To Do List: For Fall Semester Edition.
Get back up on the Dean’s List. Meet and get to know at least 5 new people. Wear more scarves and boots that I barely wore last fall. Drink less coffee, drink more tea. Getgoodgradesgetgoodgradesgetgoodgrades. Last semester I didn’t do as well as I should have… Get more involved, stop declining every Facebook event from ASG. Survive my Monday and Wednesday classes....
Don't know where this flux of new followers came...
Hi! Thanks for following my inconsistent, rambling-filled, super blunt Tumblr. Here’s five facts about me to get you familiarized (; bahaha 1. I am a college student majoring in too many things but the fancy word for it is called Interdisciplinary Studies. 2. My birthday was on July 20th, I am now an eccentric 19 year old. 3. I like taking long, relaxing naps in my car while listening...
Conversation with my 7 year old cousin.
Alisa: I know who you likeee
Me: Who do I like?
Alisa: I'm not telling you!!
My father – who had traded his brightly colored shirts for sober ones to blend...– Heba Hasan, “Coming to America” Thought Catalog: Read the full article here.
Love You Like a Love Song- Selena Gomez I love...
I need to stop being sad.
I sound like a whiny little bitch and I need to get the fuck over it. Some people have it a lot worse Sareen. But no one understands, or cares to listen, and I feel so alone. And it doesn’t help that the only person who understands what I’m going through is 4,000 miles away all summer long, with limited forms of communication…
Chipping nailpolish. Excessively scratching my head for no reason. Sigh.
christianacoco asked: LOL.
I love you.
I love you.
The Everlong Adventure
squirmedstoic: “Today is your big day,” whispered my mother as she finished braiding my hair. My big day? I know it’s not my birthday, I thought, but it must be a special day because we’re dressed in our prettiest clothes. I was wearing my new navy-blue corduroy overall dress, sewn by my mother to fit my petite body, with a white t-shirt and white ankle socks, which she had accessorized for me...
Rome by Phoenix is such an expectedly sad song...
I don’t know why, but it makes me so sad towards the end of the song, every single time I play it. The way I picture it in my head has a lot to do with it… It takes such an unexpected sad twist towards the end of the song, it’s so unexpected since the beginning is so happy and carefree loving… Always and forevermore I call to say I’m on the way 2000 years remain...
We only said goodbye with words I died a hundred...
Sareen Fact #5
Ironically, majority of the names of people I’ve kissed in my life have started with the letter A. Totally unplanned for too. Freaky huh?
I don't care what anyone says because I think...
Mac Miller is the best white boy rapper ever. (Andhe’sadorableycute). Being a vegetarian is awesome. I feel deprived of nothing. Chipotle is overrated. Uggs are the ugliest footwear ever and I refuse to ever stick my foot in a sheep. Sticking your tongue out in pictures is unattractive. Twitter is fun, not pointless/stupid. Clueless is the best chick flick ever. Mean Girls can suck...
7 Albums That I Loved (aka Obsessed Over) In...
Middleschool was the beginning of discovery. The start of creating yourself, actually listening to music, and buying clothes from where you actually wanted to (not your mother), thus still conforming to the norm/what’s cool so you still fit in without looking like a freak. Well, at least that’s what those 3 years were for me. DISCLAIMER-Keep in mind these were my middle school favorite...
Girls With Scary Looking Eyebrows.
Wtf you really need arched eyebrows equivalent to an isosceles triangle? It’s like you’re permanently raising your eyebrows and making a mean bitchy face at people. People with overly arched eyebrows just look MEAN, am I right?! You look like you’re dogging the shit out of someone with your freaky eyebrows. AND THEYRE TYPICALLY PENCIL THIN. You don’t look fierce, you...
I still can't seem to understand.
I don’t know what to do about it anymore. If my past doesn’t want to stay in the past, maybe it’s meant to be in my life again. Maybe I’m suppose to be talking to you people again, maybe we weren’t suppose to ever stop talking in the first place. So why now? Are you lonely? Are you just bored? Do you miss me? Is it my personality? Are you sick of your relationshit? Do you miss being my...
I'm always the Listener.
I just wish someone would listen to me once in a while… especially now.
It's reasons like these that make me doubt every...
Really can’t trust anyone now can we…
Wow Tumblr's not fun when you're on reddit too.
All of the good stuff that goes around I’ve already seen and LOLed at… on reddit. And then Tumblr’s like the ugly little sister than get’s all the hand me downs once shits gotten old for the cooler sister, reddit. I think I just unintentionally dissed Tumblr. whatever, idgaf.
Who Actually Reads My Tumblr?
Is a question that will always puzzle me. Seriously. Besides my followers of course, Im referring to THOSE people. The non-Tumblings. Those who creepishly found my Tumblr via social networking services and/or happen to know me. Maybe we went to school together, maybe I’ve hooked up with you, maybe we used to be friends but now you hate my guts (okay probably not the last one). But...
I am in love with this.
Ah, I love Gilly Hicks.
I love bra shopping. and panty shopping. & I love Gilly dressing rooms. & I love Summer Sales. Did I mention I love everything Gilly? Ah, such a successful shopping trip.
Everyone has that one annoying Facebook friend...