June 2011
64 posts
So, I learned a lot this weekend.
Learned that it is in fact possible to get two containers of ben and jerry’s half-baked from the shopping center to the north of my dorm to my dorm without them melting.
Learned that the mini-fridge in my room has a freezer section that is not capable of keeping two containers of ben and jerry’s half baked frozen.
Learned that eating two...
May 2011
56 posts
I used to be so fascinated by astronomy, knowing...
Now that I know just how much of it could kill us all without even noticing, and now that I’m spectacularly indifferent to just about everything, I find myself less interested.
We could all learn something from this guy. →
Every single goddamn time.
I could count on one hand the number of friends who haven’t either drifted away from me or been pushed away and still have fingers left over. Am I that incapable of maintaining a friendship?
So in the name of organization...
Something I should have done long ago - planning out what in hell I’m going to do. Start at the basics, though…what projects do I have going right now…
Relatively short story about a zombie outbreak at UCSB, with the survivors holing up in the 8-story Davidson Library and trying to hold out against the roughly 20k zombified UCSB students. Have to work on that this weekend, while...
Because I feel the need to pester you people...
I’m posting something I performed last night. I was walking around I.V. the other day, and I noticed something. They’ve got a bar, and literally right next to it, for your drunken convenience, they’ve got a tattoo parlor. And I thought “okay, now they’re just screwing with us!” Speaking of screwing with people, I walked out into the hall of my dorm complex the other day and found this guy...
People. Just...people.
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Well, one stand-up performance to a group of the most sloshed people I’ve ever seen later, I’m on a bit of an adrenaline rush and I sit down at my computer…
And receive an absolutely massive load of shit in my lap. I’m frankly astonished about the sheer amount of bullcrap that was simultaneously slung my way.
Thankfully, my performer’s high was stronger than the...
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So...yeah. This weekend is going to suck.
So the dust has mostly settled, and it looks like I’m going to spend Friday-Tuesday writing, instead of hanging out and having fun with a friend I haven’t seen in too damn long. I wasn’t even expecting anything aside from seeing a friend. Oh well. New project, new characters. Life moves on.
Ish.
petal4petal:
Put a number(s) in my ask box.
almostgirlfriend:
1- Who my best friends are.
2- What I hate most about myself.
3- What I love most about myself.
4- What I’m really good at.
5- What I’m really bad at.
6- Biggest turn ons.
7- Biggest turn offs.
8- What I want to be when I get older.
9- My relationship with my sibling(s).
10- My relationship with my parents.
11- My idea...
Just occurred to me that by going home I’m giving up all my freedom. The ability to do what I want, when I want. To go where I want. To decide when I go to bed. Yes, shit this simple is not up to me when I’m at home.
And you people thought Stalinist Russia was a thing of the past.
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So...
I haven’t the faintest idea why I’m up at 2 AM, but what the hell, I’ll roll with it.
So one of my best friends just got back to California, and the other one is leaving the country. For good. Keep this in mind, dear readers, as you go on.
Woke up with a migraine and some wicked light and sound sensitivity, to the point where I had to put sunglasses on while inside with the...
Put a * in my ask box and I'll answer with...
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When you love someone long enough, it’s debatable whether you even see them anymore when you look at them. You see what you think of them. Their flaws melt away, and you’re left looking at them at their best. They say they look terrible because they don’t have their contacts in right now and they haven’t slept well, so they have bags under their eyes. You think that they...
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Eventually, you just have to cut your losses and run with what you’ve got. So someone doesn’t think much of you. To hell with them! They don’t matter. If they were smart enough that their opinion was worth noting, they’d be smart enough to see how strong and intelligent and beautiful you really are. It’s your choice to let those bastards get you down. I know...
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Sometimes, you see a friend in pain. Emotional, physical, it doesn’t matter. You see them in pain and you would do or say anything to help them. But there’s nothing you can do. And sometimes, you just can’t find the words.
Reblog if you want "have you evers" in your ask...
“Sometimes your entire life hinges on one absolutely insane stunt. And you have no idea if it’ll work or not. You know its likely that you’ll die, but you try it anyway, because when everything is said and done, all that matters is that you tried. When all the weapons and gear, all the training, all the witty banter and forced humor in the face of danger is stripped away, the...
““What are you?”
“Usually? Death, to animals like you. I’m a...”
– “Shadow” by Daniel Saleh
So...
Three midterms in the next 18 hours. I can barely move my neck, this headache won’t go away, and I have very little hope for the midterms. What asshole told me college would be fun again?
“We’ve waited far to long to, watch it all crash and fall through,
So when...”
– “Curses” - Bullet for my Valentine
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Missing someone isn't about how long it has been...
Finally, after several days of barely sleeping, I get almost eleven hours of sleep. I can barely remember the past few days…
Y’know, there’s a difference between trying to avoid hurting me and just wasting my fucking time. You moved on. I get that. But you could have told me that you were dating someone else before I started trying to get you back.
