I wish I had more focus or knew what I wanted to do as a freshman in college. I know better now, but is it too late? Do I still have enough time?
#BLACKMAMBA #KOBETIME #PLAYOFFKOBE
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I’ve been saying this for months now: I WANT A MILKSHAKE.
(via mojitosandblow)
SHERLOCK.
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It’s happening again. I plan my days around going to the gym and painting my nails.
reasons I know I’m back at nutrition school
1. Everyone eats during class.
2. The food they eat: couscous salads, granola, salads, home-made sandwiches with whole wheat bread, pita and hummus, vegetable medleys.. you get the idea.
3. It’s normal to carry drinks to class in Nalgenes, Siggs, mason jars, and other random glass containers.
4. Guys love wearing plaid, love not shaving, and love growing out their hair. Really going for that lumberjack look.
5. More backpacks than totes: a phenomenon I have not witnessed since middle school.
6. All my classes are 90% female.
7. Yarn-knit beanies are a thing.
8. Bootcut jeans are also a thing.
9. Why would you take the T to school when you can bike?
10. Everyone hangs their school IDs on a lanyard or on their front pockets. It really is freshman year all over again.
common misconception
me: im going to istanbul today
Kevin: what the fuck !?
loll
WHY?
did u spell that wrong
did u mean hong kong
or something
One of my best friends forwarded me an e-mail today, it was of her responding to a series of questions that a potential Tufts applicant was asking her. I had to cut and paste one paragraph because not only is it SO OBVIOUS that part of it is about me (duh!), but she was also able to pin-down…
#mylifeisasadchickflick
Thank you, Fukuko for making this clear to me. The entire night we had conversations all themed about how pathetic my life is.
I go to a movie theater myself and convince the ticket collector to let me in to claim my free popcorn pass.
I hypothesized the situation in which if I gain 50lb, would my best friends still include me in their wedding parties.
I thought about how at Nikki’s wedding, Fukuko and I would BYOB and do shot for shot of champagne (and Patron).
I had chocolate cake and milk while watching White Collar reruns.
All of this in pajamas.
