Whitney Houston Is In My Head

I saw a hatchback with an Obama/Biden sticker and a welsh corgi in the back seat. I want to be the person who owns that vehicle. My grandparents yelled at me for twenty minutes today. "You need to go to the career center! You're already a senior! You need to find a job. You'd be a good teacher. Or advertising!" Then later they talked about how hard working I am. I have an internship and a job. I go to school full time and I'm the assistant life & arts editor of the school paper. Plus I write a weekly column and I do yoga classes! Can I have a fucking moment? Christ.

I want a corgi and I want to name it after a font. Courier or Veranda or TNR. It will be amazing.