I put some white nail polish on part of my French manicure so that incase it got messed up while I moved I'd be able to fix it. But the white nail polish took off a little part of my white tip anyways so now it'd all bumpy and awkward looking. Which just goes to show that by trying to beautify myself, I make it worse. Alright, you can't see it in the picture but you can in real life. So I most just posted the picture because I think it's kind of cool. I'm not a photographer. Don't get judgey. Judgey is the newer way of saying judgmental. For the record.
It's almost midnight here and I really should be sleeping because I've got a long day of moving-in ahead of me followed by my Rush Orientation. I capitalize that out of respect for the Greek System. Even though my friends are Auburn are all considering dropping out because apparently Rush is the worse level in Dante's Inferno (uh oh that's an allusion). I really hope that I don't get as frustrated because even though I know I'd never quit, I don't want to secretly hate it either.
Anyways... my bestfriend
Okay, let me take a time out. "Best friend" is two words. Really? Really? However. Incase. Nevertheless. Prithee. METHINKS. Really English Language? Really? I mean, if "bling" is allowed to be in the dictionary I think "bestfriend" should be allowed to be one word. Along with its other two-words-but-should-be-one friends: alot and atleast.
So back to my bestfriend, Kelsey. Her birthday is coming up. She's the only person who reads my blog. I should just write it to you. I just wanted to tell you I love you and I miss you and that you made me feel a lot (alot) better about tomorrow.
You know, tomorrow used to be two words. Does anybody else is the world know that? Yep, it was to-morrow. I know that because I would annotate for "to-morrow" along with "betwixt" and other funny out of date words.
Proof.
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