I have been very busy these past two weeks, and I like it! It makes me feel like I’m being productive and doing something with my life other than drinking my college years away. This is very enjoyable.
My legs are getting shitloads stronger. Again, this is very enjoyable.
I am rambling because I got to class 25 minutes early because I had to turn something in elsewhere, and decided to stop by CLICS to fuck around. Better than sitting in the rain bored and miserable, right?
I have practice in the rain. This is not very enjoyable.
I have been very happy lately. The side effects of working out. :D
K, class is starting in 13 minutes. I’m ending this. Peace, ninjas
“I don’t try to imagine a God; it suffices to stand in awe of the structure of the world, insofar as it allows our inadequate senses to appreciate it.”—Albert Einstein (via reluctantbuddha) (via quote-book)
I feel like ever since I’ve got here, I’m getting more and more disconnected from my old world. Sometimes, it irks me that I haven’t been keeping in touch with my old friends as much as I should but other times, I feel like I’m having too much fun meeting new people and doing new things with those new people.
I suppose what I’m trying to convey is, I miss my old friends, despite the fact that I’m doing a pretty terrible job expressing it.
Don’t worry, Priscilla. This won’t last forever. You were thrown into an entirely new environment, and it’s only normal to get caught up in the hype. Once everything calms down and you get used to living in college, things will go back to normal. And I’m sure your friends understand. They know what you’re going through.
You eat, you're fat. You don't eat, you're a freak. You drink, you're an alcoholic. You don't drink, you're a pussy. You read, you're a nerd. You don't read, you're stupid. You tell a secret, you're an attention seeker. You don't tell a secret, you're still attention seeking. You let someone in, you're easy. You don't let someone in, you're too uptight. You smoke, you think you're cool. You don't smoke, you're a loser. You've had sex, you're a slut. You haven't had sex, you're a frigid little bitch. You wear make up, you're a slag. You don't wear make up, you're ugly. You can't please anyone. Ever.
Get at least a B in Physics, and at least one A. HUM can lick.
Finish at least one book. Following choices so far: - Choke by Chuck Palahniuk - Survivor by Chuck Palahniuk - Catch-22 by Joseph Heller - Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut - Hocus Pocus by Kurt Vonnegut - Mein Kampf by Adolf Hitler
Avoid signing onto Facebook everyday. Manage a week if possible.
Spend max $100 per 2 weeks.
Only drink on special occasions (birthdays)
Avoid smoking — max 2 times.
I hope I can fulfill at least five of these goals. Over 50% seems successful to me. :| Let the games begin?
This is my last night in your presence for the next 3 months. You have been good to me these past two weeks and completely boring as fuck the weeks before, but I will miss you dearly. You’ve helped me strengthen my friendship with people, as well as introduce me to new. I’m slightly disappointed I couldn’t enjoy your clear night skies as much as I used to this summer. No watching the meteor shower or just laying on grass hills loving life. Your stars and calmness will be missed in the SD fog. But regardless, thank you for a relaxing summer, and I’ll see you this winter.
The mom i babysit for is sooo lucky. so there’s this guy who paid for her room in the VIP section, paid for our dinner, and room service and gave her 200$ to gamble with!!!!! they’re not even going out…
omgshhhh haha damn i wish i was in her shoes right now
Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad
Happy Ellie Goulding - Under the Sheets Kaskade & Deadmau5 - I Remember (Vocal Mix) Katy Perry - Teenage Dream Mike Posner - Delta 1406 Swedish House Mafia ft. Pharell - One Telepopmusik - Breathe
Sad Boyz II Men - End of the Road (Acapella) Gabe Bondoc - Gentlemen Don’t Jon McLaughlin - So Close Matt Cusson - Comfortable (Cover) Ryan Tedder - The Look Teddy Geiger - Confidence (For You I Will) Usher - Separated
Hyped All Time Low - Weightless All Time Low - Dear Maria, Count Me In Cute Is What We Aim For - There’s A Class For This Mayday Parade - Jamie All Over Mayday Parade - Kids in Love We The Kings - Secret Valentine
Mad Rage Against the Machine - Guerilla Radio Red Jumpsuit Apparatus - Face Down Red Jumpsuit Apparatus - Misery Loves its Company Red Jumpsuit Apparatus - Atrophy
I’m honestly shocked at how much I hate living with my brother than I do with my parents. It’s fucking ridiculous. It’s like living with a Nazi father and I’m the Jew. I’m not a fucking child. Talk to me like I’m your sister. Don’t yell at me like I’m retarded or so inferior to you. Obviously I’m not as mature as you, but I’ll learn with experience. Give me time and let me learn the same mistakes as you did. I understand that you’re talking from experience, but you’re taking away from my right to live like a regular teenager. Understand that I’m not fucking 12 nor 23. I’m 18. Treat me like I’m your peer and not your child. You don’t have to fucking babysit me.
