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introduction: monica. richmond. twentyone. pisces. copywriter. dreamer. sleeper. procrastinator. cynic.
“nothing to me feels as good as laughing incredibly hard." - steve carell
i like funny things. i like music. i like film. i like books.
i'm into design and writing but i'd love to get involved in the film industry someway, somehow.
don't be afraid if you see a lot of andrew garfield, interior design, harry potter and blink-182 on this blog.
so while other parts of the northeast are suffering from blizzards and snowpocalypse 2011
i’m celebrating the 70 degree we’re having by watching guys jog around richmond.
sweet jesus bale away in a manger.
oh.
so on break today - i went to martin’s, this grocery store, and this guy that works there walks up to me asking me if i need help and i told him all i wanted was a quick sandwich. he unnecessarily walks me to the sandwiches and tells me he likes my hair (it’s in cornrows, meh) and told me i was beautiful (which is a lie, because i was hungover all day and i really need to get my eyebrows done) and he asked if i had a boyfriend and asked for my number .
this is when things get difficult because i hate lying to people that aren’t my parents. so i couldn’t give him a fake because it would show on my face and i’d get all anxious. so i gave it to him.
why did i do that? he is unattractive. a creeper. and that combination when you’re a resident of richmond, va is no bueno. then, he gave me a hug and said he was just looking for someone to hang out with.
i’m writing all of this because i’m sure he just called me because someone called and my caller id just said “the richmond.”
what is my life? i’m hungry and i have to go return a hat that i stole last night.
cool story.
