Oh and hey, anonymous commenter? Suck my dick.
..it's waiting.
Mm the other day it snowed and me and Nilu were late for class and speeeeding down fish ranch road and we saw the most incredible snow up in the hills. I'm talking like, trees covered in snowflakes, people throwing snowballs, the works. Thursday it's supposed to snow again and I'm thinking everyone in this area should take a break from life, grab some hot chocolate and maybe a sled and go up to grizzly peak. Idk snow just makes me really happy.
I want to make cupcakes. Like really cute rainbow cupcakes with little faces on them. Ever since I got my damn wisdom teeth removed I've been craving sugar like a lunatic. It's like they replaced my wisdom teeth with a sugar tooth. Haa ok that was pretty bad. But I want to make cute yummy sugary stuff. Maybe I'll make them as gifts since I have like negative cash (and all the $$ I get - which is like none, I'm hoarding so I can buy myself a herra cute birthday dress).
Wooooo the percocet is fully kicked in. Awesome. Continue to read with caution. hahah. I feel like all drugs just affect me so much more than other people. I have like negative tolerance to everything its so sad. I'm like legitimately high off of one pain killer. *sigh*
So I got my wisdom teeth removed. How did it go? Well let me just say this: wait until your damn teeth start growing in completely before you remove them! They had to shatter my bottom left one cuz it was being "stubborn" and then I got fucking DRY SOCKET. Google it. Shits awful. I sat in Nilu's car all morning just crying from the pain instead of going to class and I went to my doctor today and he shoved something in the socket (really painful procedure, I might add) that tastes like cloves but took away the pain. Thank god.
Oh and only half of my face swelled up so I look like a some kind of chipmunk monster creature. So cute.
Um the Lady GaGa cd is fucking amazing. He a-a-a-te my heart.
I am SO sick of eating food that doesn't require chewing. I had rocky road ice cream today (my fav) and I had to SPIT OUT the almonds. Like what the fuck. I just want a fat juicy garden burger. With fries. And a coke. With a lot of ice. That I can chew the fuck out of. Wahhhh.
So lately I've been bouncing philosophy around with a lot of different people (which is like one of my favorite things to do- ever) and I've realized people aren't as fucking retarded as I had assumed. Idk it's hard for me to write about this kind of stuff because I can't properly articulate my thoughts and it ends up sounding like wacko mumbo jumbo but I'll take another stab at it:
Sometimes it feels like I know more than my brain is capable of processing and I have to take it slow and digest my thoughts chunks at a time instead of all at once like I'd prefer.
Sometimes it feels like my thoughts are so fantastic (as in fantasy-ish) and out there that could be no way that they would be plausible but then I remember what kind of freak weird universe we live in and how no one really knows what the fuck is going on and I let myself go on these brain adventures, if you will.
Sometimes I really believe I'm from many different times and that my last life was way in the future and I specifically chose to be born at this exact time in this exact location so I could watch the fall of the great American empire from within. (I don't actually believe in time so this could be plausible if you think of it abstractly).
I could go on. But I won't, for sake of moving on to the next topic.
Oh so today I was shuffling through my iPod and got so ANNOYED by this obsession this culture has with boys and relationships. Like ok, I'm all for relationships (of all kind), but there IS more to life, ya know. I'm just sick of it. Girls who base their lives around guys (and by that I mean go out of their way when it's at great personal cost) need to take a sec and not obsess over guys and rethink their lives. Seriously I think this obsession is causing women to actually be inferior (or at least put themselves in an inferior position) to men. Which is dumb because WE are actually the ones with the power to choose our mates. Not men. They peacock and put themselves out there so that we can take our time and select which one we want. This is proven by evolutionary biology so shush if you disagree. I just think girls who throw themselves out there continuously are sending guys the wrong message- that they are the choosers. I don't know about you, but I prefer choosing a guy, hunting him down, and then enjoying the spoils of my hunt. I don't want to be someone's prey, thanks. I don't really know how I got here in my rant but I know I'll be posting another blog entry sometime in the near future about this kinda stuff. Hopefully it'll be more cohesive than this ramble.
OKAY. enough ranting. time to pass out.
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luff you.
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