Saturday night.

The people outside my window are partying (well theyre drunkenly screaming and laughing loudly so I’m assuming what they’re doing they would count as “partying”)  and I’m trying to decide which Lego Architecture set to buy first.

FYI I am now accepting applications for a nice boy who would like to build a Lego model of Villa Savoye with me.

I bought a skateboard today. A penny board, its pink with purple wheels and will be arriving in two business days. 

You may be thinking, “Bri! Why would you do that? You’re going to fall on your ass all over the place!” Yeah thats true, I probably will, but this board will only be used for transportation purposes (to and from class) I will not be trying to do any fancy tricks. So like, it shouldn’t take me too long to learn just the basics right?

"But Bri!" you might be thinking "Wasn’t your skateboard taken away from you as a child because you fell down too many times?" Ah, yes it was…however I’d like to hope that twenty year old Bri has more balance than eight year old Bri. 

"BUT BRI!" What? "Don’t you live downtown on one of the busiest streets, aren’t you worried you’ll be hit by a car?" That is a risk I’m willing to take, also I’m a poor college student who has loans to pay off, hit me! I dare you! I could use the money…okay okay…that was a bit morbid, please don’t hit me cars. 

I love it when I stumble across a piece of “Desiderata” (this time in a book about anxiety lol) Shout out to Ms. Mahar and sophomore honors english!

I love it when I stumble across a piece of “Desiderata” (this time in a book about anxiety lol) Shout out to Ms. Mahar and sophomore honors english!

I am the girl that ‘got hot’ after highschool.

It’s not because I lost the weight or finally figured out that clothes were for more than covering my skin. It’s not because I realized I had breasts or because I grew into my face and grew out my hair. It’s not because I stopped trying to hide my height, and I definitely didn’t just randomly develop social skills.

The reason I ‘got hot’ after highschool is because there was no one telling me I wasn’t.

Molly Burton | On Highschool (via iamatinyowl)

Truth. Even if it was me telling myself.

(via emilyvgordon)

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I ran out of shampoo on Monday, and I’m one of those annoying people who uses that mushed banana organic shampoo from Lush. I haven’t bothered to go get any more, since my mother is visiting for the weekend starting tomorrow and we’re getting pedicures right down the street from the nearest Lush, so I figured I’d wait since I’m 1. lazy and 2. hate going to the same location twice in one week when I could get things done in one trip.

Anyway, I’ve been using my bubble bath as shampoo, its that Philosophy bubble bath and its cupcake flavored. It says on the bottle “shampoo, shower gel and bubble bath” so I was like why not? 

I never realized how much shampoo scent sticks with hair….basically I smell like a cupcake…a walking cupcake thats topped with too much buttercream frosting. Sprinkles, I smell like sprinkles….sigh. 

I was at dinner with Em earlier I should have made her smell me its ridiculous. 

Any of you boys like a lady who smells like sprinkles? 

ugh. 

I had a 35 second phone conversation today that made me all of a sudden completely understand Taylor Swift.