gabrielleeeee.

sometimes i'm thinking
i'm too high to fall.
other times i'm thinking
i'm so low i don't know
if i can come up at all.
Thu Nov 26

what i imagine thanksgiving will be in twenty years

  • setting: me, with small children gathered around me before dinner, beer bottle in my hand
  • me: children, i'm what you call an al-co-hol-ic.
  • kids: oooooooooooooooohhhh!
  • me: if you take one of these fun little bottles when mommy and daddy aren't looking, you can be just as cool as me (exaggerated wink)!
  • kids: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
  • me: swig swig! don't tell anyone i talked to you! (stumbles off to the next room, being as graceful as possible)
  • kids: oh boy guys, we wish we were as cool as her! let's go drink in the garage and pretend we don't notice grandpa hitting on his daughter in law!
  • : D
Tue Nov 24

awwww

i get so dazzled by following “fuckyeahwelshcorgis” that i forget to tumble. i mean… there’s just too much cuteness on my dashboard to concentrate for any given amount of time. i end up always youtubing videos of cute animals instead of blogging haha

Fri Nov 20
rocky horror lolcat style!

i never knew everything i ever could have wanted could be on a webpage haha

Mon Nov 16

about a month ago i mentioned professors dying to help me as soon as i said the word “hospital.”  now i’ve found the real magic word… “funeral.”  it’s especially effective if i pair it with “for my seventeen year old cousin, eric, who was amazing and who i loved very much.” yeah, great… extensions. all i know is that i would give anything to get zeroes on these papers i haven’t handed in and for my deadlines to be tomorrow at 9am and for readings to be out of the roof if it meant that i could have eric back.  guess life doesn’t work that way, though.

eric, we miss you, and we love you very much.  11/6/09 was a day from hell for us, and although you were the brightest sunshine, we miss having you warm up our days. i hate that i had to see your mom and your dad and your sister and your grandmas and your grandpa and your aunts and your uncles and your cousins and your best friends and your acquantances hurt so much. 1,500 people showed up to your funeral on purpose… you were incredible. i wish we had one more day with you. i wish we had ten more days with you. i wish we had a hundred more years with you.

like you always told us, party on. make them laugh upstairs like you always made us laugh. we can’t wait to see you again.

Sun Nov 15
so yeah… that’s how my weekend went.

so yeah… that’s how my weekend went.

Fri Nov 13
“ I am so angry and frustrated. Why can’t I love him? Why?

Found penned in the back of a copy of Wittgenstein’s “On Certainty” (via khora)

i’m soooo glad you read “on certainty”. i don’t know if you remember me telling you to read some wittgenstein, but i did, and i love him. i’m not surprised that someone wrote a secret in the back… his words make you want to do that.
Sun Nov 1

head will roll.

another shitty night to add to my repetoire of failed expectations.  getting pretty fucking sick and tired of not feeling good.  sometimes i’m so over this breakup, and sometimes i’m just so fucking not.  i constantly want to smack myself upside the head. whatever. i’m going to do homework and i’m going to figure out every single sentence in greek and i’m gonna read thoreau until my eyes cross and when i’m done i won’t remember anything that ever made me feel sad.  cheers, motherfuckers.

Fri Oct 30
khora: beard.  you look so grown upppp.

khora:

beard.

 you look so grown upppp.

greek rabble!

ever try to go greek at 645am after getting four hours of sleep and still a little buzzed? yeah. good times.

time to parse EPXOMAI! hurray!