Twins.

facts.

kristen and i are twins.

we share brains.

figures.

we always match.

always.

from handbag to jacket.

we hate people who are sluts.

we love to talk about events and people and complain about classes.

we always walk down the hallway to meet each other at the exact same moment.

we phrase things similarly.

we both made the bad choice to wear flats out in the snow some weekend.

we enjoy scarves.

we enjoy mac and cheese and watching comedy central and "pointless" shows.

we are very particular about our hair.

we gain weight in the same regions.

we have shirts that are the same but different colors.

most importantly.

we always think of the same things at the same times and one of us will say that thing and the other will be all like "THAT'S WHAT I WAS THINKING. GET OUT OF MY HEAD."

my other twin is sambø.

we've been twins for a long time.

figures.

we basically have the same opinions about people (not men, though), religion, morality, politics (mostly. 3/4ths of the time), music (except for saosin), food, things we like to do, how we do them, why we do them, and agree that someday we are going to be well-known aristocrats.

we each possess one half of the other's brain.

does this mean i am not an individual?

no.

it means i made scarily good decisions when making friends.

-lola

Decisions

I have decided twelve things.

1. bobby pins are better at holding my hair up than other things.

2. the college humor guide to college chapter 9: sex and dating is my favorite chapter.

3. rechargeable batteries are a rip-off ($12 for 4?!)

4. at some point i am going to sell my eggs ($3+G's?!) to pay for college.

5. dashboard confessional never gets old. neither does saosin. favorite bands.

6. moccasins will always be my favorite mode of transport footwear-wise.

7. i've accepted that my hair is insane but that's why it's so choach.

8. drinking black coffee is better than other caffeinated drinks.

9. i am going to die someday. i hope it's when i'm old but before i can be old enough to be labeled as a burden to society and thrown into a rest home that smells like poorly cooked ham and moth balls.

10. i would benefit from starting to run again.

11. my phone would win a contest if the contest involved dropping and throwing phones. that thing is such a trooper.

12. i'm really good at school. but that's probably because my classes aren't that hard. but maybe that's also because i go to MSU. i don't care though because this place is cool.

addendum.

4. a. or i will sell my plasma.

b. or donate blood.

5. 

a. of montreal and vampire weekend are my new favorite bands.

6. a. when it's summer though, flip flops. everyday. but not the lame kind. this year i'm buying some leather ones.

10. a. only if/when it gets above 40 degrees though. because i want to run outside. treadmills blow.

12. a. plus every other guy i pass on the street would qualify as being pretty decently good looking to really exceptionally great looking. which is an important aspect of a college in my mind.

also, i have discovered that i continually go back to wearing t-shirts and hoodies and jeans no matter what i do. curse? not if the hoodie/shirt combos are cool. and by cool i mean they represent what i am: a dirty hippy/lazy person with no real regard for trends unless it's the weekend and i'm going out somewhere.

as it should be.

i can get ready in the morning in 7 minutes flat.

that counts taming my hair and putting on many layers of clothing.

i would be faster but i look weird without eyeliner and mascara.

BTW i got new eyeliner. raisin quartz. more purple-brown than brown. which was the old color i used everyday. before that it was black pearl which looked horrible. but cut me a break it was junior year of high school.

WTF.

Working in the cafeteria from now until May = suck.

it also = $$$.

I need $$$ very badly.

Ergo, caf job.

Other than awkward public situations/humiliations how bad can it be?

Minimum wage jobs rule!

I was only making 10 cents more at my job at SSDL and I've been there for like two years.

So I guess making 10 cents less and not doing anything other than filling up food things, walking around, and wiping things off is a pretty decent trade-off.

I just pray to sweet baby Jesus (R.I.P.) that no one actually recognizes me in a stingy, ill-fitting, black t-shirt and nasty baseball cap. Ha.

In other news: LITTLE SIBS WEEKEND.

That means Lydia is coming.

I'm excited.

AND.

I just got off the phone with Sambø.

She's going on a date with Wicker Park boy.

At some place.

And they're going to make secks.

That is all.

-lola

My Voz.

Is gone.

I'm really tired.

Suck it blog.

-lola