dear sweet jesus i love that picture... oh wowzers. my eyes water. it's like the picture of beauty alllll wrapped up in a fake poster for a movie that's coming out in what feels like a bazillion years.

ugh sad fan girl. p4p ladies.

annnnywayyyyss since i only post pictures of gorgeous up here, i thought it was time for a little meeee time, since that is, of course, why we're all here.
then again, it's only me who reads this so i'm fairly certain that i'm safe to blither on about my favorite thing in the world (meaning myself).
the countdown is ON! i have less than 72 hours until i'm legal to drink in the U.S of A. ISN'T THAT EXCITING!?!?! i'll be able to drink in vegas in may! i'll be able to party in dallas in july! i'll move to alabama and be in love with emily forever!!!
this is my plan, folks... alabama, since i'm none too sure i can live without ms. reidenbach.
although, it might get odd when she's well... ANYWAYS. that's a story for another day in time and perhaps place.

schooooool is making me CRAZY. i want to cry i hate it so much. but i have to finish something before i can go to uni again to try it one more time. this time i'll be somewhere where i want to be. sooo many choices. sooo much to do, not enough money or time.
it's ridiculous how much it is to go to to school in the states. i just wanna gooooo. i don't want to see winter. i don't want to see snow, or experience minus forty billion (like it is currently).
two words:
FUCK. SNOW. period.

i just want to be back in the southern states, surrounded by booze and my loves.
and i'm going to marry a southern gentleman with that soothing southern drawl. and those manners!
ah... what ever shall a girl do?
i need someone to be my rhett and i'll be scarlett and we'll make sweet sweet country fried love.

gah.

i'm over this. i'll be back in a minute... school is requiring a focus of more than 10% of my brain at the moment... shit.

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dear sweet jesus i love that picture... oh wowzers. my eyes water. it's like the picture of beauty alllll wrapped up in a fake poster for a movie that's coming out in what feels like a bazillion years.

ugh sad fan girl. p4p ladies.

annnnywayyyyss since i only post pictures of gorgeous up here, i thought it was time for a little meeee time, since that is, of course, why we're all here.
then again, it's only me who reads this so i'm fairly certain that i'm safe to blither on about my favorite thing in the world (meaning myself).
the countdown is ON! i have less than 72 hours until i'm legal to drink in the U.S of A. ISN'T THAT EXCITING!?!?! i'll be able to drink in vegas in may! i'll be able to party in dallas in july! i'll move to alabama and be in love with emily forever!!!
this is my plan, folks... alabama, since i'm none too sure i can live without ms. reidenbach.
although, it might get odd when she's well... ANYWAYS. that's a story for another day in time and perhaps place.

schooooool is making me CRAZY. i want to cry i hate it so much. but i have to finish something before i can go to uni again to try it one more time. this time i'll be somewhere where i want to be. sooo many choices. sooo much to do, not enough money or time.
it's ridiculous how much it is to go to to school in the states. i just wanna gooooo. i don't want to see winter. i don't want to see snow, or experience minus forty billion (like it is currently).
two words:
FUCK. SNOW. period.

i just want to be back in the southern states, surrounded by booze and my loves.
and i'm going to marry a southern gentleman with that soothing southern drawl. and those manners!
ah... what ever shall a girl do?
i need someone to be my rhett and i'll be scarlett and we'll make sweet sweet country fried love.

gah.

i'm over this. i'll be back in a minute... school is requiring a focus of more than 10% of my brain at the moment... shit.