That means yours truly gets to leave camp, dress like a normal person, eat cheap wings, and watch the hockey game! Live television has never had such appeal before!
I don’t like it when it feels like things are falling apart and there’s nothing you can do about it.
I don’t like being helpless. I don’t like waiting for things in life to pass. I don’t like not understanding.
I like being in the know. I like being able to help. I like to be the one who listens to you.
I want to be the one you go to. It makes me feel wanted. Isn’t that what we’re all looking for anyway?
So, in essence you’re saying “Kelly, I think you’re cute”?
That seems rather self serving…. :P
First time clean shaven in over 2 months. I kinda like it.
It was the baby face look that made me stop, but now that the suntan is starting, that’s no longer an issue.
This time of the year is host to the infamous “spring peepers”. They’re a tiny species of frog (so I’m told) that thrives during this time of the year and their combined chirps hit a solid 60dB.
60dB, all night long.
Have I mentioned I like sleeping with my window open?
Haha we certainly do have a lot of things in common
BLACK = I would date you.
GREEN = I think you’re cute.
BLUE = You are my tumblr crush.
GREY = I wish you would notice me.
PURPLE = I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
TEAL = We have a lot in common.
YELLOW = I don’t know you at all.
ORANGE = I don’t like your blog.
BROWN = I don’t like you.
PINK = I think you are unattractive.
RED = I hate you with a burning passion.
WHITE = You scare me.
meh, why the hell not?
I hate feeling ignored. Also, forgotten or not considered for things.
I’m just saying.
But I just finished a few hours of Nazi Zombies with the director, a rockstar latte, and now internets are calling me with Mika songs.
I’ve got a while before the crash, I think I’ll stay up lol.
Any questions while I’m here?
I’ve been trying really hard to cut back on spending lately, but now I’ve got two things I both want and need to buy.
New laptop battery, and these totally awesome-sauce shoes.
Now, I don’t really want to buy both, but I need both. My computer is giving me warnings about my battery every time I charge it or turn it on. And I’ve been without running shoes for about 3 months (granted it was winter).
Battery = $45 Shoes = $30
A little help please?
We all had to jump in and do canoe rescues for spring training. This is the lake that was frozen over only a few weeks ago. Yeah, did I mention it was snowing while we did it? No? Well it was.
Also, shrinkage. Like, painful amounts.
Well anon, it would seem that you’re new here so I’ll fill you in how Tumblr works.
People post things on their blog for their own, and their followers’, enjoyment. From there, their followers can repost (or reblog as it were) this material to their contentment.
In order for this system to work, there must be posts for the followers to view. And the more posts there are, the more these posts can be reblogged for others to see.
To answer your question though, I don’t feel like I HAVE to increase my daily posts. I was merely getting tired of putting something on the queue and then having to wait 3 weeks for it to post.
It’s most likely just your laptop, but i still get to talk to you like it isn’t :)
I love you Amanda. There’s rarely a day i don’t kick myself for one of three reasons; being so far away from you, not being with you sooner, and being so far away from you.
Love is a funny thing. It makes you do things you normally wouldn’t. Like ignore all your friends, or completely neglect responsibilities. Right now, I wish I could do those things. I wish you were here so I could just drop whatever I was doing and talk to you. Face to face. Close enough to hold you, and see you smile.
I want to have a whole day with you. A day when we’re both utterly carefree. When the only thing I have to do to smile is look at you and you can enjoy yourself. Entirely at my expense if you want.
You have such inner strength. You look at problems and immediately see their solutions. You don’t focus on their impact. You don’t see the mess. You see the way out. It’s one of the reasons i love you. On top of your beauty, and your mind, and your intelligence, and self discipline.
You’re easily the best thing that has ever happened to me. Nobody else has ever gotten so close. I’ve let others in, but they’ve just left scars in their passing. I love you Amanda. I hope you’re sleeping well