Bad at life.
Posted 09 March 10 @ 11:44. Filed under Life, School, Ryan. 7 comments.
I know I’m bad at blogging these days… hell, I’m bad at life in general. I procrastinate way too much on Aywas, and when I get myself banned there (temporarily, of course) to have more time to focus on school and actually get some work done… I bring back a dead habit and end up on Wajas. What the fuck.
I’m sitting in Starbucks right now, and I kind of want a coffee and a donut but I’m going to resist that temptation… for today, at least.
Just a basic, quick rundown of stuff for this entry.
- This Saturday, the 13th, is 10 months for me and Ryan. REALLY looking forward to it, we haven’t been on a proper date in ages and I managed to get an early shift at work.
- The past week has been so stressful because of school. Many tears were shed.
- Last Monday, I woke up with food poisoning. It was really fun -_- if you guys want more nasty, TMI information, I can post all about it next entry XD
- I’m procrastinating right now, huuuuuurr.
Okay, I’m done. I hope to get the new layout up by next entry.
Learn to read.
Posted 20 January 10 @ 23:49. Filed under School, Ryan. 5 comments.
I know this sounds horrible, but some people need to learn how to fucking read.
It’s a basic skill, right? You learn it in grade school. Maybe even before grade school, depending. You should be able to read efficiently and properly by the time you get to middle school, and certainly before entering university. Hell, I should hope you know how to read before you even graduate grade school.
Alas, it appears as though some people can’t even hold onto their ability to read.
In poetry class two days ago, a guy was doing a reading of Li-Young Lee’s “Persimmons.” It was a terrible ordeal to sit through. His idea of an emotional reading was delivering the lines in a monotone voice, with stunted pauses at every comma and period. It was ridiculously insipid.
Now, here’s the kicker: at one particular line, one that ended with a period, he recited it as a question.
Oh my fucking God.
I visibly winced, and I wanted to get up and slug him in the face. But violence isn’t proper in a classroom environment, know what I’m saying?
Anyways, all that aside, Ryan. I know, can’t I ever just shut up about him? Do I HAVE to mention him in every entry? Well, suck it up, mofos, it’s my blog 
(I love you all, you know that :3 )
So, as I was saying, things have been really good between us. We haven’t argued since… well, our last argument 
I’m still going about my usual business of playing mad, but I’m doing it less and less. It’s been wonderful 
we passed our 8-month mark on the 13th, I’m still amazed…
Last year, this exact month, I didn’t expect to fall in love. I didn’t even expect to meet a guy I’d be interested in. Because… after being hurt all the time, year after year, by men, it takes a toll on a girl. And I do mean years, starting from 2005 till 2008. Four years, four guys, four different kinds of hurts.
Yeah, I guess I sound kind of slutty, what with the “a guy a year” thing…
Anyways, I’m just really happy right now especially because I’m so in love with someone who loves me for me ♥
