a scared person.

I think I've decided. I'm going to go watch it. I'll probably drag Gil or someone like that to go watch it with me during midday, and then afterwards I'll drag them to the salon with me, where I'm going to get my hair all chopped off. I don't know how yet or in what style but that's what I'm going to do.

In a sort of, bon voyage to my entire childhood.

Or maybe I'll do a, hair cut then the movies. It'll be brilliant. Yeah. I'll do that. I won't tell whoever I'm gonna go with that I did it. No one shall know this plan except maybe my mum.

I need to do this.

My hair has always been the same since I can remember. I don't like to deal with it. So now I am. I am going to go cut my hair in the morning, go back home, take a shower, style it, go out to the movies.

Any ideas guys? I'm talking about short. Like.



or



Short.

I've never done it before, and I think it's high time I do it.

(Plus if I like it I'll save loads on shampoo and conditioner)




I just think it'll do this growing up thing justice.

I've decided to just bite the bullet and try and take out private loans to finish paying for college if I don't get adequate money from the PLUS loan or if I get any at all from it.

Fucking hell.

In other news!

I forgot already... damn...

OH! Yeah!

I'm thinking in a british accent. Is that weird? It kinda incorporates with my speaking language, but I don't really speak, in english that is, to anyone really ever.

I don't really speak to anyone except my parents, everyone else I just text or IM or whatever.

It's a sad existence, I know.




I may completely annoy you guys just always posting things about my life. Or what I'm thinking in choppy sentences. But it's because I don't actually think about anything in depth until I start explaining small thoughts on here.

Nothing really comes to mind. Like I just thought, once I cut my hair I'll be able to work out more easily (because my mom won't bitch at me every five seconds for taking a shower everyday) Because washing my hair will take like 2 seconds and the my routine will not have no be so long and annoying. Fuck yeah.

I'll ask Gil next week when I'm in D.C.

Oh yeah, I'm going to be in D.C. next week. That'll be fun.

Unfortunately it'll be with a lot of people I'm not too fond of.

Fun.

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