Is that so much to ask for?
A Valentine’s For Homophobes via FCKH8.com
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A Valentine’s For Homophobes via FCKH8.com
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Is that so much to ask for?
I think I’m going to take a break from studying and take a stroll through the park while listening to Taylor Swifts’ “Speak Now’ album before I go home to pick up Tyler. I have some things on my mind that I want to try to get out of my head before I start my day.
Just finished submitting my appeal for the citation I got on Tuesday and you better believe if it is not approved, I will get it taken care of because I refuse to pay for it due to the shitty parking situation at UofH.
Citation My Ass.
I can’t believe I waited until the day before to even crack open my book for my first exam in my Research Methods class. Good thing is that I am now starting chapter 4 and I the exam is over chapters 1-6.
I’m pretty sure I will not be getting any sleep tonight because the exam is at 9 o’clock, which is less than 7 hours away.
You would think I would learn not to leave readings until the last minute, but I haven’t.
Tyler and I celebrated our 10 Month Anniversary yesterday. While to some that may not seem as much of a long time, to me it has been an eternity.
I was a little sad that we couldnt’ do anything to celebrate because I was at school from 8 A.M.-3:00 P.M. then worked 4:00 P.M.-11:00 P.M. I’m sure I’ll find something for us to do this weekend to make it up though.
When I got home from school he had made this heart out of post-its and placed it on the wall in our living room. Each post-it note had one reason as to why he loved me written on it. (Major smile moment.) Then when I got home I found an old Starbucks coffee cup decorated with 20 flowers that he had made, flowers that would last alive and colorful forever.
One that that I have learned from being with him is that the simplest of things is what keeps us going. We both have such creative minds and artistic abilities that it makes celebrating each month even more fun than the one before.
Needless to say, these two things made my day complete.
I LOVE YOU TYLER. ♥
Under My Skin
Under My Skin
She’s got the body that wakes up the town,
Cause she doesn’t dress up, she only dresses way down.
She gets away with that;
She thinks she’s at a parade, a parade, a parade
How can she leave the house in her underwear?
She says she’s wearing jeans, all I see is a tear.
How can she do what she does?
She thinks she’s at a parade, a parade, a parade.
And there she goes, she’s just too perfect now.
There she goes, her head’s up in the clouds.
There she goes, to center of the crowd.
And she know, know, know, know, know, know, knows.
There she goes, she’s got a perfect tan.
There she goes, her hands up on my man,
Then she’d watch and think I understand,
But no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
Why does she think she can get away with this?
Next thing I know, she’s blowing my man a kiss.
How can she do what she does?
She thinks she’s at a parade, a parade, a parade.
And there she goes, she’s just too perfect now.
There she goes, her head’s up in the clouds.
There she goes, to center of the crowd,
And she know, know, know, know, know, know, knows.
There she goes, she’s got a perfect tan.
There she goes, her hands up on my man
Then she’d watch and think I understand,
But no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
And there she goes, she’s just too perfect now.
There she goes, her head’s up in the clouds.
There she goes, to center of the crowd,
And she know, know, know, know, know, know, knows.
There she goes, she’s got a perfect tan.
There she goes, her hands up on my man.
Then she’d watch and think I understand,
But no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin,
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.
She can’t, she can’t get under my skin.