World's best Nana no more.

Apparently you're not supposed to give kids chocolate right before bed?
Is it wrong of me to think it's kind of funny as she bounces off the wall?
Opps.
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1 to go.

Another quarter down, another collection of final projects.
Amazingly, my stress level wasn't nearly as bad as previous ones even with designing an entire portfolio.
Wish me luck on finding an internship asap so I can graduate on time.

Next stop: NOLA.
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The little things.

Yup.
I'm 28 years old and I got myself a Shrek watch from Mcdonalds and put it on the second I got it, just like all the other kids.
Don't be jealous. I'm sure you can still get one, too.
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The scene of the crime.

I fell.
Like really face planted, wasn't sure if anything was broken, couldn't move and in immense pain for a good 5 minutes.
I don't know if yall are aware of my irrational fear of falling but this kind of was the epitome example of why.
I know its a metaphor but I'm not quite sure for what yet.
Falling in love? Falling Apart? Skipping Steps?
You be the judge.
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Tweet off.

I'm thinking about joining the world of Twitter. Why? Because I have a lot of random thoughts that are just too ridiculous not to remember. They happen too often to put on facebook (don't want to turn into THAT girl) but too insignificant to make a blog post about. And sometimes a lot too personal for it not to be anonymous.

This is probably where the voice of reason should tell me to keep it to myself or invest in a smaller journal.
Thoughts?
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Why must every gay bar smell the same?

No offense.
Just sayin.
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Blue Valentine

In my experience, the prettier a girl is the more nuts she is.

Which makes you insane.

I really really want to see this, now even more.

That line makes the movie for me.

Who has a party on a Monday night?!

Guess I won't be getting much sleep tonight (or any night this summer really). Curse you douchebag hipsters and your rooftop parties.
Brooklyn, that is your only downfall.
(But I will say, at least in this neighborhood, the music is in english and no one is screaming like banshees.)
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