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28

May

My better half

Don: Why is sex a definition of being close to someone?

Betty: I don’t know. But it is for me. It is for most people.

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Don: I missed you.

Megan: I miss you all the time.

I don’t know when I started pretending like everything was sunny. I don’t know where you’ve gone. But I’m here. And I keep trying to make things the way they used to be, but I don’t know how. And maybe that’s stupid, or young, to think like that, but something has to change.

Don: You’re right. I haven’t been here. 

 

26

May

BRCA one two three

Breast cancer and break up on my mind

21

May

reality bites

reality bites

30

Apr

#lanadelrey #gatsby #lit 

25

Mar

Tina Fey - Inside the actors studio [x]

Is she not my soul sister or what? SHE IS

but I’m a 90’s bitch

01

Mar

Light bulb

… Let’s see what it illuminates

24

Feb

Don’t you worry, don’t you worry child

For the first time in my life, I lack a plan. I just don’t have one. I feel a bit like Chris Messina and Jenna Fischer’s characters in The Giant Mechanical Man.

I’m taking my GRE’s this coming Saturday, without having selected or even researched a school or program to take it for, without even knowing what major to study a masters in, and currently just hoping I can end this sentence on something other than a preposition, (major pet peeve), without knowing whether it’s necessary (nailed it)!

I don’t have a goal. Not a carefully sought out one at least. Not one that I can begin to even pan out without getting sweats.

That’s new for me. My problem is usually making a decision from too many options, but this time the options are not so clear. If you know me even remotely, you know that I do things by the book. Academically and professionally speaking, of course (what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas in other words). I tend to do things conventionally and early—applying for college, finishing college, applying for the best internships and jobs. I do what I want and I make what I want happen for the most part. But what if I don’t know what it is I want? This time I don’t. Not even sure what my options are. And afraid there are few.

I really just don’t know. I don’t know what I want. It feels both exhilarating and terrible at once saying that out loud. But is it true? O wise Swedish House Mafia? Does heaven really have a plan for me?Religiously, yeah I believe it does. Logically, I dare hope so.

I started singing the chorus without realizing it while studying some geometry and thought, hmph, maybe there’s some wrinkle of truth to that. Sure, it’s just a good song, but I’m a bit like Kate Beckinsale in Serendipity. Ergo, I believe in signs. And this one says I’ll figure it out. Or rather, it’ll work out. Perhaps perhaps perhaps Geri Halliwell. I don’t yet have to make my mind up.

16

Feb

Daydream Nation

Kay Dennings rocks my socks. Every time.

11

Jan

i admit, i really like this song. sue me.

and my 5-year-old little brother showed it to me, saying his favorite part is, ‘you can’t go to bed without your cup of tea’. if only you knew my little brother. stole me heart he did.