Two, you are a fucking hypocrite. Do you know how many nights I stayed awake in middle school listening to you and your friends yell at the top of your lungs? Do you know how many times I told you guys politely to be quiet until I finally gave up and just lied there until school started? Do you fucking realize that last week you DRANK ON A THURSDAY NIGHT? Don’t fucking tell me that I’m being disrespectful to this family on a Monday night. Don’t fucking complain to me and mom about how I’m never there when you were NEVER home from high school through college. I don’t even remember seeing you at the dinner table half the fucking time. Don’t fucking yell at me for putting my friends over my family. Yeah, I made plans on Father’s Day, and I cancelled them because you yelled at me. Yet here we are, making plans for our first family vacation in FIVE FUCKING YEARS, and you bail because you have plans with your friends. We postponed it for you, and we can’t go again because the NFL draft is on. Do you realize how much mom wanted to go on this trip? Do you realize how many times mom and dad complain when we’re on trips that you’re not fucking there? Last time we went on a “family” trip, you stayed with your friends in a fucking motel and visited us only once that entire weekend. Don’t you fucking dare say that I’m insensitive to this family. Don’t say I’m disrespectful. Don’t say that I’m never there. Don’t you fucking dare. You’ve been pulling all this shit for YEARS, and you don’t even realize your own faults. I’m sick and tired of you telling me what to do while you’re free to do whatever the fuck you want. You tell me to grow up? I am. I’m learning. You on the other hand need to step down from that fucking pedestal you’ve created for yourself and come back down to reality. You’re not perfect.
As much as I’d want to tell you all this, I can’t. You’re so caught up in respect that you don’t understand how ridiculous you’re making yourself look. As much of a reasonable guy that you are, you’re fucking power crazy when it comes to dealing with me. Let me argue with you like normal siblings. Let me have a normal sibling relationship with you. It’s not your job to raise me. It’s not your job to lecture me. Your only job is to help me and be there when the family problems go to shits. Stick with me when mom and dad are acting like children. Help me deal with my adolescent problems without judging me. Just be my motherfucking brother, god damnit.
There’s not much to be proud of. I hung out with Ben and some friends, socialized, got out of the house, and more notsoimportant things. If anything, I’m proud of the fact that I’ve successfully been getting out of the house and away from this Hitler reincarnation sleeping in the next room. Hallelujah.
Easy. To lose weight. I’ve gained way too much weight since the beginning of college. I’ve eaten my way through my meal points and drank my way to somewhat of a beer belly. It’s disgusting and my endurance is shit. As soon as I get back to SD, and probably before that, I’m hitting the gym as much as I possibly can. No joke. This is all going away soon.
A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you
I honestly don’t know. As I said, I consider myself the jack of all trades. Nothing out there really impacts me more than anything else. And there aren’t that many people that I hold close in my life for long periods of time. I mean, there are my best friends, but in reality, as much as I love them, we always have our falling out. It’s an on and off relationship for those that actually stay. So I guess the obvious choice would be my family, but really.. They haven’t taught me much. It was mainly me growing up without them. Admittedly, they’ve taught me to be the person I am today, but only half through legitimate raising and half through rebellion. I’m not sure. Through all this rambling, I’m going to assume that no one else had a “bigger” impact on my life but maybe myself if that’s even possible. Everyone else has had a pretty equal or lesser influence.