I think I'd have to attribute my weirdness, and more or less, awkwardness to my all-girl-school education. I heard your suppose to mature when your immersed in higher education, but it's not like I acquired any social skills at Champlain College.
In fact, I think I got weirder.
One thing that has, thankfully, stuck with me is my way of being able to swoon, capture, and seduce the opposite sex. O wait- That sentence alone should let you know how much of a joke that is.
Really? Because I'm pretty sure a fake boyfriend doesn't know your real.
I have many boyfriends, in my mind. In reality, not so much.
I mean, am I alone in this?
I know for a fact that I'm not. Plenty of girls have fake boyfriends guys. So
The funny thing is, the boys I end up getting involved with, are never my pretend husbands.
The other funny thing is I have no boys in my life. Ever.
#foreveralone.
On another note, and on to someone even weirder then me,
How can you not love fall? Just the smell alone is enough.
I'm ready to go pick out my pumpkins now, but I have a feeling they will have rotted by Halloween if I do, considering it's September 15th...
Green, pink, purple, to orange, yellow, brown.
Fall is the time of change. For nature and humans too.
Freshman are welcomed to a new world, wether it be high school, college, or real life. September is the mark of the new year ,just as much as January.
It also means the end. like the end, end. No denying it people Summer is over.
It's totally ok though. I'm sure you've all had a hot couple of months and now it's time for the cool down.
Big chunky sweaters are popping up in all the consignment shops and and flip flops have turned into uggs.
Foliage is like the best thing ever.
Speaking of sweaters, I'm in the market. (as always) And I'm dearly missing my beloved @downtownthreads.
I need to find a new hip, edgy, sweater-full consignment/thrift store in philly. Anyone? anyone?
How at the age of 22 do you really know if you have a drinking problem?
Is it blacking out? Because I can't name five of my colleges friends who I haven't seen in a blackout. Is it withdraw? Because I never experienced that. Is it drinking daily? Because last year, when I lived on my own the only thing I did daily was smoke pot, and even that was to the point of nonfunctional.
So how do you know?
I guess encountering the cops several times would be one example. Or getting into fights with friends. Or maybe being hospitalized...
This week I have made the transition from beaver to owl.
Temple owl that is!
What a hoot.
I just transferred from my dearly beloved Champlain College to Temple University.
Which mean I'm going from a wittle bitty campus of about 2,000 to ... 30,000.
Quite the change.
Reasons for transferring to Temple University:
1. way less $$$
2. closer to home- living at home
3. apparently bvt is not a "stable enviroment" for me
idk what would make anyone think that...
anyWHO...
The school year is just beginning and I'mmm feeling like a freshman when I should be a senior. -_-
This time last year I was leading freshman as an RA, now I'm grouped among them! Ah well, better to be a frosh then an indefinite drop out.
This year has been dramatically different from the last. Somethings good, somethings bad. 20112 still has four months left and I'm still in transit, big time.
Hope ya'll are still along for the ride, that is Fuck Yab. Because a new chapter certainly has begun...
Hai.
sooo it's been a while, what's new? o ya? cewl.
Since getting the boot, -_-, I've been, well, watching lots of tv.
my daily schedule looks something like this:
saved by the bell,
boy meets world,
~food network for a while~
friends,
how i met your mother,
then finally, big bang theory.
But currently: I'm in vt.
and
psyched about/mostly watching: olympics
Update on yab's life: just got into Temple University.
holler holler pimp dollar. ~New Chapter~
