not having internet for a week is a BITCH. i have already gone through 175 pages of shit on my dashboard. Its cool though, I just feel super behind. I am in such a better mood when the internet is existant
1. Moving is a bitch. 2. I still need a damn haircut 3. I still need some money 4. I love my neices, but DAMN, I don’t want chillens. 5. oooh pancakes 6. I miss my room 7. yessssssssss Six Feet Under! 8. score! muddy buddies sandwich! (bread, nutella and chex sprinkled in between) 9. still need a haircut 10. FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU MARIO 11. The creators of Mario are assholes 12. fuckin mario grumblegrumblegrumble ratta ratta ratta ratta ratta 13. I wonder what Zach Galifianakis’ beard feels like on the face. 14. I wanna watch The Hangover now.
I was looking at some older, kinda full on pictures of myself and I got to thinking: I’m not all that bad. Some days I think, “mehhh I’m so fat, I don’t know why people are seen with me” etc, etc. And other days I’m like:”Dayum youse a cutie.” It makes me so sad to see people who are perfectly healthy and beautiful to say that they need to lose weight. It makes me feel that if they think they look so horrible, then wtf do they think about me?! I just wish there was a way to confirm my good thoughts; I wish I had some magical thing in my brain or in real life that would just tell me the truth.
I am Amy Elizabeth Ruemping, who hates her last name but gives all Amy’s a good name. An 18 year old who is so completely shy in real life and who loves her mother. A boss at Mario Galaxy and Crash Bandicoot. A secret snob who is protective of the things she loves. One who could listen to music for hours, so long as it all worked out right. A lover of snow, Autumn, and winter. A human; a beautiful, imperfect, laugh-loving human.