Helllllllllllo Tumblr :)

Too much going on to even think to explain right now. Great news though! I got into University of Hartford, which was my number one college. Not only did I get in, I got a scholarship for $14,200 for all four years that I attend the school. Your main bitch is going to college!








The upside of having a gay biff.

I have a really good friend who is gay.  I find alot of benefits with him because not only is he able to see how I am feeling and he can comfort me without it being uncomfortable and creepy.  My boyfriend for the longest time thought that my friend was not gay…. Until he hit on him. Funniest thing that could have happened. Needless to say, my boyfriend knows that when I say I’m with my gay biff having sex talks, he believes me.





Sorry I’ve been neglecting you latley

Alot has been going on. Applying for colleges and keeping up with a relationship leaves no time for a blogger to keep up. But I’m back. Hitting up twitter for a topic tonight and then my blog is baccccccck.





the more depressed you are on tumblr, the more reblogs you get.


also maybe i just like to be a bitch…

whenever someone I know hates me or does not like me puts a status like “LMS for a truth is..” I always feel the need to make it incredibly awkward for them and like it.


i feel like i always run into the same thing..

maybe it’s just guys in general but their public display of love sucks sometimesss. i mean within my relationship i don’t really care that much. i care a little though :X  but i mean girls are ALWAYS expected to tweet and blog about their boyfriends but boys never have too. they believe they come across as weak or something. i don’t think so. girls would like to see a tweet or a blog or a status and know it’s about them. it makes us feel special and feel like we are important and on the boy’s mind. in previous relationships i’ve had my boyfriends RARELY wrote on my wall (before i was on twitter) and hardly put our relationship on facebook.  then i dated someone who was  TOO much. he wrote on my wall literally 10 times a day minimum. it was so annoying. there is a fine line between just enough and too much.