mr. owl / Comments

sjdbgsuodbh ohmygod i love you so much ok.

Thanks for turning your entry in.

Adrienneee. D:
While I was toying around with the layout on our story for some reason it changed who it says wrote the chapters you wrote to me and I can't change it back. D:
FIX ITTTT.

Currently undecided. I majored in Psychology at my other school and got honors, but just because I'm good at it doesn't make it any more appealing to me haha.
I might go for pre med or just finish my last 5 years of psych and just go with that forever. I know I'm definitely minoring in French though.

QURL I LOBSTER YOU.
♥

haha yeah, I'm already trying to find ways around the system to somehow let me have my cat with me. I think it's gonna be a no go though haha.

I did the whole 'I'm gonna just wait and see what I want to do. Eventually it'll come to me' thing, and it never came after 2 years. And i don't want to be 40 and in classes with 18 year old idiots, so I'm just gonna settle on something and just go for it. I'm usually pretty easy going so even if it's not my [i]dream job[/i] i'll probably be alright with it. Unless I can somehow find a way to incorporate my love for tattoos and music into a career even though I have no skill in art OR singing/playing instruments.

Growing up is ass.

Nope it's in Pittsburgh. My friend and her fiancee live super close to campus so I could always visit them, and one of my other not so close but I still talk to him sometimes friends is going to school like [i]in[/i] the shitstorm part of Pittsburgh where you cant find parking and you want to kill yourself when you miss your turn, which always happens, so I could always make him take a bus and meet me at the cheesecake factory to listen to me bitch about how much I hate everything.

Its not that far away from home, but still. Even being like 3 minutes away from my mom for too long kills me - so it's gonna be a problem. But I cant stay here forever, and my sister's super successful being a doctor so I'm about to just do the same haha

Well I've already been home for 2 years, and at first I thought it was great and that it would kill me to leave my friends. But now I dont feel like what I've been doing is what's right for me. I need to fly the nest for a bit, go to school for something real, and then come back.

I'm still willing to slap the shit out of my roommates if they're a bunch of bitches though.

you're welcome :D and you deserve it hehe

Yeah haha. I figured it's time for me to finally grow up and get out on my own, kinda. Plus I'm sick of sitting around at home while all my other friends have their own lives already planned out for them and shit while I'm just like uh.... I'm bored.

Well dorm mates, but they're still probably going to be a problem haha. I have a serious issue with hating 90% of the people I meet.

Nope, not like I would care anyway if it did. Purple hair would be a dream come true, but my mom's totally not into it and she would murder me - especially because I have roommates in 2 months and if I still had pastel hair she would probably not let me go haha.

She's cool about normal hair colors though. But for now basically all I can get away with is different colored nails.

lol well of course they would have to take breaks for showers, which they could I guess take together so it might not be much of a break, and to eat and such. Plus eventually he'd have to go to the studio or to help mix the cd - so the term MONTHS basically means 20 days out of the thirty haha.

I have no idea why I put purple food coloring in there. It just happened one day and I never dumped it out, and then it was the only thing I could find to use against the imaginary bad guy

Well, you're very welcome:D its a really great story :) and I know how you feel, hehe.

lol I never got that far with everything. I would instinctively change around some of the h's and slap a few apostrophe's before some words or whatever but more often than not I would catch myself using american accents when Oli would talk... or even worse, Pittsburgh slang.
I don't know what the hell they call pop over there. Soda? Fizzy drink? I don't even care haha.

Damn school's out early for you. All the college kids are out here but my old highschool doesn't graduate until June 10th I think.

You should send that fucker a bill. Please add on some tax, like 3,000%, for mental health depletion or some shit.

And I'm gonna try to write tonight... right after the hockey game ends.
I fucking hate the british accents though, but it's second nature at this point. Goddammit.

Oh my god your prom sounds awful. Why would he even mention that someone else is hot when you're around? Not that you're dating or anything, so I guess he [i]can[/i] look at other girls but if he's just gonna act like that then what was the point of him blowing up your phone every 6 seconds?

Sometimes I amaze myself with the fact that I'm not a lesbian. Men are so stupid sometimes I can't even deal with it.

And I WILL be writing soon. I've tried to lean away from the bmth shit because then what would have been the point of deleting my old profile? But that's where I'm comfortable so I might just do like a tom one shot or something to at least see if I still have my old groove.
Either way, this weekend I have absolutely nothing to do so I'm going to all but throw myself down the stairs to motivate myself (...throwing myself seems a little counterproductive now that I think about it)

It so hard. Like when I was ChelsieSmile everything was so easy because I already had my little community and I could always count on people to give support or feedback about certain things. And now I talk to nobody aside from you, plus barely anybody is even writing anymore, [b]and[/b] now I'm leaning more towards hockey (with an occasional Oliver or a7x member) thrown in possibly in the future, so it's hard to get any sort of lead on how I want a possible story to go.

Though I DO have someone picked out and have the unofficial story already up and ready to be created.

Ugh. I need the god of inspiration to slap me in the face sometime this week - hopefully within the hour.

Prom always sucks. One of my best friend's is in highschool and she convinced her boyfriend to go and she was all excited about getting her hair done and putting on a dress blah blah blah. I told her that she would hate it, but she should go anyway just so she would have that memory, and as SOON as she walked into the house she ripped her dress off and said she was never going to another prom again, and she still bitches about her feet hurting from the heels.

But was it that awful? Who's the dude?

Literally you haven't missed anything new at all. Boys suck, I have layouts ready for stories that I haven't even started yet because I totally like... forgot how to write, and pennsylvania weather is ruining my life.

But what's up with [b]you[/b] bro?
Is school over yet? Does work still suck? Have the boys from across the classroom gotten any closer?

I updated.
ugh you may love me down now.
But yeah go read asifjhaspjh lobster youuuu!!11!1 <3