December 2011
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I Promise to Post Something Real Later
I have a knack for having emotionally unavaliable guys fall for me, do nothing other than flop around and piss me off, then to come back crying how they miss me and cry about their problems and piss me off some more. Warning to future suitors: attempt to pull this and no guarantees that I won’t slug you for it.
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One Syllable is Too Much to Handle
It’s becoming apparent that it’s a miracle I make friends. Normally, I’m a social butterfly. I can make small talk well enough to avoid uncomfortable silences. I’m pleasant and inviting. Rarely is there a time in a conversation where I’m not smiling. Today, however, I was more like a social moth.
Today was just an average day. I was leaving my dorm, making my way off...
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I Obviously Can't Handle Multitasking
Joey: Besides myself, there will only be two other guys there tonight and there's 27 people going haha
Me: Haha, well that sounds not bad
This is part of a conversation I had on Facebook chat while holding another conversation with a person face to face. This was the best response I could muster at the time. My line is best read slowly, in parts. Seriously, how do I make friends?
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Snuggies Hate World Peace
I just have a general hate for Thursdays. People who hate Mondays have it all wrong. Mondays are pleasant. Thursdays have it out for you.
Thursdays mean getting up two hours earlier than I normally have to, to go to a class that is three hours long. Thursdays mean having to deal with Boy-thing’s obnoxious face since we have class together. Worst of all, Thursdays mean the most awkward...
November 2011
11 posts
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It's Been a While
I haven’t posted anything in over a week and I just wanted to let you guys know I’m still alive and my life is still awkward. Yay. I had Thanksgiving break all last week and I did nothing other than sleep, shop, and play video games. It was glorious. Unfortunately, I didn’t work on my posts—much.
I did manage to get a little done, so I hope to get two posted in the next...
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Beware of Bathroom
College has redefined everything I thought about hygiene.
At first, I thought sharing a bathroom with five other girls was going to be a nightmare due to how many generations of may flies that could experience the circle of life while a girl gets ready. I know first hand. I’m guilty of even my speediest showers being at least 20 minutes. Going from my house where I had to fight only my...
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Guess Who Just Got a Friend Request?
That awkward moment when Madison barges into the bathroom freaking because we just got friend requests.
How suave of him to wait 24 hours before requesting. We’ll see what comes of this.
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All Because of a Pea Coat
That awkward moment when you and your roommate are getting hit on by a guy and she thinks he’s a complete creeper but you think he’s good looking and funny.
So it’s apparent that Madison and I have completely different tastes in guys. Rarely do we ever agree on whether or not a guy is attractive, let alone his attractiveness level. She has a thing for Asian guys, I like guys...
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“Well, I was going to text you yesterday…”
– You haven’t talked to me in week, so obviously this is the best way to make up for it when I point it out to you. Excuse me that I don’t really want to drop my plans at your whim when, oh, wait, that’s what you did last week.
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To Your Left, You Can See My Patience Running Out
For some reason, I enjoy spending one Saturday of each month giving college bound seniors and their families a tour of the place I currently call home. I like to think I’m a pretty likeable tour guide. I’m bubbly, engaging, and constantly smiling. I’ve received a decent amount of compliments from satisfied families. This last time, I found that some parents are just never...
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#Douche
I was hoping that Boy-thing was going to finally pull his head out of his ass. Turns out, he seems to find it quite cozy there.
I’m not sure how most other girls function, but trying to make me jealous will not turn me on. In fact, it’s only going to piss me off. Tweeting about how you need a random girl’s number because she’s cute is definitely not a way to win my...
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Do I Look Like I Wear a Tiara?
That awkward moment when a guy you consider a friend asks you who your “prince” is.
So it’s become apparent that people still think Justin and I are dating. Today, I was with some friends, one including a guy from Justin’s house who I’m also friends with, and a joke started running about how one of the guys is a prince and his girlfriend is his princess. I’ll...
Anonymous asked: Its been three days without a post from you!!!!!!!!!!! Not counting the reblog thingy!!! When do you expect to write more???
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Oh BTW, He's Not Your Biggest Fan
That awkward moment when your boy-thing runs into your best friend in public and texts you about it.
Boy-thing seems to hint at wanting to meet my best friend. This would be fine if my best friend wasn’t super protective and didn’t hate his entire essence. See, my best friend is probably the most important person in my life. Without him, I don’t think I could function. So for...
October 2011
5 posts
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Carney Island > Coney Island
Justin: I want to go on a carnival date!
Me: Me too! That would be fun, but there's never any carnivals around here.
Justin: I know. We need to go to Carney Island!
Me: No, that sounds awful. That is the last place we want to go.
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“OMGoodness, Gentry! … You really are a peach! Love you!!”
– My mom is so adorable with her attempts to Facebook.
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I'm in Love and I Don't Care Who Knows It
So obviously Justin and I are a thing. I’m always up in his room in the late of night, we stroll the quad together, and we study together. We have inside jokes. Basically, we’re dating.
The fact that I’m completely infatuated with another guy that I talk about frequently and openly is irrelevant. The fact that both of use social media like broke cocaine addicts on their last...
Going for Gold
If I had to describe my mood right now, it would be “BLARRRRRRGGGbsfnsjhalafeljgdlg blehhhhhhhhh”. Translated into coherent words, I made a poor dinner choice and now I’m essentially dying.
My friend Justin told me to suck it up and take medicine like an adult. To that, I said:
I hate having an upset—upset being used loosely, like gran-gran’s wrist skin...