Just My Luck

It really is just my luck that the ONE DAY I don't have my parking permit on campus, I must get a parking ticket.

Come on now, really? People go the whole semester without ever buying the ridiculously overpriced sticker to give you permission to park somewhere that should be free. And yes, I have bought that sticker, and yes, my car happened to be in the shop when I received my parking ticket.

Of all days campus security actually does their job and checks stickers....really?

Oh God, you sure do have a sense of humor.

When Life Becomes Too Much like TV

Relationships that screw up friendships. Enough said.

You know that saying Chicks Before D****? Or even Bros before Hoes? It's pretty pathetic that these "sayings" are just that....sayings. And nothing more.

I'm not saying that I don't want my friend to be happy with their significant other, and I'm not saying that I want my friend to choose between me and their love interest. I just want my friend to be happy. But when a person makes you more unhappy and disappointed than joyous in a relationship....there's nothing that should be holding you back than having the strength to get up and leave. Having strength in a relationship is not stopping someone from trying to screw you over again, but having the courage to realize when enough is enough and walk away.

My life is slowly but surely turning into the MTV reality show, The Hills. I'm Lauren Conrad, and my best friend, Heidi, is slowly but surely getting sucked into a ridiculous and crappy relationship with Spencer, someone who treats her like dirt instead of diamonds.

Let's just hope this doesn't have the same ending that that did....

20 going on 30

Well...I am officially 20 years old. Thanks to all you creepers out there who have no idea who I am, yet are secretly wishing me a happy birthday under your breath. I truly feel the love, well, sort of.


But I do have the most amazing friends who have made sure to blow up my phone with calls and texts every 2 1/2 minutes to wish me a Happy Birthday. I love them, I really do <3>Correction: I've never been a fan of MY birthday. I'm not really sure why, but I always feel extremely awkward and out of place when someone wishes me a Happy Birthday...or even worse, when someone gets me a present.

Make fun of me all you want, but I truly don't like it, (and it's not because I'm growing into an old lady who is ashamed of her age and therefore resents the horrid day she is reminded of it.)

I'm a giver, not a receiver. I love, love LOVE celebrating my friends birthdays...I live for it, and I count down the days until I can take them out and surprise them with quirky little gifts. However, when it comes to mine...I silently pray that it comes and go as quickly and painlessly as possible.


So, it's my birthday, and I'm 20. I really feel like I should be 30 by now, and I take myself aback with the knowledge that I'm ONLY 20. With everything that I've been through, I feel like my teenage years was a compilation of 30 years. I guess I should be thankful it was only 10 though...

Anyways, Happy Birthday to me. Thanks again for your secret silent birthday wishes :)

Drama, Drama, and oh, more Drama

Who knew that Facebook could start more problems than technology thought possible???

Well my friends, it's been one of those days....one of those days where people seem to forget the rules of propriety and proper manners of maturity, including myself.

Much like the rest of the human race, I don't like people intentionally creating seditious libel to discredit my name and my reputation...especially on Facebook. Come on now, if you have something to say to me, be mature and say it to my face. Don't tremble like a puppy with his tail between his legs by "trying" to be slick and posting things on Facebook. That's for high schoolers...actually, that's for monkeys.

So the lesson here is know when you're wrong, and know when enough is enough. You're not cool because Facebook allows you to have an account...they allow the dumbest people to have one, i.e. Barak Obama.

My Heart's Treasure

Oh my dearest love, how I do love thee
For the deepest waters nor the limitless skies
Compares to the depths of thy heart’s eternal key
Which there, for all eternity, is where thee shall lie.
For there, you are safe from heartache and despair,
Away from the world which may destroy our love,
Unlike a man, I know thee will never cease to dare
To fly away among the heavens up above like a dove.
For in my heart you will always be kept close
And never run to discover things anew
You shall never sneak away as the art of a ghost
To bid me farewell and with someone new adieu
My pen, my darling, how you will always be near me,
For you keep me whole and will never truly flee.



--Written by yours truly <3