life so far…

it’s been pretty damn decent, i must say.

i’ve been talking to this guy who i normally might not ever have talked to…unless he would have talked to me…which he did..& so far, i’m thinking he’s pretty cool. i do enjoy his company, enjoy how random he is (sometimes seems to match my own & then go about & beyond me, which i don’t mind in the least bit). Steffy & Lauren seem to think that although we’re waaaaaaay different, we mesh well together. i can’t help but agree haha. i mean, i know he’s not in my normal typical guy range, but what if i’ve been looking in the wrong places all this time? what if that’s why i’ve been so fucked over in the past? i don’t mean to say that all the guys like him are perfect or good or what have you, but maybe i was supposed to meet him for a reason. lord knows what’s going on, but i can just say that i really am happy, especially when i’m around him. it’s strange. could i see myself dating him? possibly in the future, if it comes up…i would most likely do it. i say that right now….i’m hoping i don’t read this in a few weeks or months & have my future self wanting to bash my present self’s head through the computer. seriously hoping this goes well. 

now, to go off topic….i’m craving some chuy’s. i’m wanting to be out on a certain someone’s porch, drinking jack honey & coke zero, while tiptoeing through tulips, cigarettes in hand.

instead: i’m stuck doing loads of hw. my desk is a fucking mess, an organized mess, but a mess nonetheless. reason why i decided to post on here after i woke up from a 3 hour nap that i took (seriously hit me out of nowhere…i just woke up & looked around noticing that it was quiet..)(oops….)

sigh. but onward to finishing the piles of crap i have to complete for the morning/afternoon classes. i hate this semester. so. very. much.

the end.

today: my 22nd day of birth…..oh my!

wowzaaaa. i’m finally 22!

i must say….it doesn’t feel like my birthday. or like september for that matter haha. but alas, it is & it’s just astounding at how fast time has passed. really. last year, i was under attack by birthday calls/text, had my family around me, was dancing & dressed up, and was just ecstatic. which is the complete opposite of this birthday, but eh. i never really wanted any presents, all i wanted was to have an old/ex-best friend of mine to text or show he remembered or cared. i’m doubting it’ll happen & i reeeeeaalllyy don’t wanna get my hopes up, but i would never lie & am not afraid to admit that i miss him. a lot. tons. funny how one person could affect you so very much.

but! on the bright side, i can only think of how blessed i am. (nope, this isn’t a christian rant)(it’s a oh-my!-i-can’t-believe-at-what-i’m-surrounded-by rant)

i really can’t begin to say how grateful i am about everything in my life. i was raised up by 2 loving parents, i’ve had food on my plate, clothes on my back, and shoes on my feet. and that all hasn’t been in ‘just enough’ quantities but rather ‘more than enough’. along with that, i’ve had such woooonderful people in my life. all of those who i’ve met and have either walked out of my life or stayed with me…they’ve all been so awesome. i’m happy to know/have known them all bc at one point or another, they have meant/currently mean the world to me. i don’t think anyone really knows how much i love them, because i genuinely do love all my friends (& obvs my family). what can a girl do with so much love in her heart & a need to share it with the world?? haha

ah, but i am now super tired & am beyond ready for bed. ACL was amazing & there are no words for it (except for ‘im le tired’….’still’) hahaha

here’s to hoping today doesn’t slap me in the face!!! ciao!

drunken porch nights = tumblr creations….

So…..after refusing to get on the tumblr train for over a year…it has been done/made.

side note to the statement (which happens to describe & explain many events..inside jokes..life moments..etc. that occur in the everyday life of yours truly…), it happened during one of the infamous porch party nights with my dearest kels. oh drunk me…what have you gotten us into, yet again? i’m still fidgeting around with all this soooo random things will be posted until i get the hang of it all. just an fyi….not that there’s anyone other than kelsie that knows of my existence on THE TUMBLR, but eh it just had to be said.

i think i’m ending this post now….i must say, i kinda feel like it’s like a journal/diary… “dear diary blog thing, todaaaayyy….blah blah blah….and blahhhh…and blahhh too!!! alright diary blog thing, i’ll most definitely write in you tomorrow, so toooodles!!!”

yep.

alrighty, i’m ending this post by saying these last few things:

(altho i have yet to pick out any outfits & prob don’t have the proper attire for it…)

I CAN MOST DEF NOT WAIT FOR THURSDAYYYYY/THIS WEEKEND. this weekend shall be wonderful. incredible. marvelous. why you ask? because it’s ACL WEEKEND. that along with the weekend RIGHT before my 22nd anniversary of escaping my mother’s womb. commonly referred to as a day of birth…or birthday for short haha ;) why yes, i must/will complicate things. the combination of events means it must be spectacular. 

if not…well fuck. that’d be yet again ANOTHER birthday that’s gone to the shit hole. last year’s was god awful thanks to my friend who is referred to by most as the PPD. i refuse for it to be shitty. it just can’t be like that. no sir or ma’am! 

the. end.