December 2010
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I went to high school with her…
She was really sweet.
Now her photos are making rounds on tumblr…
My friend is calling her the next Kim K.
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I'm about to make myself a snow cone...
while it’s fresh.
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Why I like being friends with guys :)
No drama.
They wouldnt spread my secrets.
They consider me as a sister.
They protect me.
They can intro me to their friends.
They dont hit on the guys I find hot/cute.
They are good listeners.
They give good advice.
If this is your list of why you like being friends with guys, them broads that made you feel this way were never your friends.
Oh yeah… the shit seems good until they...
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I remember the last snow...
My boyfriend coaxed me into staying over his place at the last minute.
It must have been a bit after eight when I finally got there, but it didn’t matter- we had plenty of time. We chilled for a bit, talking and cuddling before we got into anything. I remember he kept shushing me and covering my mouth because his family was in the house. I’m certain they knew what we were up to, the...
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I'm at the Cherry Hill Mall; it's a fashion show!
stella-darling replied to your post:We get the hottest lesbians and most fabulous gays in my store…
I wish I knew what mall this was at, cause all the gays at my mall I see that aren’t working are usually in sweats.
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We get the hottest lesbians and most fabulous gays...
I had this chick who always hits on me…
She’s dark-skinned with these really neat locks. Anyways, customer service got really personal when she licked her lips and stared me in my eyes as she asked for help with nothing, and then again when she licked her lips a second time and said “Thank you Asia.”
She spent a lot of her time in the mall during the summer.
Then there...
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Shit, I wasn't going to talk about 2010...
but, damn… 2010 really was a good ass year.
It was definitely a year of firsts.
First boyfriend
First date
First time having sex
First pregnancy scare
First heartbreak
First time blacking out
First mall job
First real argument with my best friend
First time I’ve gone months without talking to Dad
First time getting into a real argument with my brother
First house
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Winter Break =)
I got back home yesterday evening and I’m all moved into the room.
I work tonight, at, I think (I forget what time she scheduled me for since I can’t check online. Also, she better figure out how the fuck I’m getting paid. I don’t want to quit.)
I need to get ready to leave the house… my nails are already done.
Nails done, hair done… everything did?
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I haven't gotten paid yet.
I told my mother she would have her set of pots.
Limited Brands had better get it together.
I’m highly upset.
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I tried so hard to take nice pictures of myself when I got back to my room.
You can tell I was out of it. Every shot is focused on my tits.
They look pretty amazing, still.
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Another F.
I hate college, and technology.
Edit: She gave me a C… so thankful.
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Just had my third Redbull energy shot.
I hate myself, obviously.
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One Redbull energy shot down…
One more left, as well as a Starucks’ doubleshot…
I won’t be going to sleep until Sunday, perhaps
I have a lot of writing to do.
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I wish Ms. Hushbum was here!
“QUIET! THIS IS A LIBRARY! CAN’T YOU READ?! PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO STUDY! HOW CAN YOU BE SO RUDE?! HUSH!”
The two people to my left need to shut up. They aren’t even studying.
I have given him ‘the look’ a few times, but it isn’t working.
They are making the most noise on the third floor, next to the sound of my nails on the keyboard.
At least study,...
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It’s interesting to see how many people will give their numbers to pretty faces on the internet…
-le sigh-
Google voice, holler!
6093101532
BBM is a little less creepy: 228C6855
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I hate this new house
I still have to share a room with my 23 year old sister. There’s so much extra space in this house but this room still isn’t big enough for the two of us. I have had to give away so much stuff just because there isn’t enough room for all of my things. We aren’t even allowed to turn the lights on when we walk into a room, unless it’s super necessary. I still have no...
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I'm really getting tried tonight...
My mom and stepdad are away for the night, so I’ve been left in charge at the house.
My youngest brother, he’s 13, has a friend over, my mother said he was allowed to.
My younger brother, he’s 18, strolled in around midnight with his girlfriend.
According to him, she’s staying the night. This is the same little ass, 16 year-old dolphin looking chick that my mother kicked...
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I've been sick for over a week.
I woke up really sick last Tuesday. Nausea, sore throat, runny nose, cough, sneezing, headache, and my voice was gone- all of that good stuff.
I know partying this weekend wasn’t the brightest idea, but can I get a break? It was founders’ week. I’ve been getting plenty of sleep, except for tonight. I’m drinking so many fluids, mainly water and tea… oh, and coffee.
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My little cousin and her friends are such...
Keeping in mind, they live out in the suburbs.
They’re high school freshman, and act about as grown as I am.
One friend has a hole over her top lip (a monroe?) and the other one has a barbie face mask.
Coach monograms, Polo everything, and Ugg boots- ugh.
She moved out of Camden a few years ago and has been trying to move back every since.
We need to spend some time together. And by...
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I love shopping at Target
I only spent about sixty dollars.
I made out with four sweaters and six shirts.
Best clearance in the damn world.
Now, I need to find a place for cheap skirts.
Shoes are still not that cheap… good thing I don’t like to wear shoes.
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Swag Surfin- F.L.Y.
I love when this song comes...
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Sick as all hell,
still going out to this party tonight…
and the step show (and afterparty) at RU tomorrow.
Listen
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When a van pulls up to the sidewalk of where i'm...
glamourfashionhoex:
When anything pulls up…
Hell, when anyone walks too close or stares to hard.
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I just don't understand where they come from...
How did you find my page?
Why did you decide to follow me?
Who invited you this far into my life?