gah! im sitting at work and am of course browsing for awesome things to wear and i came to think about that girl on ebay who re-did threadless tees. she made them girlier with ruffles and lace and whatnots. do any of you remeber her the name of her account/shop on ebay?

thank you so much for the care package :)

the goodies look yummy (i'm almost done with the twix) and the notes were sweet... awww :)

it was right on time for my birthday, super yay!

thanks, momma!

p.s. i'm going to wear the bracelet all day long

thank you so much for



the gorgeous necklace




the beautiful card




and for the best year of my life










os altid, for evigt, 9 måneder og en 31 timers dag

i have to write a 5-page essay. it's due tomorrow and i haven't really finished it. oops. i need to update here once an hour, not that you guys care, but more for my own good. by tracking my process, i will see how little i actually do in an hour. maybe that'll inspire me to actually do stuff instead of procrastinating.

status: just typed in notes, made a plan for how my essay is gonna look

please say no

i missed a quiz
ta giving me a check minus on my journals 'cause she miscounted "you only handed in 18 entries..." "no, please count again, dumme kælling!!"
it was horribly cold
my nose kept running
the gravy in the dining hall was runny
misunderstandings
extra credit essays
horrible line in the dining hall (taco night sucks)
not hot enough water in the shower
finals coming up
i'm running out of fun sized twix

hov, boobie... jeg skal vise dig noget når jeg vågner, husk mig på det

why do noses get runny and feet smelly?

my boyfriend thinks it's amazing that i can look great when i'm just wearing pj-bottoms and a tee. now, that's true love.

i can't make dirty blogs, even though it's the weekend, so i'm being random instead.

... so, boobie, there was no reason to be :(

du er min fer altid

(secretely hoping my boyfriend reads this blog)

k-fed's cd
a pair of overalls

... seriously :P

gah, i hate writing papers. i've come to the point in my freak out that i can't do anything but stare at the crap i've written

the person i usually whine to is asleep, so i'll whine to you instead :(