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As I was struggling through my shitty ab workout (def gotten out of shape these past 2 months, poop!), I decided that I didn’t feel like letting people’s teasing or judgement get to me anymore.
I know what’s right and what’s wrong.
And hey, guess what, I know I did something dumb AGAIN for the 50th time in France. But guess what also, I did it because it was fun and I was happy and enjoying myself. And also because I salsa’d to Suavemente and it’s been a real long time since I’ve danced to that.
But it’s chill. “So yeah Kaley you had a really good night the other night, huh? ;)”
"Actually… yes it was awesome! Didn’t you already hear about it??"
I feel much better, not wasting all my time worrying about what other people think. Clearly this is all to a certain extent, but really though. I’m loud and annoying and I like to get rip-roaring drunk sometimes and explain to people what the Eiffel Tour is and tell my French guy friend that he needs to come to America so I can set him up with plusieures de jolies filles. And then other times I like to sit quietly and not talk to anybody for hours. It’s all good in the hood.
Because I’m on a roll today/ getting ready to go for a run.
Yesterday I got super duper nervous for AFSCs so I smoked my e-cig for like 3 hours straight. And then after we got our AFSCs I smoked an entire victory cigar (Davidoff Honduras, it was lovely). And then later that night I smoked Victor’s cigarette. Hand-rolled. A turn-off and a turn-on at the same time. Ew. How does that even make sense?
Anyways yeah. Today my mouth freakin’ hurts from smoking so much. Also I can still taste the cigar. Crazy haha.
Thank goodness I’m only in the habit of drunk tumblr postings. Not drunk fb’ing. At least we’ll see about that as soon as I can find a goddamn proxy to check my fb here. Pooooooooop.
MY AFSC IS INTEL, MY FIRST CHOICE
I WAS SO HAPPY AT DINNER ALL I COULD DO WAS LET OUT A MASSIVE SIGH OF RELIEF.
I DEF THOUGHT I’D GET CYBER.
I LOVE LIFE
This morning I woke up and went on my computer, only to find 3 tabs open on French fighter planes, hunting in the central France region, and a 3 hour long youtube track of LOLcats (I can haz cheezeburger). Also somebody had pissed in my toilet.
What the fuck, Frenchies?? Just cuz my door’s not locked doesn’t mean you can come in and play on my computer. Weirdos.
you’re completely right. Nice times in Nice part deux.
As much as I’m flipping out about it… honestly I know I’m going to be happy no matter what at the end of the day because it means I’ll be in the US Air Force. (insert toolbag remark here)
Seriously though, most of my nightmares leading up to AFSC night were just that instead of handing me my job, they’d hand me a Golden Ticket (like in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory) that says “Sorry bitch but we found out about your scoliosis and we no longer need your services. Deuces.”
Yeah. So really I’m just glad to be in the military as it is. Holy shit though.
Our plan for tonight is:
HOLY SHIT I’M SO SCARED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*smokes e-cig like a mo’fo*
There was an American cat named “one two three” and and a French cat named “Un deux trois” and they each swam across a river. Which cat won?
Answer: the American because the Un deux trois quatre cinq
This weekend, should I go to:
-Slovenia, to go see Marko and Roki
-Nice, again, but to the most epic youth hostel ever and hopefully meet up with their badass staffers again/ also go see their modern art museum
-or Genoa, for a day trip to Italy
fuuuuuuuuuuuck je ne sais pas
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