Too bad I didn’t learn about that school until I was already at Loyola.
Which I think is really funny. Because when I was little, I wanted to be a farmer. And then when FarmVille was popular I would joke that I was living out my lifelong dream of being a farmer.
When I was back in Michigan for fall break, it hit me how old Emmy (my dog) is. And she’s my best friend. It scared me. I laid down with her on the kitchen floor and made her promise that if it’s her time, she has to wait for me to be home.
And a part of me wants to believe that if I don’t go home, she’ll keep on living.
Breakups are a bitch because it’s constantly “Oh, x months or x years since this happened.”
Or I’ll spend the entire day trying to remember why a date is significant. Like today, I was fretting over 9 February. I was pretty sure it was the day Kelsey and I saw Underoath. I just looked it up. It was.
I’m not saying she’s not talented, but that she’s just not for me.
remember in elementary school when you had to give a valentine to everyone in your class even that one bitch you hated so you made sure they got the least affectionate sounding one and wrote their name on it like it was satan’s good times
One time, I think it was second grade, my family couldn’t afford the store box of cool valentine’s day cards, so I found out the favourite animal of every kid in my class and made them personal ones in the shape of that animal. And I was really really proud of myself because I used to love crafts and art and being creative and I was really back and forth when I was young with whether I wanted to kill them with kindness or to just withdraw and let them hate me and I could be a loner, but I obviously decided to be super nice and do something like that for people who were always mean to me. And the karma didn’t kick in because everyone complained about how lame and ugly they were.
This has been another of Hannah’s sad childhood stories.
Total turn on.
- I think they make my fingers look short and fat which is weird because my fingers are actually fairly slender and fairly long.
- I hate the way they feel on the neighbouring fingers. Like, if I have a ring on my middle finger, I hate the feeling of the band touching my ring and index fingers.
This is what I get for starting to watch West Wing when I was seven.