February 2012
Tuesday Night are for Parties
Just kidding, they’re for Simpler Times, popcorn with honey, cinnamon, cocoa, and sugar so that it’s edible, and “The Dynamics of Mass Communication”.
School
Class: 1+1=2
Homework: 2x5=10
Test: If Greg has 6 apples and eats one, calculate the sun's mass.
January 2012
I’ve never had a teacher that is a mumbler…until now. This man is old and lazy. He prints out his powerpoints just to show them on a picture projector instead of just doing it from the computer—I don’t get it, sir…and I can’t understand the things you say 75% of the time.
Damn it. I hate myself. I just told a perfectly respectable man that I forgot my wallet when we asked me for change. I have change. I just spent 30 dollars on clothes and shoes I don’t remotely need. I pat myself on the back when I hand off all my quarters to a man that asks me so very humbly, and then I turn another one away after I’ve just been the most excessive and vain I have...
I am determined to find a good pair of shoes today. After I finish my sandwich, I will go to ButterToast, Urban Outfitters, and then on the way home I’ll go to the Shoe Mill. Damn it, all I want is one pair of good heels.
Started my day with a giant iced toddy, so hopefully It’ll motivate me to be action-ready all day.
Oh man I forgot about how great French was today. We got paired up to have casual conversations about professions and whatever in the middle of a lesson. I got paired with the pretty much fluent pretty boy in the class (we have two guys in the whole class; one is hipster and quirky and the other is clean cut and charismatic). We were actually having a pretty compelling conversation and I was...
I’m limited to only feeling things that help me cope with my earth suddenly and constantly being shaken.
If this doesn’t work out, there’s another fateful opportunity waiting for me, right? I don’t want to, but I do need that reassurance. Without it, I drive myself crazy opening my eyes and closing them steadily, hoping that I’ll open them again to be in a different, more real and stable place
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French, work, Drugs and Justice, and now I will spend the rest of my day vegging out, reading, and shopping.
I’ve got Paranormal Activity 3 and 50/50 to watch, not to mention the Breaking Bad episode I was supposed to watch yesterday—maybe I’ll even have some of my strawberry ale. I also got another $18 in tips today and I haven’t been shopping in a long time, so...
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Cutest thing I have ever seen.
I am okay. Everything is okay.
I’ve got my priorities in check, people in check, strawberry ale in check, job in check, school in check, and Self mostly in check. Everything is being maintained.
Also, lady next door singing some slidey song, I CAN HEAR YOU.
louiswalsh:
The third rule of Fight Club is to have fun and try your best.
There is some music I only like because it is so emotional. I can’t stand music that doesn’t sound like any amount of substance is put into it. Even when a song is dramatic and dark and sad, I love listening to it when I’m maybe happy or uplifted because I love to feel the sensations a great, heavy song gives me.
Y’know?
She looked to me like she was wearing thin
Life would seem more hopeful if I didn’t feel emotionally and physically like shit right now.
Today has been The Worst.
Not how I wanted to spend my Saturday
Not how I wanted to spend my Friday
I wish I could get out of this metal fog
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I was too proud and naive.
My philosophy professor was right about me—I don’t know what I’m feeling.
It was disguised and dancing in front of me at the same time, the whole time.
This week, I felt like I’ve been dreaming deep series of premonitions and I just woke up in a start. I understand why everything seemed so coincidental now. Is it a coincidence that all I want to do right now is sleep?
I feel blatantly stupid and contradictory of everything I ever wanted to be.
So I have decided. I’m going shopping for a fancy dress tomorrow with my tip money. Maybe I’ll even buy something that’s over 15 dollars (gasp).
p.s. I want a cookie
I had a great first day at work, once I was at work. My coworkers are so nice and fun to be around! I’m pretty proud of myself for being able to do everything so smoothly as it was pretty much my first time in that sort of environment and under that kind of pressure. I handled it well and I didn’t get flustered at all! I even get any sandwich I want and free soda or tea refills during...
YOU GUYS I’m going to be working as a paid employee tomorrow. I’ve wanted/needed a job for so long…and now the time has finally come…and at such a cool place. wut do i wear lol Oh yeah and I have a French exam tomorrow before work, so I have to study for that right now and stuff…whatever. I mean he only told us about the exam on Monday so it’s not...