It’s 12:50 a.m. and my socks don’t match.
My paper is supposed to be 1/1 done, but really, I think having 3/4 of it done can be passed as 1/1. I have 2/3 of the 3/4 done, thanks to the wonders of 2.25 spacing, so I just need to do 1/3 of 3/4 more. I think that’s 1/4.
Me: Can I get a peppermint mocha latte?
Cashier: One peppermint mocha latte. Anything else?
Me: Nope, that’s all!
This is the exchange that’s happened twice at ABP and twice at Dunkin Donuts in the last week.
Each time, the initial drink I got back was a peppermint latte, not a peppermint mocha latte.
Life is hard.
But maybe the reason I’ve always thought 21-year-olds are supposed to actually be grown-ups is that on TV and in movies, they’re almost never portrayed by people who are 21. They’re almost always older — so they look more mature, and obviously, the problems that they have in non-reality are always blown out of proportion and not at all like anything I would ever face or have the intelligence, courage, or experience to face.
I’m stupid and scared and young.
And that’s probably okay.
It was August and it was September and it was October but now it’s November and it’ll be December then January then February, March, April, then then then it’s May and that’s game over.
2001: “Welcome to your new life 6,900 miles from home!”
2014: “Welcome to your new life 1,700 miles from home!”
Damned if I do, fucked if I don’t.
Charles was kind, Charles was loving, Charles was caring, and all of these things suffocated and bored her.
But she became Mrs. Charles Hamilton anyway.
It made her miserable, it made her angry, it made her bitter. But it let her keep her pride. Her pride would crush her, but it also let her wave a giant middle finger to Honey Wilkes. And in the heat of the moment, that was enough to let Scarlett forget that she couldn’t stand Charles.
“Vanity was stronger than love at sixteen and there was no room in her hot heart now for anything but hate.”
I listen to top 40 hits and jam out to Taylor Swift’s Fearless album at 3am and wish that Danity Kane had never broken up (twice…) and actually LIKE NICKELBACK (all of their songs sound the same, but who cares as long as they all sound like the same song that sounds okay?!), and if you can’t accept that, you’re a very mean person.
But really, even if you accept all of the things I’ve admitted above, we really still don’t ever need to discuss the fact that I said that I like Nickelback.