Bring down the block

I'm a big Mexican fail.

I've started praying a lot for some weird reason. I feel like God gives a shit about me.

Pathetic, ungrateful weed that I am.

It's probably not healthy when you start having dreams about shoes right?

Must be the cheese.

And I keep listening to Kid Cudi before I sleep :/

Whatever. I just want boots and platform heels.

College is going a hell of a lot better than expected though I am expecting to get kicked in the ass by my classes. I've skipped political science twice this week and I only show up to history class when I have a quiz.

I'm supposed to be studying right now actually.

Fuck that.

I'm going to collage this weekend if it kills me.

I should probably mention my weekend.

Saturday night I will spend 5 hours at a house of someone who hates me and my family where I will not eat anything or dance at all.

Instead of the football game.

Followed by a 7AM wakeup call to get dressed as best as possible for Eid-Al-Fitr prayer at mosque followed by lunch with Sidra's family.

And then...

I have to go back to TCU to "study"

Which means I'm getting dressed and going with Lark to the GSA dinner in Dallas and then S4.

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I'm kind of getting sick of computers. I may go back to my journal. We'll see.

I want a faux-fur vest...The blue Gucci 09 F/W collection one specifically tbh...