February 2009
i missed a day.
iheartsf:
sorry.
a beautiful moment from market street.
i love this guy. he’s always seranading me happy birthday at the coffee bean. sf is the best.
perfect fix for a friday night bust.
i went to an art gallery/show/hipsterinvasion. i am so not into the hipsters, and yet i find myself living among them, as an adopted baby raised by wolves. the cops came, and it kind of sucked. now i’m drinking a beer, eating pizza, and uploading pictures from karaoke. i love my life.
new rule.
no cupcaking at karaoke. if you want to make out, take it to the streets. jacks is for dancing!
(if you don’t know what cupcaking is, now you know)
cupcaking adj: constantly kissing and being all over someone in public places.
“the girl is always cupcaking with her man in the hallway.”
jacks! jacks! jacks!
karaoke with a dj that plays saxaphone backup to ANY song imaginable? OH YESSSSSSSS!!!!!!
rude.
my 15 year old sister gave me some hand-me-up bras. they’re too big. FML!
iphonery!
just got tumblr for my iphone! oh yesssssssssssssssssss.
i am falling asleep to the rain and coldplay.
sweet dreams, darlings.
i think that when you choose to hate you miss a lot of love.
“i do believe love will come set us free.”
– bret dennen
“it could all be so simple
but you’d rather make it hard
loving you is...”
– lauryn hill (before she went nuts)
good morning friends.
i hope today is wonderful, and that someone gives you a hug.
“Im so darn glad he let me try it again
Cause my last time on earth I lived a...”
– stevie wonder
oh yeah.
i’m baking cupcakes for my coworkers last day tomorrow. and i’m watching Black to the Future on VHI.
the cupcakes are chocolate.
“if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it but you didn’t so fuck...”
– Jordan B. (via seeyourgypsy)
this is my response to my chicken’s stupid ex boy being stupid. i told her the next time he calls that is what she is to tell him. TRUTH MOTHERFUCKING SPOKE!
“my name is harvey milk and i am here to recruit you!”
– harvey milk
bitter(sweet)
i always get really excited to come home to my parents for a few days. this trip i was especially stoked for, as i have been suffering from a death cold for the past couple weeks, and some sunshine and mom seemed like the perfect cure. trips home, in reality, stress me out. hence the bitter(sweet) title. the following are observations i have made about my homeland, orange county.
bitter:
1....
“I am not interested in money. I just want to be wonderful.”
– Marilyn Monroe (via quote-book)
