A Day In The Life

So I’ve been home for 3ish weeks or so since school ended and I have filled out countless applications for a summer job AND NONE OF THEM ARE FUCKING HIRING ME. Am I that intimidating? Am I that overqualified? HIRE ME DAMN IT! I need money so I can go back to college and give them my first and second children to pay off tuition! I know you’re hiring because I went through the job website and it clearly states that you need someone for the POSITION THAT I HAVE APPLIED FOR. I AM PATIENTLY WAITING YOUR CALL TO ACCEPT ME AS A EMPLOYEE. You need a worker, I need money. You don’t want a temporary worker? Well I’ll work for you for 3 months while you try to find another person who can be full time that Isn’t doing something with their lives while I have to leave to go back to school again to make something of my life. 

Life isn’t fair, I’m aware of this. But god damn, if you need a worker, and I’m qualified. HIRE ME.  

I’m re-watching the Billboard Music Awards and damn. Chris Brown can sing his fucking song without a mic or moving his lips to the words he’s supposed to sing in his song? Talent. Also, those fricken’ ninja moves he was doing. He’s pretty much a badass. 

Seriously, there were how many other artists in that room and you had to choose Chris Brown to perform. Please.  

tyleroakley:

This happened one year ago. Time flies.

Tyler, every time I watch this I love you even more! 

(via niallispretty)

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(via niallhoranhasthat1thing)

… there’s just something about this photo that I love. 

You ever just feel like no matter what you do, the world and everyone in it is against you? 





I do.  

Alright summer, it’s been fun but 6 days into it and I’m done. Take me back to school, I don’t want to be at home anymore. 

So I come back to my dorm room all like, okay I need to get shit, go to the bathroom, and then leave again. So I walk up to my room, and the door is propped open and unlocked. My roomie is nowhere in sight. She does this all the time and it pisses me off. Like what if someone were to just nonchalantly come into our room and take something? Yes this is a good school but temptation is temptation, shit happens. So I walk into the room, CLOSE THE FUCKING DOOR, take off my coat, hang up my keys, put my phone on my desk, put my book bag on the floor next to my desk and chair, take off my shoes, and put on slippers. I then proceed to go to the bathroom in which I PASS MY FUCKING ROOMIE AND I’M PRETTY SURE SHE SAW ME OR KNEW IT WAS ME. So I go to the bathroom, wash my hands, and come back to the room. IT IS FUCKING LOCKED. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. DID YOU NOT THINK I WAS IN THE ROOM? What was the giveaway that I wasn’t there anymore? My phone? Keys? Shoes? Book bag? Coat? THE FACT THAT I PASSED YOU? ALL THESE THINGS THAT WEREN’T THERE A FEW MINUTES AGO WHEN YOU CARELESSLY PROPPED THE DOOR OPEN AND LEFT THE ROOM? Seriously though oh my gosh. You ARE GOING TO BE IN THE FUCKING ARMY. YOU NEED TO BE ABLE TO NOTICE DETAIL, AND ALL THE THINGS THAT I MENTIONED BEFORE ADD UP TO BE SOME PRETTY BIG FUCKING DETAILS. I’m done. I’m over it. Only 9 more days guys, then I’m out FOREVER. It can’t come soon enough, and in some cases too fast. The too fast meaning I HAVE SO MUCH HOMEWORK STILL TO DO. Wish me luck, with everything. 

Tumblr is a trap. You’ll never get out. There are more important things to do. Homework. Go do your homework! 


^ Where was this warning sign when I made an account. I would have really appreciated that about now alright?