wednesday thoughts.

wtf...
did that really just happen?
really?

bought nutella for the 

first time in my life yesterday.

#winning.

sometimes i like to text/blog/email

in tweet-speak.

#becauseilikeitooookkaayy?

uhhhh....

please tell me i'm not the only one disturbed by this.

on a sidenote: why are babies drinking evian?

oh, p.s. if that one didn't creep you out try this one.
i'm so confused as to why lybia is obsessed with baby commericals.
i can't stop shuddering. 

people watching.

fifty minutes until my next class starts.

i snagged a bench against the wall.

the girl sitting on the next bench over is eating her lunch.

i've come to a conclusion.

it's awkward to watch people eat sandwiches

and chomp on apples.

i'm also glad to note

i'm not the only one who inspects my apples after biting into them.

buuuut i don't pay that much attention to my sandwich...

read-a-thon

after my evening class on wednesday, i had to take a little pit-stop.

i hung up my mexi-pack and coat and turned around.

that's when i saw this. 

uhhmm...

i feel i need to clarify a few things.

yes, i was in the ladies room

and no, this paper was not mine nor did i read it.

i don't know about you,

 but i try not to do my "reading business" in public restrooms.

truth be told, i try to get in and out as fast as possible.

so here is my question for you.

who is taking the time to read the paper on the john

and why would they leave their reading material behind?

sidenote: wouldn't it be weird for the other potty-goers hearing the ruffling from what is obviously a newspaper in the stall next to them? come on people. 

uhh...

weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.
weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.
weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.
weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.
weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.
weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.
weird.weird.weird. ummm..we're  just not going to talk about it..weird.weird.weird.
weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.
weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.
weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.
weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.
weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.
weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.

well hello there...

i really hope that when you read the title to this post you used a semi-creeper voice and your eyebrows danced.

because that's the vibe i was going for.

ay bay bay.

wassup?

but seriously.

i have so many things going through my mind right now.

i'm surprise there hasn't been an accident yet.

please note that by accident i am strictly referring to a car accident

and not an

"oh dear, i seem to have wet myself again" accident.

all death. 

no pee.

get it? got it? good.

my sister used to say that all the time.

aaanywhoozzle.

i think i'm going to go.

as in leave. 

still no pee.

geez!