SERVED WITH A SIDE OF SARCASM

New (lack of) hair style

Spending my evening pondering the age-old question of “what should I do with my hair?”

Time to go lose an award. No time to practice my “gracious loser” face first, but let’s be real, I was always gonna be upfront about how pissed the loss would/will make me

Currently: #whitegirlproblems meltdown

Thoughts for today:

• Everyone is terrible. Sometimes someone who I thought was terrible will be momentarily not terrible, but they’re always like one step away from returning to causing me eye-gouging misery.
• Going off of that last one, I know this girl who always assumes people hate her, but of course you can’t be like, “LOL good job figuring that one out, Sherlock,” because you don’t want to end up being, like, the unintentional star of the sequel to Bully or something, so you’ve gotta be like, “No, nobody hates you, stop being paranoid. Now excuse me, I have to go to a different room, but I promise it’s not so I can let out a laugh I’ve been holding in (yes it is).” However, sometimes, like today, that girl acts in such a dickbag manner that you just want to shake her and scream, “MAYBE IF YOU DIDN’T ACT LIKE SUCH A SINGED TWAT HAIR ALL THE TIME EVERYONE WOULDN’T HATE YOU.”
• I have been putting not a lot of effort into some extracurricular stuff all semester, and now I have to figure out how to make it look like I cared. Rough life, right?
• I only have to stay in Boston for roughly another month. FREE AT LAST, THANK GOD ALMIGHTY, I AM FREE AT LAST. Movin’ to Los Angeles this summer, y’all.
• I hope you just looked at the picture and didn’t read any of the stuff below it because I’m pretty sure that while the picture is adorable, I come off like a real asshole in the words part. Also yes, I did just paraphrase MLK to express my happiness that one of my #FirstWorldProblems is soon to be resolved. Sorry I’m not sorry.

If anyone has any PR/social media/experiential marketing ideas for a coffee company, and would like to save me a couple hours of sitting in this library staring at a blank Word document, let me know. 

More trailer park fashions

Hidden Gems From iPhoto: Summer 2008. My friend’s parents bought a trailer. Obviously we had to have a trailer trash photo shoot in it.

Running out of ways to ignore the work I should be doing.

Wait.

I’m a part time student (lol suck it, full-timers).

Do I even have work I should be doing?

Also, they really need to remaster Prince’s albums, because I can barely hear what’s going on when I listen to his earlier stuff.

Yeah, this weekend I haven’t been feeling so great, but what’s my excuse for dressing like this every other day of the year?