Also, THIS HAT.

I WOULD LOVE TO OWN THIS HAT PLEASE.

BUT ITS SOLD OUT.

best rescue of the year award.

If you call me to come pick you up from the ER, just know I am prone to fainting once I get there. There doesn't even need to be any needles, blood, dead things, or oozing. I will most likely faint... twice. If you call me for rescue, also call for a back up rescue. It will make a great story though. So if your ER visit isn't as entertaining as you expected it to be, just give me a call, I'll do some fainting and stuff, and everyone will have a great story to tell later on.

The two things I thought about most while I was laying on the bed in the ER was the tv show Scrubs, and the Zombie apocalypse. 

This is called a Fainting Goat.

Click here to watch a quick documentary

about Fainting Goats. 

I'm dating Employee of the Month

I ripped my favorite pants.

I'm going back to school next semester. 

I have pretty great curtains. 

I'm so excited for Christmas time. 

^but first, Turkey. 

Dreams about teeth are the worst kind. 

I have a headache, and a conspiracy blog to write. 

liza out. 

365 days later

You took my heart, 365 days later i feel the same way.

I lost my heart to India. The best 18 days ever. I went to India guys.

what have i done in that year? it seems so short. lets just say i wont be bragging about the year i was 18. i started it off with a bang with a wonderful Indian birthday, with 26 of the greatest people ever. plus some. 

pretty much.... well, if you would like to see more, really i can talk about it for hours. so call me up. ill chat to ya.
i'll be 19 soon. 18 was a bomb in the bad way. 19 will be a bomb in a good way. i'll have a few things decided on the 31st. so it's kinda like a goal. wish me luckk. i wish you some too.