January 2010
11 posts
Hannah just texted me from Sundance saying that she was “30 feet away from Mark Ruffalo today!!!”. Fuck my life.
So tomorrow I have an apointment with the office of international education about getting the fuck out of this festering hellhole of culture. If I can’t get out of here next year, i’m going to have a Mariah Carey-Esque freak out.
Headed to class, completely ready to pass out from exaustion because the C-words upstairs were being really loud last night until 1 am. Bitches.
After arguing with myself, my mother, and my father over Christmas break, which coincided with my Tumblr Hiatus, I have deided that even though it would be a blast to be in the city, I will remain at IUP instead of transfering to PITT. Here’s the thing, I’m aparently at ‘The Harvard’ of Communications programs, and i’m not about to transfer to a school with a worse...