i woke up at 5:45 this morning to go to work. i started work at 7. and worked with Chelsea. she's probably the coolest person at work at this point in time. she goes to Queen Elizabeth and she's going into the eleventh grade. she has medium super blonde hair with a streak of pink at the back. she wears these huge colored bracelets. and she is funny as fuck.

and just for the record, i am a very professional, very talented Barista. yup

GAWD. i hate facebook right now. it's so impersonal. i mean, i gave the guy my phone number, but all we ever do is message back and forth on facebook. it gets lame after awhile. don't you hate that, giving a guy your number, thinking they'll actually call when they find the time? i gave him my number weeks ago, i totally forgot about it though, because i'm sort of a late bloomer in the whole "why isn't he calling me?" "he said he's call me" "it's already been three days" situation. and then i remembered that i did, in fact, give him my number, but he did not give me a ring.

do you ever just sit in a room and feel overwhelmingly hot? it's this massive heat wave that comes over you that all you can do is just sit there and experience it.

i'm gonna take my sweater off.
and i really feel like re-arranging my room.

why am i so compulsive?!