it's a text thing

Um, this is weird. Yes, yes it is. No matter how I spin it I cannot fully justify this post.

Not to mention last night I had one of the most normal and realistic dreams I've had in a long time and in it my roommate was telling me that my blog was a complete failure, ergo I was a complete failure.

I cannot pretend that the blow hasn't followed me into my conscious mind.

But, see, a different roommate has been doing something without me knowing. She has been saving our text conversations. This is just one example of how unhealthy our relationship is - we can't even bring ourselves to delete our texts.

The problem is that her phone memory is slowing running out, and we need a new place to store these texts.

Blog = obvious solution.

So I definitely went through her phone and typed up the texts that were longer and more meaningful than "where are you" "be there soon" and the classic "haha"

So really this more for us than for you, but it's nothing personal. I mean, feel free to read these texts, but, I mean, please don't think that I'm all like "oh hey my texts are so cool so I'm going to share them with the world."

Me? Narcissist? Never.

"Jennie. Seriously. I was reading Taren's blog and was laughing so hard I had to stop. The two people sitting next to me literally stopped doing what they were doing and turned to look at my screen."

"It was the nail polish! First post and I found myself working out my abs in class. I knew I could not go on."

"Pretty sure my mom just asked if getting rid of icons on her desktop would make her internet go faster"

"You're going down. You'll crack an egg one day and find the money in it."

"Lol!! I really was like ok, I can't see Jennie until after class. How can I make myself ok with this?? I was stressed about it."

"Do me a favor? Scout out the vending machines and find the most delicious looking thing? I have a spoon in my backpack if it helps."

"Nothing is worse than coming home to an apartment completely void of you."

"So. Early."

"Hurry I'm having you withdrawals"

"I just had the most epic conversation in my head."

"But... awkward... book... no money"

"Library. Study desk. Hermit."

"I just spent five straight hours in the library, the fact that it is still light outside blows my mind."

"I definitely just got on a freak clean spree. I even scrubbed the bath. But not the sink. I left that a mess."

"I put a yellow daisy on the table. It looks a little out of place but a little adorable."

"But AWESOME!! way to be. Aren't you glad you had a spoon?"

"Facebook. Check. Don't worry, you're not alone."

"More. I love you more."

"You're not... here?"

"I wish I hadn't already posted that blog. Oh well, I can still love that text."

"I want to, but my mother is offering food."

"Oh Jennie! We could be bums together!"

"I know... call again and then begin the hunt"

"I'll come stand with you."

"Ok, I would shoot someone. Don't worry, I  completely know exactly how you are feeling right now."

"Ok weird. I wouldn't know what to do in the absence of a bowtie."

"The issue. Did not get normal seat. I'm not sitting  next to iron man guy. How do I know these people won't care if I'm watching a movie?"

"And... he's black. So I don't want to throw off his groove. Get on the bad side of one BYU black kid and you might as well declare war against the lot of them."

"And the kid next to me has 47 fb notifications. What??"

"Black man tapped me on the shoulder. Heart attack. And the other guy now has 51 notifications. Ya know, just keeping you updated on my life."

"And. Um. At least half of the people in the cougareat are wearing black pants and white shirts. Please tell me I'm rightfully thrown off."

"I know! It's ok exercise never killed anyone. Actually, that may be a lie."

And, well, that's all folks.