Help I went to the Anthropologie store and I got a whiff of the best perfume ever smelled in my entire life and I think I’m in love I think there’s drugs or something in the scent but I am willing to pay the insane amount of money to buy that perfume I think I need help.

I wouldn’t even wear it much. Just kind of put it on my shelf and smell it like an addict whenever I felt sad. Maybe wear it on special occasions or something.

So I’m finally getting around to donating to the Kickstarter because I’m a huge lazybones, and I’m trying to figure out the right pak that I want…I reeeeally want the Gamepak2, Slickpak, Bropak Pro, Snoutpak, and Seerpak as well. But that’s a hecka lot of money, and I wouldn’t really use the tarot cards other than to drool over…but I do have enough money to spend on it…

I can always tell my mom that this is what I want for my early Christmas present…

Decisions.

Balancing work and homework is literally the most stressful thing I’ve ever done, no matter how much I love my job. It’s insane when you only have about 2 hours a day on workdays to do homework before you have to go to bed…I hope I don’t have to come to an ultimatum where one has to suffer.

:(

I Need to Make a Rant

I just…gotta do it. 

So today in English we watched Philadelphia. If you’ve seen the movie, you’ll know what I’m talking about here. So I live with kids who aren’t too keen on anything homosexual. And, sure enough, when it got to the part where Andy revealed he was gay/had AIDS in the movie, literally half the class started gagging, namely the kids I sat next to. They kept doing it whenever it was mentioned that he was a homosexual.

That just…bothers me. I know this is a movie about how you shouldn’t persecute, but those guys were being just downright mean in my opinion. They also cheered when Andy’s condition got worse and worse, muttering that he “deserved it, faggot”.

Get me the heck outta Kansas. 

You know the game Monopoly, right?

Don’t you remember how much fun you had playing that game as a youngster? Or at least I did.

Now that I’m older, I really don’t like this game anymore. It taught kids how to be ruthless businessmen and women. It’s kinda horrifying, in my opinion. A game that looks so childish and innocent actually teaches kids not to share the business world. To crush the competition, and then mercilessly raise prices to drive people out of business.

I’m probably saying this because I was always forced to be the thimble when I always wanted to be the horse.

I literally have the worst homework ethic of anyone I know. I mean, I get the work done and done well, but I just do it at the time’s when it’s most inconvenient for me. But it seems to be the only way that I remember anything I’m reading. If I do the work early, I don’t remember what I worked on. If I do it the night before, I remember most of the stuff I was doing. If I do it in the morning when I’m getting ready for school, I recall just about all of it.

I’m writing this blog post so I don’t have to do my history homework.

My life is going to start spiraling out of control real soon, isn’t it.

Okay, so I put a burrito into the microwave, and set it for fifteen seconds. By the time I had walked to the fridge to get some soda, the microwave had beeped, saying my burrito was done. My brain was like, “Wow, that’s all we do in fifteen seconds?”

Tonight was the night when I truly realized that life is very short.

And that burritos are delicious.