lost.

thursday i decided to, FINALLY, join the lost bandwagon. i just think of it as being a huge procrastinator. in 3 days i have managed to watch the first 20 episodes (is that pathetic or what?). so i give you:

nicole's thoughts and analysis of lost so far:
-oh wow, jack is pretty hot
-locke is fucking smart as hell
-sayid is pretty good looking
-INCEST?!
-is there gonna be one episode without a fight, or disaster?
-charlie is adorable, damn drug addict
-IMMACULATE CONCEPTION?!
-*bug eyes*
-holy shit, if i was on the island i'd be fucking sawyer every chance i got
-every. chance.

remember the time?

i was like, i just made a tumblr. why did i do that?
i know why now:
act naturally
(hint: it involves pictures of zooey deschanel, jenny lewis, george harrison and robert downey jr.)

i just died a little.

not a gum-approved blog.

whenever someone asks me "so what have you been doing this summer?"

i want to say "jacking off" with a deadpan stare.

but that's not very appropriate now, is it?

This needed to be cross-posted.

Dear Robert Downey Jr.,

I wanna say something. I'm gonna put it out there; if you like it, you can take it, if you don't, send it right back. I want to be on you.

Love,

Nicole

Just friends.

I am thoroughly enjoying being friends with boy #1 right now. Now that he has a girlfriend/something type I feel a lot more at ease with him. I've stopped trying to impress and now I'm just being myself and he responds well to that. He's a good friend, not such a good prospective boyfriend.

Today I went to get some rolls of film developed that I've been holding onto and I think there are some fantastic pictures in there. I'll post some soon I hope.

I have problems.

Oh hey, remember that time it was easier to flirt around with a boy after he got a girlfriend/hook-up/whatever she is? Yeah, I'm a homewrecking slut.

F.M.L.

FML. FML. FML. I want #2, #1 breaks my heart right in front of me.

Someone shoot me.

I hate that my general train of thought is revolving around guys lately. It's shit. That's not who I am.

Suiteeeee.

I'm reading Suite Scarlett and I'm liking it a lot. It's too soon to tell but it may be my favourite Maureen Johnson book. Also I should start paying attention in class instead of fantasizing about how I can become president of the whore club. Sigh.

My eyes hurt.

Yesterday was a pretty crappy day, but things got better around midnight. I'm hoping today will be far better than yesterday. I'm also hoping I get to see two boys today. Mmmmm....

New crush.

Fuck. my. life.

Is that too much to ask?

It's raining and I want a boy to cuddle.

Porcelain kisses.

I hate crushes. I haven't seen him today and I feel antsy. ARGH.
I was also thinking about how he shouldn't want or like me. I'm so fucked up, especially at the moment. Alaska always seems to say it better than I can say it myself:
"You love the girl who makes you laugh and shows you porn and drinks wine with you. You don't love the crazy, sullen bitch."

Oh boys.

We were texting till 2 in the morning. I think it was cute and maybe somewhat flirtatious but I really think he's clueless and doesn't think it was flirting at all. Sigh.

I'd hit that.

Oh man I'd totally hit Jim Sturgess. Seriously. I went to see Across the Universe AGAIN this weekend and I was just like, SERIOUSLY. Especially in the beginning when he sings Girl, I just fall in love. I need to find me a boy with a Liverpool accent and it's love.


Also I'm in love with:
Jenny Lewis because she's such a fucking rockstar, but that's already been established.