Tuesday, May 25, 2010
STARTIN' THIS SHIT OFF RIGHT
Monday, May 24, 2010
When does this bus leave?
Dear eighth grade boys:
Stop making me feel like my body is my burden. Do I, or any other girls, find you to be attractive? Helllllll no. But we don’t stare at your bodies and then whisper to our friends! We are polite! I don’t know if this is because girls are told to keep quiet, or because we are totally over bullying, but whatever! You are assholes in many more ways, but I only have 8 more days of you! Then freshman year, you will maybe be a little more like real people, but not entirely, because you’ll want to make sure everyone knows how cool you are since it’s freshman year and there are all these new people! And by people, I mean chicks! For you to be rude to while making them feel like they’re lucky to have your rudeness bestowed upon them! And for you to grab their ass, and then make them feel like that’s supposed to be a compliment! Sexual harassment/assault is totally flattering! It means you like her! But not really, because you don’t like her enough to respect her space and comfort, you just like her body! And that one time I told one of you to not grab girls’ asses, you had all your friends come up to me throughout the day to tell me how mean I was to embarrass you! Also you all have AWFUL B.O., and AXE smells like shit, and Family Guy isn’t funny, and not showering isn’t a way to make a political statement, and FUUUUUUUU
/end rant
Saturday, May 22, 2010
you know,
Friday, May 21, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
When the day get's boring
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Started Again
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
combined.. LIKE NOODLES
Sunday, May 16, 2010
THEA
Saturday, May 15, 2010
I går var det Hannah's fødselsdag.
This is from my birthday last year when I turned 17
Thursday, May 13, 2010
raunchy raunchy raunchy
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Leaving shit in mud puddles
It's fan is broken and is getting hotter and hotter on my lap.
Also the space bar broke off at one point and now neglects to make spaces on it's own accord.
Getting into sarcastic jibber jabber with people online whom I don't talk to in real life.
I'm not going to insert a space if the keyboard decides not to make one.
Sort of afraid my computer is going to burn a hole through the blanketI have over my legs and therefore give me some third degree burn, hopefully it won't scar too bad.
Since I'm on my old computer I decided to look through themany folders of photographs I took of myself through my "I think I might be indie and different but still have really horrible friends who like abercrombie and therefore don't think it's okay to completely stop wearing it, I'll just add an alt sweater or only wear my indie clothes when I'm alone" phase.
I can just remember how horrible it was.. Wuz the only kid on da block whu liked bright eyes. Except for my friend Cleo's mom who took us to the concert.