Someone jacked my key to the stupid beat up van I’m supposed to drive. So i found another key. I put the keys and my bag in the aforementioned van and ran back in the house. I forgot however that this van has a habit for randomly locking itself… the keys are on the seat, the door is locked.
I like Spanish and I like Dishwashers.
I have recently discovered that I don’t like when dishwashers only speak Spanish…
Especially when they get really quiet as you walk near and stare you down and as soon as you walk away, BOOM laughter and Spanish lot and lots of Spanish…
I am at that moment when I am getting sleepy and am praying that I can pick up last nights dream right where I left off. It never works. but I’m praying anyway…. ;)
summertime means i never have to wear shoes.
I feel like I am suffocating and I have lost the will power to force my lungs to find oxygen…
Well I’ve been home for 24 hours and I’m already homesick for a place that seemed more like home than home does….
yep…..
(via become-content)
This sucks!!! You finally make friends that could last you a lifetime, and then you get to sit there while half of them walk across a stage, get a diploma and proceed to keep walking out of your life forever.
Boxes are great when you’re a kid. Because when you’re a kid a box is a car or a fort or a boat or a time machine. But now at almost 20 boxes are no longer fun…. You actually have to put things, other than your own body, in them. Dumb
