August 2011
Yes, I know Tumblr is now "en Español."
You can stop showing me the notification now.
Hooray for not being pregnant!
The waves on the East coast are huge, for the East coast . . .
And yet Zuma’s waves are still bigger.
Breaking up with Sal is the worst thing I ever did.
I hate anything sticky. Gum at the bottom of my shoes, a little grip on my finger tips, or keys — whether on the computer or the piano. I don’t even like the thought of being sticky — seeing someone spill honey on themselves makes me really uncomfortable.
Omg, the syrup at places like IHOP. I hate touching the syrup bottles. Ewww and eating cotton candy and it makes my fingers sticky. WHY.
After writing a to-do list
Expectations:
Reality:
I have always been a dependent person.
So we hung out last night.
And we didn’t fight, and we didn’t have sex. Progress. Right?
What I do for Lin while I TA:
- Read “Teen Titans” comic books he brings me