This retainer makes me want to rip my teeth out. The sad excuse for a DOC thesis I just wrote makes me want to give up on school. My smudged nail polish makes me want to blow my next paycheck on an all-over spa treatment. The mess in my common room makes me want to throw everything over the balcony. My beach towel that actually fell over the balcony constantly reminds me of how I’m paler than ever, which makes makes me wanna hit up the beach so I can attempt to tan and forget about how agitated I am by everything right now.

I still can’t get over how awesome my roomies are. Who would have thought that we’d get along so well in the tiny concrete cave that we call home…

Almonds, Bawls, Juicy Juice juice boxes, pearlized nail polish, Naked Juice in Green machine, Flonase, lemonade, Queen Helene’s Mint Julep Masque, my pillow pet Dixon the Cow, the “hit list,” RIMAC’s Butt Blaster machine, phone alarms, fresh Post-It’s, mouthwash, Goody’s runs, blanket caves, showing my supervisor who the baddest bookstore bitch is, TA study sessions, extra credit assignments, being able to see the floor of my room, bobby pins, power naps, afternoon phone calls with the parentals. PL0X.

Ello, Daniella! Shout out to you, love! I’m not sure who reads this shit show of a life I narrate but it’s nice to know someone does. It’s even cooler when people notice that I haven’t been updating this. Keep T-Dawg in check for me, he can get into messes too. BTW, I love how you look racially ambiguous. This artist came by my campus and I thought his project was pretty cool. Are you hapa too…?

Ello, Phuc! I’m not sure if you read my blog anymore but I find it cool how we’ve been talking lately! You’re still interesting. It’s not THAT big of a deal that you mentioned me in your recent post but I actually “AWWW!-ed” outloud because I expected something totally different. I guess you can say I was pleasantly surprised. Please don’t rape my wallet at Paul’s…

Nicki Minaj is going to have pretty interesting wrinkles. I think this because people get more visible wrinkles in areas that are put under more stress and Nicki makes so many different faces. Everyone gets wrinkles but since she doesn’t seem to do any particular face too often, she might just end up with evenly distributed and equally deep wrinkles all over her face rather than just a few deeper ones. I hope Drake/Pauly D stays true to her, even when this becomes the reality they have to wake up to every morning.

I sent the letter and got it over with. The relief I felt when I dropped it into the mailbox was JKLFDJRSLKFJQEWOFLOIR! I don’t know why I spend so many of my words on you though, especially since it doesn’t have any of the effects I hope for. I might be giving you too much undeserved credit. I don’t know…What I do know is that I miss you, ever so much. Sometimes I wish we never happened. We weren’t supposed to happen but we did and now…

I’m still confident in getting a tattoo. I still, however, feel like I need to get a very thorough consultation before I invest in the artist inking me. Black, white, or UV ink? Should I reconsider the sizing? Do I really want text on it? What font should I use? Where should I position it? I have two combinations in mind: Black/3”X3”/Text/Narrow, Block and UV/3.5”x3.5”/Text/Narrow, Block. No matter the logistics of the tattoo though, it won’t be anywhere that I can’t hide it. I don’t think this is body art I want to display. Plus, mommy and daddy would never approve…

T-minus four and a half hours until I have to wake up and lug myself to class. Good night, Tumblr baby.