“Let’s all reblog photos and not post anything but photos because that’s what all blogging is about!!!”
Hell no it’s not. Goodluck with that logic on a real blogging site. Does anybody post anything worth spending my time on here for? Not really. Sure, they’re cool photos. But I’d really like to see a photo that YOU’VE taken. So be brave. Post your own stuff on here. Not some other person’s work. See these? These things that I’m typing? Yeah. These are mine. My words. My sentences. Sure, I post pictures. But god. At least I try to give credit when there’s some credit to be given. Man up. Be brave. I’m out of here.
For being such a “great” person. For telling the “truth” and being “nice”.
If you can lie, I can too, Sugar.
I hate it when you tell one of your friends something that bugs you, and then they go and do it. It’s nice to know they have your back, no?
The realization just hit me that it’s officially time to start singing Christmas music and start planning it out. (: This should be a good year.
So yesterday was pretty eventful. Went to Tuscaloosa for the big Auburn/Alabama game. I didn’t really give a crap, so just to piss off Bama fans, I decided to keep them informed on how they were doing. They lost, by the way. By ONE point. Pissed them off so much. One of the things that was keeping me entertained so much was that I actually had a phone in my possesion, and I could text my lovely boyfriend. He kept me from attacking that annoying Bama fan. My friend Jessica got to come with us, so that helped. Otherwise I would have just been sitting there, doing nothing, wishing that I was somewhere else. But it actually wasn’t that bad. If I had stayed home, then I would have just been on Tumblr, facebook, and Stumbleupon all day, so that really isn’t the outcome of which I wanted. But I don’t really have that much to complain about. I try not to complain to much. The only thing I could have done without was the walking. Oh god, the walking. We walked forever. OH! And I got on TV, but I didn’t really care that much, because you couldn’t pick me out even if you wanted too. It sort of rained, but we were nice and warm inside, so it wasn’t that big a deal. But I still would have rather had a warm day inside, downstairs, with my boyfriend. But it’s whatever.
Anyways. This honestly has no real point behind it. And my spell checker is not working, so if I have a typo, I’m sorry.
I just saw what is possibly the MEANEST way to be teased in bed. Ever. I swear, if that happens to me, I don’t know what I would do. Freak out, most likely.
This was random. This was pointless. I’m just trying to pass time until I get to feast on Thanksgiving food.
Kermit wanted to say “HEY!”
He looks happy, doesn’t he?