bonfires with friends, heart pounding and sweaty palms, being terrified but just going for it, leather jackets, combat boots, flannel shirts, holey jeans, cutting holes in old tees, tees w/bands or things you like, baseball caps + beanies, beat up converse, tank tops when it’s too cold out, weird outfits that end up looking great or terrible (but usually great), weeds (esp. the flowery ones), four leaf clovers, going apple picking, corn mazes + scarecrows, laughing at scary movies/haunted houses, goosebumps books, going all-out for halloween, stepping on crunchy leaves, the way everything looks when all the trees are different colors in fall, really intense/fast-paced relationships, abrupt endings, angry tears, not calling first, pride, songs that pump you up + make you think you can do anything, making everything a contest, skinned knees + bloody knuckles, raw emotion, really graphic/detailed tattoos, finger/foot tattoos, not giving a shit that everyone hates something if you like it, others’ dislike making you do it more, making a ton of plans but never following them + winging it, spontaneous road trips, long night drives, jumping in a lake in the middle of winter, walking on a frozen pond, short hair/pixie cuts or always keeping it back, borrowing chapstick (and always needing it), coffee w/lots of sugar half the time and black the other, only thinking in extremes, not thinking + just doing, always knocking shit over but managing to catch it/never breaking it, reading summaries of everything for class, journals half-finished, super chocolatey ice cream, not having a plan for life but taking a chance
passing notes in class, love letters, astronomy, sweaters, anything knitted, poor patching jobs, mismatched buttons, ironed button shirts w/the sleeves rolled perfectly, dozens of cross-outs in handwritten work, paper painted w/tea, typewriter font, forget-me-nots, rainy/gloomy days, dresses w/tights, twirling in dresses, wearing stuff with pockets just so you don’t have to carry a purse, sunhats, mary janes, knee socks, shorthand notes from writing so much, telling jokes with your friends that make no sense to others, tons of blankets, singing really loud when you think you’re alone, indie/piano music, metaphors, a bunch of small random tattoos, one or two really deep loves, either going everywhere alone or with two best friends, braids, purposely messy hair, light brown hair, hair dyed bright colors, biting/picking your nails when you’re nervous, hot tea, overthinking/worrying + regretting, ballet, either really graceful or really clumsy, tripping but acting like you didn’t, classic literature, diaries, mint chocolate chip ice cream, being born into affluent families
whispering and laughing with your friends, hair always looking perfect, black lace dresses, leather boots, studded clothes, thigh-highs, wearing heels even when it’s impractical but refusing to complain, wearing stuff without pockets + then keeping stuff in your bra/boots, organized desks w/nothing out of place, cursive handwriting, ivy, pine trees, black/white roses, white candles, upside-down crosses, one whole day spent in bed + overworking the next, locking yourself away for long periods, the calm as snow falls, falling asleep not touching but waking up wrapped around each other, vultures, angry songs, either no tattoos or a lot (of words/sayings), rolling your eyes but secretly identifying with things, being the dumper, short relationships, breaking up w/someone because you’re scared when it gets serious, black hair, blonde hair that’s almost white, purple/black lipstick, black coffee, always poised/collected on the outside, breaking down for .2 seconds in front of someone and berating yourself for it, acting like an asshole because you’re insecure/uncomfortable, feeling terrible for betraying someone years after + going to them in the middle of the night to apologize, edgar allan poe stories, russian poetry, everything typed, italian ice/gelato, working your way to the top no matter what it takes
laughing so hard you can’t breathe and your sides ache, daisies + wishy flowers, sunflower seeds, watermelon, sundresses, polka dots, bright colors, jean jackets/shorts, rompers, patterned tights, snapbacks, taking the fall for someone, underdogs, smiling when you want to cry, not complaining because someone else is having a worse day, breezy spring days, hot summer beach trips, seed-spitting contests, guilt over something that’s not your fault, hugging stuffed animals/pillows, canaries, always humming + dancing around, upbeat pop/cute acoustic, one or two really meaningful tattoos/matching tattoos with someone, trying to walk barefoot outside but regretting it (then walking carefully on your toes), messy + super curly hair, golden blonde hair, freckles, dimples, a small gap in your teeth, fruity flavored lipgloss/light pink lipstick, cold drinks, being the first to text, grouptexts, twister, reading to little kids, shel silverstein, making scrapbooks/photo albums, vanilla ice cream w/rainbow sprinkles + whipped cream, sherbet ice cream, settling for the middle if being the best means cheating
Day 65/365: March 6th 2017 | Free Pancakes + Clinical Psych Midterm
Woke up at 8 in the frigging morning to get free pancakes in CCIS with Kristin. I was so insecure about my skin today so I piled on so much cream foundation… but because the weather was so cold and dry, my makeup ended up looking so fucking cakey and gross. Ugh. The person from ISSS who was serving the pancakes gave me THREE PANCAKES (!!!!) instead of just two like they do to everyone else because they thought that they’d given me a “fat pancake” lmao when in reality it was just two pancakes that were stuck together!!!!! Anyway, the pancakes were super yummy. I was at CCIS L-2 with Kristin studying for clinical psych from 9:30am to 3pm. It was SO cold there jshfsakjdgh like… as if we didn’t suffer enough from revising all that material, the temperature of the floor had to be negative 200 degrees too -_-” ;; Anyway, the clinical psych midterm went decently, I think. Hopefully I did ok!!!!
