Filed under: Music, TV | Tags: Miles Kane, The Beatles, The Last Shadow Puppets
It also reinforces my suspicion Miles Kane is Paul McCartney’s love child.
This creeper in Glendale scared the shit out of me today. I was walking to my friend’s house in Glendale today for our group’s Thanksgiving reunion when this car started following me. I thought it was just me being paranoid but it kept folowing me and all of a sudden turned on the street I was about to cross. I thought the man was going to jump out and grab me but I pretended I didn’t see him just in case it was all in my hand and then he stares at me and is like “Do you want a ride” … if I were brave and had someone with me I probably would’ve cursed that asshole in Spanish and English, but since I was alone I wanted to run away but I kept walking because I was really close to my friend’s house. I was so scared he’d keep following me though! I’m seriously safer in the ghetto even though people always thinks it’s dangerous.
Filed under: History, Life, Music | Tags: College, Hitler, Life, Platonic Love, Procrastination
- Clean the apartment before my indirect roommate beats me to it in an attempt to make me look bad. Somehow make said roommate realize that the world would be a better place if she never opened her mouth or wrote anything down ever again. I think if people I know and have talked about how much I dislike her open their mouth she’ll get the idea.
- Clean my side of the room, which looks like a tornado just hit it. My shoes underneath my bed are everywhere. It’s been this way for months so should probably start on that.
- Clean the bathroom floor because the toilet decided to clog just when I was leaving for Thanksgiving Break Tuesday night. These things only happen to me. Oh and on that subject, when I went to find a plunger, I encountered two raccoons. If this doesn’t prove my terrible luck I don’t know what does.
- Finish my Hitler paper. It’s almost over and the class was impressed by my presentation!! I think it’s due the 12th but in typical me style, I’ll probably be up finishing at 4 am that morning. Which reminds me …
- Stop procrastinating. This is something I’m pretty sure isn’t going to happen since I’ve been saying this for the last 12 years of my life.
- Talk to my crush. Ha. I’m funny.
- Stop spending the money I should save for food on coffee. Coffee is the best thing God ever made. This is going to be hard.
- Figure out what I’m going to do with the rest of my life. Law school? PR?
- Listen to all the music I just added on iPod. Mostly Beatles songs.
- Go to the gym. I’d say I’d get my fat ass out of bed, but I unfortunately do not have one.
Why do I have to like loners? This seriously happens to me everytime. Maybe loner isn’t the word. Maybe awkward people. This is an update on how my crush situation is unfolding.
Monday: Walking to lunch with my friend that works with him. Who do we see? HIM.
My Friend: Hi [his name]
He passes us. Turns around. Awkwardly …
Him: Hey.
He keeps walking. I start freaking out when he’s out of sight.
Thursday: I’m at work. He comes in. I say “Do you need help?” He doesn’t hear me or decides to ignore me and my supervisor helps him. He was really awkward then too. Like even filling forms out and trying to explain why he was there. I tell my co worker that’s the guy I like and he informs me, to my embarrasment, that I’m blushing. A couple of hours later, I’m walking to a class I was already late for and I see him running off to class.
Friday: Today I walk my other friend to work so I can kill time before my next class and while we’re sitting there talking and listening to the Beatles, this girl comes in asking if a ladder is in the office which it was and she walks over to get it. I turn around and who’s at the door (standing there awkwardly of course)? He is. Seriously, my heart stopped and I blushed. I literally froze. He just walked out and didn’t say a word as always.
I think we both need help.
So last week was so hectic that I didn’t even have time to write on here. Thursday I had to turn in 13 pages of my research paper of which I only had 5 pages done. It was horrible! The only sleep I got was from 3 to 5 AM and I looked like a zombie that day. Then when I got to work I found out my little accident the week before had made the school newspaper. People were asking me for autographs. One of the most surreal experiences of my life. I only gave one to my boss because she basically puts food on my table. Friday was so much better only because I GOT TICKETS TO SEE CSS in December!!! You cannot understand how much this means to me! I’m going to ditch my class that day too just so I can get to LA in time. Oh and the title is an ode to Move by CSS and it’s basically what I need to do with my life. Thank God Thanksgiving Break is in a week.
my idea about giving up on my crush. I saw him twice already today and those butterflies/ giddyness I get when I see him just won’t go away. Oh if only he weren’t so attractive and knew I existed and wanted to be friends with my friends!!
Jonquil need to come to America too. They’re going on my list of bands I have to see. If not here, when I go to Oxford (fingers crossed).
Favorite songs: Babe, So Now Why No?, Lions, and Whistle Low
If u luv Jesus & ur glad He woke u up today send this to ten people (EVEN ME) and watch in 60sec. who calls.
If I hadn’t gone over my text I would’ve text back:
IS IT GOING TO BE JESUS?
British accents or accents from former British colonies make my day. It just makes me so happy to hear them. Yesterday after my history class, I went to buy coffee before I passed out in the library or my next class and there was this guy in front of me. When he opened his mouth to order a muffin a beautiful British accent came out. I almost died!! Unfortunately, he left before I realized what had just happened. Just now another guy came to my job with a South African accent. These two last days have been wonderful in regards to accents.
Speaking of coffee … the coffee they have at school does not have the same effect Starbucks has on me. My school’s coffee just barely wakes me up, but Starbucks’ doesn’t let me sleep at night, like last night when I drank a Cinnamon Dolce Latte at didn’t go to bed until one which for me is like going to bed at 5 AM. I still want my Dolce Vanilla Latte though. Too bad my roomie and the barista got confused.
My mother made me trim my hair yesterday after she saw me and said I looked like those kids on the bus with hair in their faces. I wanted to trim my bangs for a while especially since my roomie’s cut has long since vanished, leaving me with Andrew Mears-like bangs (geometric-looking, and not in a good way). Seriously, in college there’s not enough time or money to do simple things like cut your hair. I currently have about 60 dollars to my name. 30 of those going to my credit card bill. I think I’ll have to lay off on the coffee until I get paid. Who knows when that’s going to happen though cuz my supervisor went on vacation. I’ll probably look like a zombie by the end of this week. I can use my credit card and let my mom pay the bill during Thanksgiving Break but that’s just being mean and if she doesn’t have money, I’ll turn into one of those people that are in debt for life. This great … just great.
