That’s awesome. Now don’t go off and watch/ read the news because everyone else influencial that you cared about died recently.
Yesterday I went to #WolfStock. Basically UNR tried to recreate Wood Stock and failed.
1. They didn’t allow food and drinks into an all day event. Shame on them.
2. No cameras allowed. That’s bullshit.
3. The security guards really should have kicked out the drunk crowd surfing girls who kept kicking people in the head.
4. We are college students. Please use the security guards only for the above reason and stop wasting your time trying to bust kids for weed and alcohol. It’s not worth it.
5. Make the event cheaper to the general public. 30 dollars? Really?
6. I only enjoyed Rebelution, and that being said, they made up for me not liking Murs very much.
7. Besides that, the event was great. I really enjoyed myself and I will definately go next year.
Two guys asked me on a date in the past hour. Two! While I was at work no less. I know you must be thinking, oh that’s great Savannah, and good for you. But no. No no. I hate being asked on dates. I can’t stand it. I don’t know why you people think that’s so strange. It was so terribly awkward. The first guy I did not want to go on a date with. I ended up turning him down but only after an epic battle between the two of us with him looking for a compromise and me looking for a way out. The second guy just straight up asked me if I would come with him to get ice cream after our next marketing class. I broke down and said yes. To be completely honest, I don’t want to go. Bah humbug. In conclusion, dates are scary.
Bought my first video game the other night, and now I want ALL the video games.
Video games I needs to play/ want to own.
Red Dead Redemption
Batman: Arkham Asylum
Fallout 3
Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim
The Giant N we made at work for earth day.
I bought that bitch an apple. Bitches love apples.
A guy I work with complimented me on my lips today. He thanked me for wearing rouge lipstick and said that not enough people partake in wearing red lipstick. Afterwords I took it off. :/ I don’t want my lips to make your day unless I’m kissing you.
![Oh! By the way, this is my cheery roommate Samantha. She is one of the four of us at 841. I love her laugh, she is a wonderful conversationalist, and she’s wonderful about staying on top of things and getting things done. [Watson wanted me to tell him about my roommates. Does this count? :)]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3cuiknhTQ1qeiceko1_400.jpg)
Oh! By the way, this is my cheery roommate Samantha. She is one of the four of us at 841. I love her laugh, she is a wonderful conversationalist, and she’s wonderful about staying on top of things and getting things done. [Watson wanted me to tell him about my roommates. Does this count? :)]
This morning I dropped a bolt in my coffee but needed the caffine so bad I kept drinking. Does this mean I need more sleep? Or that I should be more picky about the things I put in my body?
That’s right. I got a tattoo. ME. I DID IT. I’m going to be totally honest. It hurt like hell. I promise you that child birth is probably a hell of a lot easier. It took an hour and a half, and I wanted to give up the whole time. I got though it with constant encouragement a lot of hand holding. It may have been a big mistake and I admit that, but I’m happy that I’m able to make these kind of mistakes. Some advice? Never get a tattoo on bone. Don’t do it. I don’t care how much you want it there, don’t put yourself through that. OH, and don’t tell ANYONE.
My cat Kai… or Watson? I’m really unsure. I just call him Hunny Bear.
Mallow, Kristina’s new puppy.
The blog name is changing because, well, the way I feel is changing. Don’t get me wrong. I think this is a great college, and a bomb campus. I love the girls I live with and I’m wonderfully settled at my new house. I’m just not sure that’s where I want to be right now. I want to travel and see new places. Meet new people. Maybe go to one of the BILLION countries I have yet to visit.
Also, it would be nice to have a good relationship with someone NOT in the military. Seriously, the military is so good at fucking shit up for me. I appologize for my military hate. I’m sure it’s good for some things blah blah blah.
