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I feel weird this week. Not depressed or anything…maybe just a little sad. I feel like everyone has a best friend. Not even a best friend. It could be a sibling or a boyfriend but everyone has someone.

And really, I don’t.

And I don’t think it’s so wrong that I want that either. I want someone to talk to and someone to be excited for. I want a history with someone. I want to smile when I get a text because it’s from someone I really care about.

Doesn’t being lonely kinda suck?


There are just some words, in my opinion, that sound gross and are just weird to say. But that just makes me think. If the word vomit was actually called rose…would I think the word rose was gross? Or is it just because vomit itself isΒ  gross that it completely ruins the entire word. I don’t know. Thoughts anyone?

Here’s a list of some words I really hate saying:

-Vomit (obviously)




-Curry (I have no idea why…I just don’t like it)





So that’s all I can think of right now…Can you guys think of anymore?

I love reading. I have since I was in sixth grade. Of course then, all I was reading was Harry Potter and Judy Blume. Not really tipping any scales on the creative scale now was I?Β  I was literally that kid who didn’t talk to anyone at lunch. I just sat there with a tuna sandwich and a book

I was happy that way.


Now please don’t be mistaken. Just because I was (and still am) clearly a giant Nerd-Face, doesn’t mean I didn’t have friends….cause I so did.

So there.

Now back to my original topic. Does anyone have a great books that you couldn’t put down when you read it? Something full of drama and action and whatever else you like in a book. I’d really like it if you could share it with me.

Have a great day

~Arianna πŸ™‚

Ever been so tired you just start running your mouth about random things that honestly don’t make any sense? Or maybe it makes too much sense?

Like, “Please shut up Arianna because you’re about to tell a guy that you like him and in the morning I’m sure you’re gonna regret that.”

Yeah…happens to me all the time. Except I’m NOT that tired.

And that’s kinda the problem here. It’s 1 am….I should BE that tired…

I’m awake enough to want to talk to people and I’m awake enough to want a snack and I’m certainly awake enough to realize I’ve put my shirt on backwards…just tired enough (or lazy enough) not to want to turn it around.

This post made no sense…maybe I AM tired?


~Arianna πŸ˜›

Anyone feel that life isn’t really fair? Or is that just me? I feel like there’s always a new problem. And old ones too. Problems sometimes don’t even get resolved so it just constantly hangs there like a storm cloud before a thunderstorm. Give it enough time and it’s gonna explode.

Lighting and all.

Take my parents for example. They don’t shut up. And not even  in the parental way like:  “Arianna, go make your bed.” “Arianna, go do the dishes.” No…these things I can handle, expect even. It’s the way they fight among themselves. They simply Do. Not. Shut. Up. They’re like children I tell you! My eight year old cousin can behave in a more mature manner than my fifty year old parents. It’s sad really. I think it’s scarred me for life. No seriously, I’m not being dramatic (maybe a little dramatic?) I’ve given up on the concept of marriage because if that’s what it’s like I don’t want it. I’ll skip the happiness and the white dress if it means I can also skip the hating and the fighting. Seems like a fair deal to me. I’ll just get a dog (Preferably a pug because they’re just so darn cute) and love him…I’ll name him Jazz and he wont yell at me when I forget to add salt to his eggs. If fact…he wont even bark at me!

I’ll happen. You’ll see.

~Arianna πŸ˜›