june twenty-first.

I have so much more time for... everything pretty much, now that I'm off facebook. It's seriously insane. I actually get shit done, and have time left over. This is SUCH a weird concept to me. I'm definitely glad I decided to do it, but I have withdrawals sometimes. I'm feeding said withdrawals with blockles and lots of diet coke. No but really. I am SO much better at blockles, and now when I waste two hours playing it doesn't really matter because that's it! It won't be followed by three hours of creeping on facebook. Huzzah! As for diet coke... I don't know. I have the strongest cravings, it sucks but I love it. LOL. Just re-read that sentence. I've decided it could be worse-- I mean, the "diet" part could be gone, then I'd just be addicted to coke. INSTANT UPGRADE :D

Ohhh welcome to my life. I far too often think I'm the funniest person ever, this theory being supported by... me. Moving on.

I'm listening to Gifted (treasure fingers remix) by N.A.S.A because it is fantastic, and I just heard him say "I'm gifted/Merry Christmas." ughhhhhh. word play! get it? Like presents, christmas? I seriously think word play is hot. Megan McCafferty's Jessica Darling series (I'm on the fourth one) is chock full of it, I love it. I adore Kanye West and Lil Wayne, because contrary to what my parents think, their lyrics really are more clever than your average rapper's. 

Other things that are hot? This waiter at the Italian restaurant I went to yesterday. I ordered pasta, and he asks if I want cheese sprinkled on. Pre-menstrual, we remember, right? I obvi said yes, and he starts dusting my delicious carbs with such care. In a swift movement he takes a spoon and lifts the pasta up, to get under to the part that hasn't been graced by parmesan, and evenly distributes it everywhere. I was in serious salivation overload. I know it's unhealthy, the relationship I have with food, but it's as if this guy UNDERSTOOD. I know I'm making too big a deal about this, but I've had parmesan sprinkled on my food before, and no one took this much time to make me happy. 

One more thing then I have to start getting ready to leave, my train for my grandparents' is at 2.30. I was at church today, near the back because I had to leave early, when my olfactory organ was assaulted with the stench of cheap perfume-- A LOT of it. As luck would have it, this pungent woman decides to stand directly in front of me, asphyxiating me with her  thick hair. I move back and hit the wall. Awesome, I'm trapped. I sit there and pray she moves (LOL.) and I guess my prayer was answered(ish). This part where you say this one thing (I fail at church stuff, stfu.) comes, and you can kneel if you want. OKAY. This chick, who was wearing booty shorts, mind you, DROPS to the ground like the second coming is here, but instead of kneeling, it looks more like she's partaking in girl on top. Not even exaggerating. I look around, because I need another place to move, as she's gyrating on my right foot and I felt uncomfortable, when she starts whispering what was being said. If you surveyed 100 people and showed them just her position, outfit, and let them hear her voice, I am certain 95 of them would say she was taking part in amateur porn, and 0 would guess she was in church. SUCH an awkward experience. I left shortly after. Now I have to get ready to go to Galati for a night, I'll be back tomorrow!

xox,

loveacrosstheocean. 

[photo caption: coke addiction ; ) ]