Cranberry Juice.

Do you ever have a weekend that just goes so well you want every single one to be like that? Well, this one was one of those. It went slow and I could appreciate everything that happened. I wish all weekends were like that. But alas they are not. And this post is coming up short because yet again, my mind is an empty abyss.

Vanilla Milk

There is really no point to this post. My mind is literally a blank space. I mean cupcakes are passing through my mind, only because it's on an item of clothing, and might I add i LOVE cupcake drawings. I don't know what it is about 'em but they just tickle my fancy. But I don't know why people get cupcake tattoos, I mean, if I were a baker, then I could understand. Or perhaps an heiress to a cupcake fortune then yes, by all means, but other than those 2 exceptions, I'm not sure the meaning behind cupcake tattoos, although they do look quite tasty.

Another pointless post about tattoos. They're becoming a big part of my life. I enjoy it.

Beefy Crunch Burrito.

So I have to comment on Indiana's weather. It was pretty exquisite for being February! But alas, it will not last and will be back to miserably cold sooner than we all want. On a side note I have gotten a lot assignments done this past 2 days which makes me feel pretty splendiferous, however I really have not had a whole lot of things to turn in which in turn kind of makes me feel lazy. Wow. That the tables sure did turn quite quickly. But anywho! I am feeling good and so is the rest of Indiana because of this freaking weather. Fin.

Frozen TV Dinner

Clothing is a conundrum. The vast amount of choices and styles to pick. It presents itself with a problem for myself. Everyday when I go to my closet I feel a slight wave of anxiety run over me. The big question? "What to wear today?" You think it would be as simple as pulling maybe just a simple vneck and throw on a scarf maybe but no. My clothing choice has to accommodate to my feelings that day and it can't just automatically look good, I have to try on about 4 different tops to see which one I'm feeling best in. And then the concern of "Did I already wear that this week?" If so, then I just can't wear it again even if it's the only thing I want to wear.

I consider myself a pretty simple girl so why can't my clothes just fall in place? I guess I like to present myself in the best (and cutest) way possible. The troubles of being a girl.

Macaroni & Cheese

My brain is fried. I am being stretched quite thin about writing journals and blogs. I am currently also taking a creative writing class which requires us to journal five days a week. Plus the OVERWHELMING two journals a week in this class. Now, I know I'm probably just being complainy but it is definitely hard to think of a lot of different things to write about. That is why I will probably, no, definitely recycle topics. It never was discussed so I'm going to assume it's allowed. Good day!

Cherry Jello

Staying in and hanging out is probably something I could do for the rest of my life. I usually have no urge to go out and about but occasionally I do and I'm not miserable when I do but if I had to choose, I'd probably like to stay in and just "chill." But it really all depends on the activity of the hanging out, like if I'm at home home and just my family is there? I want to get out. However, if I'm with friends then staying in, sitting around and talking makes me very very, and extra very for emphasis, content. Guess I'm just a hermity kind of girl

Velvet Cake & Cream Cheese Icing.

Isn't funny how just a few moments with someone can somehow make you smile non stop? I find it very funny and a pretty awesome feeling. I think every single person should be able to be influenced by another person's presence, in a good way. And isn't it funny that the saying, "expect the unexpected" is a very true one? I find it quite delightful when someone takes me by surprise by their presence and personality and how it collides with mine. But also isn't it strange how your personality changes with those of others? Or maybe that is just my personality. I feel like a personality chameleon. For example, if I am maybe intimidated or flustered by another person I try to mimic some of their tiny traits. Interesting how personalities work with one another.