After school, I went home, ate food, helped Ryan scan his transcripts + passport, went to the library and worked on my lifespan nutrition assignment on the 5th floor of Rutherford (outside of the library). It was SO cold there as well. Most of today was spent being cold. Ugh. It’s literally March and it’s going to be (feel like) -30 later this week……. wtf?!?!?!?!? Winter, you have overstayed your welcome. D:<
Nursey has an identical twin, who is just as chill as him (if not more).
Nursey never mentions his twin to anyone, so when his brother comes for a surprise visit no one knows it isn’t Derek. Which means, stupid pranks all over the college, and one of them ALWAYS finds Dex (they have a schedule), and they just walk past him saying “Chill” repeatedly.
Bonus: Dex finds out when he sees them together, and works out Nursey’s twin always wears baseball hats, while Nursey wears beanies. So anytime he sees “Baseball hat Nursey” he flirts like mad, but when he sees “Beanie Nursey” (Derek), he practically ignores him, or at least says very little, just to confuse the brothers.
it’s never a bad time
to bring back the fem au so who wants to talk about it w me!!!!!
nursey wears a
lot of cute floral cloth headbands
she has one of
those baby pink 1-800-hotline bling hats and dex makes fun of her for it but
lowkey thinks it’s cute
dex wears a lot
of baseball caps and beanies bc she just doesn’t wanna deal with her hair
she has like 15
various samwell & smh baseball caps. she wears them backwards when it’s
cloudy/when she’s working on the oven or fixing random shit that the girls
broke around the haus
pls just think
about dex w her hair down in a backwards cap and a big tshirt and jean shorts
im in love w her and so is nursey
she also wears
french braids a lot
bitty and dex
are the haus handymen. you’d think the others wouldn’t be as useless but they
just. are. shitty rans and holster are the ones who break everything and jack
just ignores it as long as it isn’t dangerous.
having to buy new hinges for the doors. she’s replaced the screen on the
backdoor seven times so far. bitty fixes the washing machine and clears out the
shower drain bc no, holster, there’s not supposed to be 2 inches of water in
the bottom of the shower
there was a
lightbulb in the upstairs hallway that’s been out for three years because no
one ever changed it and then they all forgot it ever used to light up and just
assumed it was broken
bitty puts a
new light bulb in like the first week she lives in the haus and the girls are
like whoa holy shit who fixed the light and bitty says i just???? put in a new
holster have a powerpoint about sex ed that they show all the new frogs bc sex
ed in schools is bs and girls aren’t really exposed to sex/porn the way boys
are and they want all the kiddies to be safe in college. there are like 3
slides about vibrators and another 3 about orgasms
bright red when they showed it to her but she def took mental notes bc they
sure as hell didn’t teach her any of it in georgia
trying to convince them all to get goldfish. she promises she’ll be the one to
feed them and that they can name one after jack’s ass and name the other one
after lardo but the leading argument against it is that it’s too dangerous for
the fish. someone will knock the tank over or spill beer into the water or try
to feed the fish pie when they’re hammered.
all the words to every lana del rey song
jam sessions to
old taylor swift avril lavigne and jonas brothers albums
nursey buys a
ton of scented candles for the haus so the haus always smells like a weird but
not completely terrible mix of weed, and candles
shitty uses the
candles to light joints
they have one
of those whiteboards that say it has been __ days since our last nonsense. it’s
never said any number besides zero.
Jimin waved bye to Taehyung, who was already halfway out the door. Suga stayed three steps ahead of Jimin as they went to the back. There, two tattoo artists were setting up their stations for the day. They walked over to the one on the left who was sporting pink hair, both arms covered with ink. “Namjoon.” Suga greeted. “This is Jimin, he’s going to be helping out today.” Namjoon gave him Jimin a cheesy smile, dimples and all. “Nice to meet you kid. We’ll try not to break you.” “Speak for yourself.” Suga smirked. “It’s nice to meet you.” Jimin bowed. “I saw your portfolio the other day. It’s Daebak!” Namjoon nodded his head in acknowledgement and turned back to his station. Jimin and Suga crossed the space to greet another guy who was dressed in a baseball jacket and beanie. “Hoseok, Jimin. Jimin, Hoseok.” Suga sipped his coffee. Hoseok turned around dramatically, lowering his voice a few notches. “I am your hope. J-hope.” Jimin shook the hand Hoseok stuck out but was quickly pulled into a hug. “Oh my god, It’s so good to have a new face around. You’re so cute too. Isn’t he cute Suga hyung?”