words cannot describe how much I DESPERATELY WANT ONE
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words cannot describe how much I DESPERATELY WANT ONE
my laptop and cell phone are dying but i'm too lazy to plug cords in
one of my bosses just brought back chocolate from Brazil, the piece I received was called Serenata de Amor
it was quite delicious; milk chocolate coating with a cashew nut cream and wafer inside
I am literally INCREDIBLY PISSED at my university.
Everyone once in a while we have to change our passwords for security reasons, yeah okay whatever that's fine I guess.
BUT THE FUCKING
STUPID HEADS
decided that the password has to have all these complications, like, beginning letter capitalized, a number in it, some sort of symbol in it, can't be too short, and at one point after complying to all these things it told me it still didn't FUCKING meet the requirements because "it is in the history" WAHT THE FUCK DOES THAT EVEN MEAN I'VE NEVER USED THIS GODDAMN PASSWORD BEFORE WHAT HISTORY?
So... In my house we have a TV room next to my sister's that I can watch Netflix in. When I get home from classes my sister is usually in there with her boyfriend watching movies. That, or when I get home later she and my mother are there watching Desperate Housewives like they do together.
Today after heating up a pizza for my mom, sis, and I, I decide that before going to class which is less than an hour, I'll watch a bit of Doctor Who.
To which my sister comes in yelling at me about how we should watch something together which is understandable but I told her I had class and I wouldn't watch for long and when I leave she obviously can watch TV. After arguing between us for a while that I wasn't going to change it right now and I wouldn't be here long I turned on the show.
The TV was up a bit loud, I suppose after someone had been watching some movie, I don't know why. She yelled at me to turn it down so I grabbed the remote and began turning it down, set down the remote, and had my dad STORM into the room and then start screaming at me and then accuse me that I didn't turn down the TV. I told him I'd just turned it down and set down the remote and he called me a liar and yelled at me for that.
Fine, yell at me for having the TV up a bit louder than it should be, but... I don't know I didn't lie and to be screamed at for that makes me feel like shit.
I hate yelling in the first place though.
I put on the classic rock station on pandora because I thought I might broaden my musical tastes but so far I've recognized every song they've played
this woman brought her little girl with her to the office meeting and the little one's so cute she's got curly black hair and keeps babbling
"i hate that song so much it's worse than shine bright like a fucking diamond."