What am I getting myself into. :X liking a freshman.

I’m neglected tumblr. Mostly because I never use my computer, I’ll try to change that soon.

Yesterday was pretty much the best day ever.

• 88 on my pre calc test.. solid B for progress reports
• made a snow man with Sarah
• Got accepted to UNE
• My new camera lens came in the mail
• Kicked the living shit out of Groveton
• Went out to dinner

The best day ever. Mainly because the ass kicking we gave to Groveton. Bitches. So happy. Also made 85/100 foul shots today.. won that whole fundraiser thing. Now it’s totally nap time.

Upset & tired don’t mix to well. Up until 12, talking - his parents don’t approve of me or get the point. Woke up at 515 for clinicals. It’s been a long day. I’m so frustrated with myself and others.

I have so much to post about, but my computer charger is upstairs and I’m not getting it, nor am I typing it all out on my iPod. Tonight!

Deleted that previous post. I’m going to re-sum my night last night in a more civil manner.

Shit that blows: The Friend Zone

Went to the concert tonight with Linds. Good seeing her. I’m in a fantastic and optimistic mood right now. PS Sarah, you looked freakin’ gorgeous tonight!

I got into UNH… just not the nursing program.. so they can kindly s my d. I don’t remember if I said I got accepted into UNE or not, but I did. Northeastern waited listed me… which, hell, is better than a no. Everyone else is still processing.

My last block is turning out to be like a soft porno. GROSS.

NHS tomorrow to feed the old people. Gah. Dumb.

6-oh-3 asked: Game on a freshman? Judging! Just kidding, go for whatever haha

hahah :P no beuno from his parents

Things are looking up, kind of :) I’m content right now. Game time tomorrow. Aw yah. My dash is kinda shitty right now hence no reblogging is being done.

So my life, recently, has consisted of;

• working game on a freshman - don’t judge
• pre calc and not understanding shit
• work
• dropping 20+ points during basketball games
• cleaning my room a million times

I’m ready for the weekend. Minus the clinicals part. I’m sick of that. I might just keep my job as candy girl over the summer. My manager put in for me getting a raise! Finally. I mean I make $8.50 but I’ve worked there for almost two years without a raise.

When people say ‘why don’t you text me/keep in contact with me/skype me’ do they not know a phone works both ways.

I’ve been texting the shit out of Tay because of my pathetic nervousness. Also Sarah, I’m sorry I keep sharing all that crap about seagull with you, not sure if it annoys you or not. PS - what was this basketball post I saw? Explain woman! And cheer the heck up! :)