It may have been when you said I was the reacher that did it. Jsyk.

Dear Playtex,
Thank you for single handedly making all the members of the itty-bitty-titty committee feel even worse with your most recent commercial. "Double A? Like the battery? These are a D." Yeah I see your big boobs. I also see your side boob, back flab and gut. Put on a shirt.

I'm tired of seeing underage drinking portrayed not only in drama, soaps and sitcoms as an okay thing, but when it's shown on reality tv and there's no consequences. I mean this Pretty Wild show on E! These girls are younger than me, admit to having fake IDs. Come home in the morning hungover. And they wonder why one is about to go to jail.

I don't really condone under age drinking. I did it a whole of 3 or 4 times and to be honest, it's just stressful. I mean doing it in a safe environment is one thing. But even that can have consequenses. I just don't understand how shows like this can stay on tv.

003. Get my “courage, dear heart” tattoo.

033. Adopt a pet when I move out. (kinda)

I have a song on repeat to help me sleep. I remember crying to this song for hours.

I don't cry much anymore. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

I'm not completely numb. I cry. Just not at the right times I guess.

Grandpa still pops up in my dreams. But lately it's been customers. And register malfunctions. And customers.

Dear you,

are we ever going to speak again? I know it feels like a betrayal. I never lied to you. I'm sorry though.

New direction?

I feel like I went into this blog wanting to write about my adventures in college. Fun stories and homework and that sort of thing. It turned into more of a diary for public complaining. It's not that that is such a bad thing. It's just not what I intended this blog to be. When people are directed to this page I don't want them to see a whiny girl. I want them to see an educated girl (woman?) who is trying her hardest to learn more about everything. I want to share my insights on everything I'm learning in an educated way. In other words, I don't want to sound stupid. I don't want to sound immature. I also don't want to come off as thinking I'm smarter or better than anyone. I just want to write my thoughts down in the hopes that someone might read and agree.

So I'm taking this blog in a new direction. Or I'm going to create a new page to blog at. Because this isn't what I want to be remembered as.

Buy as much Polaroid film as I can find, since they aren’t making it anymore.

038. Grow my hair out and keep it that length for a while.

065. Complete a paper before the night before it’s due.

068. Take my vitamins everyday.