Davis or Berkeley?? Deciding which college I should go to now is not only seven times more difficult than the application process, it is literally (figuratively) tearing me apart… Good gravy… My parents think I would be happier at Davis, and you know what, they’re right. I know that! Davis is relaxed and artsy and more fun-loving than Berkeley, which, while exciting, is much...
I am so conflicted….
I am excited for summer because
— Camping with friends — Backpacking with friends — Lengthy roadtrip with friends — no more gawshdang homework for a while — no more gawshdang HIGHSCHOOL — My current exercising will finally have paid off — Summer clothes shopping — LOTS of bike rides/hikes — IT WILL BE WARM AT LAST — Late night bike rides and jam sessions wida...
Everything you can imagine is real– Pablo Picasso
Everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact. Everything we see is a...– Marcus Aurelias
stay-hungrystay-foolish: penversussword: i’m the loser that still misses hairspray like its my 2-year training puppy that I had to give to a blind man. Happens to everyone. I was depressed after Scarlet Pimpernel. For like a month. At least you still have a few more shows, Caitlyn…. *SIGHHHHHH*
skinandbones-deactivated2012100 asked: dear veronica, i realize that we don't know eachother very well but i just wanted to say that i enjoy your blog and your humor quite a bit. i really love your artwork too! anyway, you're a very cool cat and i hope you don't think this is weird. have the best day ever. -creepin' carissa
agniology: kristenwig: you know you can take photos without instagram right
aradiah: look at these potatoes even though they have different skin colours they are still friends we should all act more like potatoes
Of course not, I’d have memory of the progression of time, and my sitting on tumblr & photoshop for the last three hours, and it would make logical sense that eventually 2am would come and go. In actuality, I have no memory of this. I was on tumblr at 11, I changed my theme, It was suddenly 2am.
I feel good about my decision to rename my blog “…” because I use elipses an awful, awful lot. If there’s anything about my style of writing/texting that people pick up on, it seems to be that…. er… But more importantly, the awkward, silent pause that is the ellipses, in essence, is me.
When did it become 2am….. ….. I have no memory of this happening…