"Ever heard of Melanesia?"
I met a boy in Hawaii. He invited me island hopping ending in Fiji. If I am lull for more than 3 days then I am dead.
I was wearing a necklace I made that probably set me back 10 bucks in crafting supplies. A women at the airport offered to buy it off of me(literally) for $100. I said, “no, I can’t sell you this crap.” She gave me $200 and a Charleston Chew. I feel weird now.
Fuck it. I’m going to Hawaii.
Over 2 years later and I still get invited to Hooter’s employee parties. Nothing like chicken wings, True Blood, and catching up with old friends.
You don’t know what love is until a baby sneezes on your elbow.
“Hey aren’t you that girl that didn’t talk to anyone in AP Bio? You really didn’t give a shit, huh.” Upon running into people from high school.
Within the next year...
I need to find someone who can do hair so we can form a sick hair and makeup team. (Because every hair person I’ve ever worked with acts like they have a stick up their ass)
Best half hour of my life! Color run was such a blast, signed up to do it again tomorrow. Now I got to get this corn starch off, get pancakes, and head to red bull hq.
Boston Color Run in the morning. MX in the afternoon. Should probably sleep… But i’ll most likely continue to eat Taco Bell and browse Pinterest.
I blend in.
I know every word to every song. Thank you Heather Walter and paper thin walls.
Lyds: “Remember that time you started a fight with a group of ugly white trash bitches at a Miranda Lambert concert?” You mean five minutes ago? yeah.