Emily • 20 • female | engineering major. eleven years of halo.
she said that to me once.
GPOY BECAUSE I CAN
I’m borrowing my mom’s old laptop until I get my tax return and can buy a new one
so happy, I’ve had a pretty great day other than my SAT subject tests being cancelled. my car window is fixeddddddddd and I replaced all my wipers so they no longer suck and I replaced my o2 sensor! (I say I but it was really me and my dad. love my dad c: )
Broke my roomie. She’s watching David Tennants comic relief with Catherine Tate. Again. :D (Taken with Instagram)
this is the larger photo of my icon
every time I look at it, it makes me laugh because it’s so ridiculous
(Steph and I had an impromptu face battle last night and I’m not sure who won)
cause I had a really shitty week last week and I kept wanting quiche (because the night of my accident I’d bought one at work to eat for dinner, and ofc that never happened), my mom got these mini ones fffldkj. she didn’t remember but these were what I had the first time I tried quiche. awww.
I always forget the webcam is still working if I don’t close the window so I end up leaving it open and saw this gem of a shot. Apparently I give myself a mustache when I am tumblobbing.
DAY. FUCKING. MADE. MY BOOK IS FINALLY HERE. FINALLY. LFJDNSFKLSDNJ.
getting ready for work. my hair with the front straightened but no product. sometimes I love my curls. (and of course other times I hate my hair and just want to chop it all off.)
Tonight, at about 10:30, I totaled my car.
It’s 1992 oldsmobile cutlass ciera in this indescribable color. But it’s mine and I love it. And it probably saved my life tonight.
I swerved so that I wouldn’t hit a dog. S/he looked like my puppy, and even though I know better than to swerve I did anyway. I overcorrected while trying to regain control over my car, spun, and then proceeded to roll and land again on my tires. The roof of my car is crushed. Both passenger windows shattered into the car, and my windshield shattered too. My back passenger tire was ripped from the rim. The antenna is bent and broken.
If my car wasn’t made of actual metal, if it was made of fiberglass or plastic instead, I’m pretty sure I would have broken my neck. As it stands, I’m walking away from this with a few scratches from all the glass, a headache, and shaking when I think about what happened. Even though I joked and said it wasn’t my lucky night (St. Patrick’s Day), it actually probably was.
I was within a mile from my house. A minute away from home.
redid my phone! using launcherpro for my homescreen, this picture as my background, Simi for my clock, mmm it’s so simple and uncluttered and awesome. I love ittt.