Waking Lyndon.

Sometimes I'll be feeling witty. Sometimes I'll be feeling artsy. Sometimes I'll be feeling angsty. Whatever I'm feeling or thinking, I'll write about it here.

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Thursday, September 23, 2010

My life would be so different if...

I knew how to talk to boys.

caffeine actually affected me.

the internet wasn't so fun.

lettuce didn't taste like shit.

beds weren't so comfortable.

I wasn't afraid of my car exploding.

I had one of these:

(If you get the reference, you win)

time went by the way I wanted it to go.

they made extra-firm grip cozies.

wallhuggingatparties was an Olympic sport.

I didn't feel like I was going to vomit every time a dead animal carcass is ripped open in front of me. (I'd probably be Pre-Vet in that case)

I thought about things before I said them (making a joke about how you don't care about other people's feelings can often be misunderstood...even when you try to explain it... and deny it... and take it back entirely...)

I didn't ignore big things and STRESS OUT over little things. (Ignoring the fact that my car is going to explode but STRESSING OUT over the fact that I undercooked the cookies for a dorm program)

Odwalla drinks didn't have crack in them and/or weren't so expensive...either one.

people my age would stop falling in love with Justin Beiber *cough* you're a pedophile..... Just sayin'.

Becker College served hot breakfast after 9:00am.


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