I think I've gotten to the point in which I have a permanent giant bags under my eyes. Perfect for Black Friday shopping (I am well aware how lame I am, but I know you guys accept me for who I am so I'm going to continue). Hopefully I can sleep this off over Thanksgiving. That and these stupid pimples that keep bursting out of my face for no apparent reason. Given, it's a lot better than last year. I think that means I can handle school stress better than people stress.
The Statistics scores are back already. I decided that I would just go there and wing it because I've been too exhausted to study. Funny thing is, I got a better score on this one than I did last midterm in which I studied two hours beforehand. Then again, that class is a joke, so whatever feather. Com is pretty ridiculous too. For some miraculous reason teachers seem to like my BS essays. I guess that's a good thing. No complaints from me.
I love awkward moments. Not when I'm in them, but when I'm watching them or insinuating them. What I mean is lately I've adapted this phrase into my speech, "because you love me." I swear it's the funniest thing watching/hearing peoples' reactions. A typical conversation will go some thing like this...
"blah blah blah...yeah but why?"
"Umm... because you love me"
And the best response I've gotten from this was --long pause & dirty glare-- "Ew. Anyways what I was saying was blah blah..." Completely ignored. Then the second best response was "Only on days that end in a -y." Aww cute :). I have such ridiculous friends. I do love you all, you know. I can type it easily. I just think this scenario is funny because I can't respond to this line either. At least I can't if I do. I can say 143 to a complete stranger, but not someone I actually love. Strange right? That's kind of how I roll. If I ever tell you that I love you, you know either 1. I am drunk off of sleep deprivation or 2. I don't love you. Then if I do love you I'll probably just come up with some witty comment drenched in sarcasm and change the subject, avoiding awkward moments at all costs. I think the most awkward response I've given to this was "thank you." I know, that's pretty bad right?
Which reminds me something really awkward happened at the gym last night-- well "gym." I finished running up the Alpines (at least that's what the treadmill said) and I was sitting down pulling these cable weights when this random lady says, "Wow, give me your legs." I didn't know how to respond to this. How awkward and creepy. I kind of just laughed it off and told her that my thighs were like elephant thighs, so she wouldn't want them. Seriously though, if only my thighs were as skinny as YoonA's and since I'm dreaming can I have arms that don't jiggle as well?
Anyways, I really need to cut my bangs they're getting ridiculous and they've started eating my face. Also, I've decided that I'm going to let my hair grow out again, but there are no guarantees because you know how I can never resist cutting them... especially after I bought those layering scissors. Honestly though, I could not care less whether it's long or short. Either way, my level of attractiveness is still at zero. However, if it's short I save shampoo, which then equates to saving more money that I can subsequently waste on overpriced clothing in the future.
pick up hairs & bake <3
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