February 2009
I go to bookstores
shoelessjane:
Because I love them. And because I’m lame. They are a shelter from the lameness.
as do I
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a-beautiful-mess:
on friday we got all new classes (new semester) and the guy that i kinda sorta like a little showed up in one of my classes. So yeah… =]
andd i found out that i got an 84 on my math final which means i brought my grade up to an A minus! i was pretty exited about that.
ok, A, idk if you’ve talked to F about that thing. So I’m going to wait one more week and then i’m going to...
I don't know
I don’t really know who I am. I think about this all the time and all I come up with is a name. A simple little name that tells me nothing. I wish I knew who I truly am.
Random Acts
a-beautiful-mess:
lovepuppy:
blissfulself:
I really enjoy experiencing random acts of kindness in this crazy world: the man who gives up his seat on the train, the woman who chased me half a block to hand me the glove that I dropped, a group of people holding the elevator door as I rush into work, the girl who moves her yoga mat to make room for another in class.. it all warms my heart.
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Cleaning
So I never clean my room. But I did today.
My whole day was spent cleaning it and I am still no where near done.
Although it feels sooooo nice to have this much done.
The Giving Tree, by Shel Silverstein
reluctantbuddha:
havent-got-a-prayer:
Once there was a tree…and she loved a little boy. And every day the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns and play king of the forest. He would climb up her trunk and swing from her branches and eat apples. And they would play hide-and-go-seek. And when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade. And the boy loved the...
January 2009
a-beautiful-mess:
kari-shma:
Corinne Bailey Rae...
