soupe du jour.

perfectsoup — Sun, 29 Jan 2012 18:38:47 +0000

Two midterms down and it’s three weeks into the quarter. It’s a busy one but I’m managing. Less stress than last quarters but the labs still tire me.

Skins bad and there’s nothing really new about that.
Had a dream Kevin cheated with that one chick that I think about a lot. Ally said I could do better anyways which I loved because she’s still awesome in my dreams as she is in real life. Then I also dreamt that I was jogging at night when someone came behind me and starting choking me.. And I woke up with my nails digging into my palms. My goodness, can’t a girl get some amazing ‘I’m flying” shit here? I can’t remember happy dreams. Oh wait, just remember one from a week or so ago. It was sexual. Haha, I just can’t be normal.

Izzys wedding is coming soon (April) and I’m excited. It still worried about how to pull it off? I have no idea what she’s planning.

I got 15 hours of sleep on Friday night to sat due to my workout and immense studying habits for three days. My body’s thanking me and hating me at the same time. I think my fat has converted to muscle which has kept me at the same weight but has made me slimmer. Still not to sure whether I should be happy that I’m working out and feeling good or sad that i have less chub on my body which always made me feel better about my weight. Oy..

Besides that, not many updates. I want clam chowder and gelato. And I like making mini fictional but maybe inspired by true events posts on tumblr. Creative writing and that stuffs. Keeps me thinking about fairy tale endings because things like that keep me happy.

tongu.tumblr.com

Words that rhyme.

perfectsoup — Sat, 28 Jan 2012 03:51:17 +0000

There was a time.
That you were mine.
It was divine.
And now it’s redefined.
So I sit and whine
About how I mind
That you don’t find
Me one of a kind.
Unsatisfied, I pine
For you to cross the line.
And give me a sign.
That it’s going to be fine.
Because we’re running out of time.

perfectsoup — Wed, 25 Jan 2012 06:57:33 +0000

What the hell does that mean? I mean, who says things like that?

— Interesting that the word copious is what caught your eye about me.

— Sarcasm fails on shitty days like the one I’m having today. Your blunt remarks actually hurt like the tips of daggers.

— 2 midterms Friday, gotta bring my A game if I want to move away from this place.

— I am craving bodily contact. If I was single, I’d be trying to snuggle right now.

“Hey Monty, I have to tell you something important”

“You’re pregnant.”

“What the hell, we’re in lab class! No!”

“What? Abortion?!”

MZ/JF: “CLOTHES HANGER??”

Ohshittt. Trolling.

Nice people.

perfectsoup — Sat, 21 Jan 2012 08:11:52 +0000

Sometimes I think in my head, why the fuck are you single? (in regards to someone I know, not about me. Haha)

I guess I just don’t know them well enough yet.

Teehee!

perfectsoup — Sat, 21 Jan 2012 07:51:42 +0000

What a nice 6 hour work day. Singing all day. Jokes all around.

How many dead rats fit in-to a freeeeeeeeezer.

Your rat’s so fat he can’t even walk around in the cage. He just sits underneath the food area and waits.

Your rat’s so fat, he can’t be run in experiments. He has to be waddled.

And Snowball was his name-o!

Oh you big ol’ piece of blubber. You soo chubby. You soooo chubby, you gunna die!

Come here and look at his liver! - I’d rather see his heart. Ohhhh cool.

Why are you so morbid. I thought you called me over to look at something cool and you’re holding a rat’s head in your hand that’s pussing everywhere.

Walking to a room with 4 Nerf guns at you because they thought you were the enemy.

That’s how I dance in the club. I mean, it’s dark so people don’t see. *raise the roof*

I want to hang them up in my windows. Like stained glass things only with body parts!

We could probably sell this on the black market…to people who, you know, have dead people fetishes or something.