And from it she fled.

The (mostly) uncomplicated, and sometimes funny everyday stories and rants of an ordinary girl.

yound, wild & free.
Alanna Joncas: you create endless laughter & I love our sleepovers, could not ask for a better roommate.

Alanna Joncas:
you create endless laughter & I love our sleepovers, could not ask for a better roommate.

It sounds cliché, but sometimes all people need to do is smile.

It sounds cliché, but sometimes all people need to do is smile.

It’s true what they say - youth is wasted on the young.

It’s true what they say - youth is wasted on the young.

A seemingly impossible choice.

A seemingly impossible choice.

Dare to be different.

Dare to be different.

"If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I won’t grow up, never grow up, never grow up, not me. “ — Peter Pan and the Lost Boys

"If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, 
I won’t grow up, never grow up, never grow up, not me. “ 
— Peter Pan and the Lost Boys

Sometimes I wonder if I should.

Sometimes I wonder if I should.

Everyone changes - you grow and you adapt, and if you don’t then there is no way you will survive.

Everyone changes - you grow and you adapt, and if you don’t then there is no way you will survive.

Him.

Sitting in the library - yet again - and I see him and her.

Him and her are not two people that I would wish to see on any day.
He was a boy I loved, and she was a girl I thought was my friend.
Both betrayed me, and what we had and are now together.
It shouldn’t kill me anymore, but it does and I haven’t been able to trust/love since.
Seeing them together, happy and in love is killing me inside.
I have been doing so well in not thinking about them, because I never see them on campus, but today is a reminder of what happened and how it happened.
I’m okay, but I really wish I couldn’t see them right now while I’m trying to finish 3 papers due tomorrow.

It’s going to be a long night.


 

Pet Peeve.

If I could take a picture without looking like the biggest creep in the world, I would.

It is currently 8:30pm and I am sitting in the library trying to make a dent in the six papers that I have due this week. The overload of work - not a pet peeve. The idiot who walked into the library wearing his pajama pants at this hour is my issue.

This is something that I have never understood on campus - yes, you may have an early class but slip into a decent pair of pants, sweats even! Or at the very least if you have a chance to go home in between classes - CHANGE YOUR CLOTHES so that you do not become the idiot who is still wearing pajama pants at 8:30 at night.

I do not know why this bugs me so much - it just does, also I think that my patience is at an all time low right now due to my impending all nighter.