Tip: Quiznos sucks, lets get that straight. I worked there for 2 days and quit it was that bad.
But getting a job IS worth it. It gets you off your ass, introduces you to different people, gives you more money than you thought you’d get, and well, it’s just good for you as a person.
Dont put all your eggs in one basket though. Apply EVERYWHERE.
Except Quiznos. And Im not saying that cuz I work at Subway.
xo.
mi professora de francais habla ((this is before i left for spanish. bad decision) that french women just dont get fat. But why? The delicasies they have are amazing. If you lived in france, you’d chow down on eclaires every day, wouldn’t you!
NON.
Because basically, french women are picky. They eat very slow, and not too much at a time. They have more servings in their meals, but not as much food as their servings, see?
Plus, eating to them is more of a pleasure, than a pasttime. They take two hour lunch breaks as opposed to our 30 minutes.
Plus, everywhere you go, everything is smaller. A large soda at McDonalds there is a small soda here.
Anyways, our surroundings don’t help us much, but to eat like a French woman would be pretty much amazing/benificial to everyone.
xo.
Oh, the Breakfast Club..
It’s just something I’ve always wanted to try.
I hate fish.
And I hate raw foods.
And I REALLY get annoyed at the prospect of seaweed.
Yet for some reason, I am attracted to the sophistication of it all.
Who knows.
xo.
But that’s besides the point. The point of the matter is I suck at dieting, and anything involving plans/self-will.
I’ve gone about 3 days on that fucking diet, and it sucks. Why? Because I dont think I’m that much of a Special K fan.
I mean, I wish I could form a deep, devotional attachment to those light, flaky, crispy morsals of low fat splendor.
But I can’t.
Because they’re boring. And I dont like to start my day off the boring way..
But Im still gonna do it.
When? I dont know.
xo.
Lemme tell you. That week without my internet pretty much sucked.
But now that I have it back, i feel more connected with the world.
I also feel 10x as useless.
But it’s a horrible feeling, so if anyone ever needs help, I’ll try and ayudar.
I only see the inside of a church every Christmas and Easter.
And you shouldn’t Worship God like you worship your teeth.
It needs to be more frequent.
I suck.
It is true though, because I’ve loved. And I’m sure some have loved me. But it’s never been mutual. And if it has, I haven’t been aware of it.
So yeah.
Please, show me the light.
Sometimes you just can’t wear flats. It’s that simple.
What sucks is I’m 5’8, and I live in sneakers.
So..it’s kind of a goal.
So like, even though I’ve heard of reports of people falling down and cracking open their skull..or the crowed getting bored and just dropping them..I just wanna do it.
When I get confident enough, I’m just gonna jump up and do it.
The only thing that would SUCK is if I reached the end, and got pulled out by a bouncer.
Like, those “Watch Roadhouse and beat off” type bouncers.
Whoo.
The closest I’ve come was when I e-mailed my news station a question to ask him, and they asked it to him on live tv.
But no, I want him. in the flesh.
It’s hard when you can’t find any of your shit, and you can’t see your floor, and you’re completely sober at the same time.
Nuff said.
My mom’s van is shit. It’s as old as me, and I hate it. Everytime I go to reach for the radio- which doesnt even have a CD player in it- I accidentally put it in neutral.
My dad should be coming down in July to get me a car, but I just hope it’s not some shit station wagon type deal.
God, I’m spoiled.
Yeah so, as much as I love my Camera and my Cell phone, and I think that the whole new technology shit is just so overrated, I’m not going to lie. Sidekicks tempt me.
So I think that I want one.
Definitely.
Killing Yourself To Live was one of the best books I’ve ever read. And you can totally tell that he bettered his life by writing it because as he wrote it, he realized things that no one has ever put on paper.
Not only was it benificial to him, but I loved it.
And that’s why I would kill to have the stamina to write as brilliantly as him.
I realize in retrospect that if I just became open enough to state my feelings, there might have been a relationship.
I’m just too afraid of rejection.
Oh well. I suck.
Everybody’s been in the situation where you’re staying with someone you don’t even like, and 2 weeks in you’re like “Fuck, no way. I can’t stand this person. I’ll hang around for 5 or 6 years and then we can end this thing violently. I’ve got time.”
Everything’s an argument.
“I should bring my jacket, I might get cold.”
”..Do you THINK, DO YOU THINK? BRING YOUR JACKET.”
This is plausable because I’m on the Atlantic Street team, but as soon as an opening happens, I never get there on time.
But let me just say this.
Seeing Ben Gibbard would be like seeing Jesus.
End scene.
So I love Rachel Bilson, I do. But it isn’t fair. No one can be beautiful, talented, rich, AND have Adam Brody at her every beck and call.
No. It’s not fair.
And if the world is as just as it should be, this goal is attainable.
