June 2010
15 posts
Collegia.
Sometimes I get the feeling like I’m at the wrong school. I sometimes regret going to UMBC… and I feel like I should’ve taken out loans to go to UHawaii. Hawaii would’ve been so perfect for what I want to do. And there’s always something to do there. But in the end, I can’t complain, because I feel like God put me here for a reason… plus, there’s...
Midtown.
So other other night, we went to my friend Jen’s birthday shindig at a lounge in DC called Midtown. It was my first time there and let me tell you this… DC is poppin’ on Thursday nights! Like 10x more poppin’ than a SATURDAY. The DMV is ridiculous. The night ended with me noticing waaaaaay later that someone puked on my dress… and me dancing with a random middle aged...
“Baby, you won’t find no lady who does it like I does it, yeaaah!”
Ordinary, but not really.
I’m experiencing some really weird.. supernatural things lately. I can’t quite go into detail on tumblr or to the internet world at all. All I have to say is, things are just going to get weirder, I feel it. I don’t know how God wants me to deal with it.
I really hate the word 'faggot.' I don't care who...
viviandnguyen:
(via hardcorejen)
My June Playlist.
Stuff I’ve been listening to, just to share with those of you who share my phenomenal taste in music, uh you knowwwwww :P
Sia - Bring Night
Adele - Hometown Glory
Adam Lambert - Sleepwalker
OneRepublic - Secrets
Mat Kearney - Closer To Love
Beyonce - Radio
Kelly Rowland - Commander
Mika - Blame It On The Girls
Paradiso Girls - Patron Tequila (SHUT UP! It reminds me of my nights...
Too much of Trang.
I hate not feeling good about myself. But when I actually do feel good about myself, I think I get a little too big-headed. And my closest friends would agree. I get so into myself, that I wasn’t me, I’d hate me. I imagine people getting envious of me. The thought of when I think of that disgusts me. But when I’m in that mood, I don’t care. Especially being in the beauty...
I just really hate being used. That’s all I wanted to say. Oh wait— one more thing: If you don’t know what’s up with “BP”/the oil spill… you’re f*cking retarded. Get it together.
You ever feel like the biggest insult of all is to make someone question their morals? That’s how I feel. And that’s what I just made someone do. I hope that this particular person will drown in their pool of pity and sorrow. You don’t deserve happiness. You fake like you’re Christian, but you are just living a lie. And a part of me hopes you rot in hell. People are always...
