April 2012
191 posts
“Fine. No more compliments. You do not look good today, your smile is ordinary at...”
– Jack Hodgins from Bones
Umm...Hi.
Note to people who talk to me:
You are not allowed to call yourself ugly. In fact, I will be personally insulted if you do. You are not “unfortunate-looking” or “good-looking, but in a different way” or any other fancy or creative way to avoid the word “beautiful”. Everyone I deal with is extremely attractive. Not just on the inside but also on the outside.
...
What is this feeling?
I have suddenly been hit by the overwhelming urge to paint. I believe this feeling is called “inspiration”. My roommate is going to be so excited for me! (That or somewhat disheartened by the mess I’m about to make). Either way, let the games begin. =]
March 2012
260 posts
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Tired
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I’m tired of being sad. I wish the happy moments lasted longer and that I didn’t feel depression constantly circling around my head and taunting me. I am sick of being lethargic and of the way my entire body aches.
When people describe being depressed it sounds so vague. But it’s not just emotional, it’s physical. My chest feels heavy and every breath takes a...
Holy Grail
I haven’t seen my team for about an hour. I assume they’ve found all the clues. I’m just chilling in jail with the RA’s.
Playlists
I always get the most random songs stuck in my head. For example, right now I have Barbara Manitee from “Silly Songs with Larry” running laps around my brain. Last week it was Put a Banana in Your Ear from the Charlie the Unicorn video.
It gets even more confusing when normal-person songs start intermingling with my childish songs. For example Jar of Hearts often mixes with...
Inspiration
Me: I wanna be that talented at something!
Megan: You have so much free time, I'm pretty sure you could.
Me: That's how I took up painting.
Megan: I notice you haven't done that recently.
Me: I have no inspiration.
Megan: No inspiration? Your life has been chaos!
Yup.
Maybe I should start painting again.
Tornado
Scary, swirly
Spinning, destroying, terrifying
Tearing through the neighborhood
Chaos.
This is my major. Writing cenquain poems about the weather. No wonder I don’t feel like a senior.
OH MY WORD
I am NOT old enough to be a senior in college. I am a child. I am super immature. No way am I so close to finishing college. The end of college always seemed so far away…and seniors always seemed so old! I’m not old!
seniors in college don’t have stuffed animal collections!
they don’t make stupid faces in the mirror to “keep their skin young”
they...
Luke: How was Romeo and Juliet?
Lorelai: Good, but kinda depressing because everyone dies.
Luke: Life can be like that.
I also suddenly don’t remember what I used to do for fun on the internet. Huh. Bummer, it was an exciting 3 minutes while it lasted. Now instead of having fun I have to do homework. BOO.
My computer is back! It’s so beautiful! And I have Windows 7 Ultimate now, so I feel super high-tech. Oh Sharona, how I have missed you. Let’s never fight again!
I have so many thoughts on chapel this week (good thoughts) but I can’t write ANY of them because my computer is off getting fixed! I can’t eloquently explain my many, important musings, ideas, and stories with my phone! That’s insanity!
My life
Lorelai: so you're working?!
Christopher: Yes. At first I kept getting "work" confused with "nap", but now I seem to be getting the hang of it.
“Here is my advice. Fire your hair lady, fire your make-up lady, fire your gay...”
– Ron Burgundy on “Conan”
There’s gonna be an Anchorman 2! =]
Stir Crazy
For the past 2 years I have been itching to travel. I want to see the world. I want to go everywhere, see everything, love everyone, and marvel at God’s beautiful creation. Life is so short and sometimes my heart falters when I realize that I will not be able to physically see everything God put on this earth.
As only one person I will not be able to interact with every society and...
A guy who loves Jesus, reads his bible, and makes...
=D
I am in a really good mood. I don’t have any specific reason, but I intend to make it last. I hope to use all of this sudden bliss to write a lesson using “Where The Wild Things Are”. My reading Instruction class tomorrow is having a “test”. This actually means “teach a lesson and let a stranger grade you”. I hope to impress them with my charm and wiles.
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“I’m sorry, the periodic table just makes me so emotional!”
– Prof Skalac