#shitnerd

[suchrelateable]

ur a person also plz remember

[twntydollarnosebleed-blog]

gretchen just called me a shitnerd and told me to promo her so here you go:

go follow stargatekitten because she is also a shit nerd who posts funny stuff and 1D and anime and is also my irl bff and is totally rad

[uldrensov]

same tbh but shhhhhhhhh

let's braid each other's hair and talk about how we want grace sempai to notice us

[lizarddaddy]

Well the exact same day I made my first Shitnerd post about never going to a party before, I went to the local venue and got invited to a big party after the show. A real party! With alcohol! And drugs! And lame ass rednecks! But a party nonetheless, so of course I was pumped! My best friend was with me and I was just lovin life, let me tell you. We finally get to this big "shindig" and I helped a friend pee in the bushes behind the house since the bathroom had a line as long as Milwaukee. Not even five minutes later the cops showed up, and being a minor with no prior altercations with police before, I left right then. So of course this didn't count as a party but I still found it strange that I ~almost~ went to my first party the day I bitched about it on the internet. That's weird, right? But good news (for me bc no one else cares) I actually went to a real party about a week ago. It was reeeeally chill and I guess you could only have fun if you were one of the besties of the host, but it was a good beginner party I guess. I had half a beer and was already sweating so I just sat on the couch and begged my few friends that were there not to leave because then id be forced to speak to someone new, and lord knows I can't do that. I'm just a lame ass ladybird and this story wasn't even fun to write so it will definitely not be fun to ready sorry I wish people I knew in real life would stop following me bc I feel uncomfortable now Bioshock: under the sea comes out soon I think so I'm just gonna focus on thinking about that now bye

[el-tlatoani-de-barrio]

"What we need is a show of force by the government."

Ah yes, what Mexico needs is just more opression.

I am glad this guy is the future of Mexico and an Excellent Student.

[lizarddaddy]

The girl who didn't cry wolf because she was too busy crying about her grades in school

Lying on my bed with an ice pack on my neck because of a pinched nerve in my neck has given me time to think about how I'm wasting my teen years because I'm a huge bitch and I don't want to put forth the effort of making friends and plans and memories that I'll remember for years to come. I'm 17 and have smoked pot only a handful of times, never drank more than a glass of wine alone in my room with my mother permission, and has never been formally invited to a high school "rager." Not that I really want to go to one, seeing as how I'm annoyed at my sober classmates, I'd probably want to strangle them when they're inebriated, it would just be nice to get asked every once in a while. But alas, while all my friends get drunk the weekend before a big test, me and Julie are at the local chik-fil-a getting kids meals (which is almost the same amount of food as a regular meal but a good $2 less FYI) talking about funny things on tumblr or something funny someone said in class that day. Which is totally fine I love hanging out with Julie she's my best homie and I always have a rad time when were walking around downtown because nothing's open and were both unemployed and broke, trying to find enough quarters to get us Pumpkin Spice Lattes from Starbucks. But when I drop her off and I go home on a Friday night, and I'm left staring at my lizards (which reminds me I really need to clean their carpets) I start feeling loserish that my only source of entertainment is Vine and my reptiles for that weekend. I start getting anxious about college applications and my future and the fact that I can't really name a strong talent I have that could result in me making a good amount of money. I I stare at the homework that would substantially bring my grades up but still end up ignoring it all weekend. Even now I could be studying for my debate on Monday but instead I'm writing dumb opinions that no one gives a fr*ck about. I'm a Shitnerd baby who would much rather whine about my lack of motivation and fear of failing at school, and the amount of alcohol I've never drank or laws I've never broken instead of ACTUALLY GETTING UP DOING THEM. I just want to grow up and never have to leave my house and make money from crying over how beautiful I think bioshock is (it really is fantastic wow) but I'll be 18 in 5 months so I need to do some growing up and stop bitching about dumb stuff that I have complete total control of. Did any of this make any sense? Sorry I never got good grades on essays I'm terrible at formulating my thoughts. I'm still pissed that me, an inactive 17 year old girl, has a fucking pinched nerve in her neck from god knows what and has left me immobile on my bed causing me to contemplate my entire life up until now. When will Julie let me see her cat I don't know