things that make going to class worth it:

• turning to the person sitting next to you in order to start a conversation because you’re bored when all of a sudden you find that that person’s a cute guy you never noticed before
• oh, and learning, I guess…

So I was in a car with some friends and then my crush randomly walks across the crosswalk and they noticed him before I did so they started calling his name. Windows rolled down.

That was my night, how was yours?

Hey, boys, take a minute to look into the face of manhood.

(Source: beardstofuck)

This boy is so clever, it makes me want to scream.

I am unimpressed by everything except wit because that’s the shit you can’t fake, and it won’t fade once we’re old and married and can’t move without creaking. At that point all your old tricks won’t matter and it’s what you can do with your tongue that will get you places anyway.

You know what’s dumb. That thing that happens when you’re thinking too hard and trying too hard to be cool because you think this guy is the bees knees and then you say something completely stupid. Something unnaturally trendy that makes you sound like a hippy or a wannabe rapper. Whichever end of the spectrum your brain takes you, you will sound like an idiot.

The bees knees. Ey, babayy. Or something or other.

This guy I like just spelled “you’re” wrong.

And I know this has become like the most cliche grammar rule to pet peeve on, but seriously, I didn’t want to but he forced me to minus points. 

I only took away a few points conditionally though because let’s be honest, who hasn’t let the wrong word slip now and again, right? I am betting on the “we’re all human, and hot guy is most likely not an idiot” clause.

You know that cliche thing that happens when you’re talking to your friend and all of a sudden you see that guy you had a crush on and you forget what you’re talking about. Well, it’s embarrassing that it happened today and it’s also embarrassing that I get really giggly and smiley and I kind of skip. Like not full on skip, but I bounce.

We talked and I am just all heart-eyed and I would just like to stay in this moment. I don’t see him as often and we don’t talk as much as we used to during the summer so I’m thinking that needs to change. It seemed like he thought so too. 

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That is all.

One time this guy I liked texted me and my hair was all ugly in a bun on my head and I saw his name flash across my screen and I immediately took off my glasses and was about to pull my hair out of the bun and fluff it back up but then I was like haha, wut.

Wait, you guys I probably blogged about that in the heat of the moment. Whatevs, if I find it I’ll link it.

EDIT: Found it.

when you're finally in your twenties, nothing seems off limits.

Can I just talk about women and this expectation about being in the kitchen.

I didn’t know this was still an expectation. 

Today this guy was hitting on me while I was waiting for a bus (honestly, what do these guys expect me to do? Let them get in my pants at the bus stop because they noticed me?) and he asked me if I knew how to cook. I said no, and he proceeded to tell me that I should learn how to cook so that I could cook for him.

There are no words to express how angry I am, how angry I am that someone had the nerve to place me in their fantasy world where I cook for them. I will never be that girl. I will never be your girl. I will never be anyone’s “pretty lady.”

I am going to go get take out and if there’s a guy out there who wants to go get take out with me and do dumb shit then cool, let’s go, but don’t call me baby or it’s done.