December 2009
60 posts
Bold all the things you’ve done in 2009.
lololololzach:
marissamuffin:
rachhhb:
Did something you said you would never do.
Paid for someone who said they would pay you back but never did.
Lied about where you were.
Discovered a new musician.
Made something for a friend.
Got a new phone.
Got a new iPod/Zune/Mp3 player.
Watched three or more episodes of Saturday Night Live.
Made fun of someone.
Created a Tumblr.
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i need to open a book and not a laptop every once in awhile.
spicy chicken nuggets at wendy’s. gotta manage my money..
i’ve grown bored with the internet. whatt?!!? so i’m going to watch “bones” and/or a beautiful mind. tomorrow’s going to be a good day.
i’ve spent too much time focused on what i’m not, and what i’ll never be.
kallibergevain:
remember how yesterday i said i wanted to do something exciting and dangerous and whatever else i said that i can’t remember at the moment. well that time has come. and it is tomorrow. whose up for it?
mememememememe. funny, somewhere in there it starts saying “em” :) like my name, haha. that sounds excellent. i think we should go sledding on a dangerous hill.
i almost totally spun out while driving to work today. thought i was going to be late… turns out i was 45 minutes early.
needless to say, all those years playing racing games at arcades allowed me to get my car into control after the few swerves it undertook. who says video games never help anything?
and is it bad to say… the whole thing was rather fun! i wasn’t even scared....
i can’t get through the thick of it…
do we constantly get what we don’t want, or just consistently want what we don’t have?
it seems as though we are each completely different. and that this was on purpose. that we were made to be ourselves, because we were made as ourselves to then question everything about ourselves. everyone, then, has their own questions of...
danggit. yesterday’s soda fluke has been compensated. two sodas today. i really don’t want to be awake until the sun comes up though.
i’m okay with going to work in a little bit. curious to see how 3ish hours of sleep matches up to 8 hours working. experiments, experiments
did i forget to mention, i drank a soda today. and i didn’t like it.
hello world
it’s nice to feel ya
it’s somewhat nice, at least.
is this God’s way of ending a circle right back at the start?
i think i need to get out of this town. yes, that sounds lovely. not even dreams are safe anymore. as if they ever were.
merry christmas eve. let’s hope we never lose youth. not now, not ever. and if we have, let’s find it before we die. there is nothing like not knowing anything about life and people, especially people like yourself, being okay with it.
who wants to come over and eat the pomegranate seeds my dad just extracted from a live pomegranate?
got nothing to do but enjoy sarah’s laptop. don’t want my brain stewing in this “humans annoy the crap out of me” mood. where am i?
i just want to change how i am without changing who i am.
http://www.sapphyr.net/women/helenkeller.htm
an informative little diddly about helen keller. it’s all true!
“Sometimes I wish I wasn’t as conscious as I am. It would be so much easier.”
– River Phoenix // (via nostalgicdreams) (via thelovelybones) (via lloveisaplace)
i like semi successful shopping experiences. :) thanks@marissamuffin and @sunglasseskalli =!
marissamuffin:
does anyone remember what it was that i was like “omg, i’m so tumbling that”? something i believe emily said… it’s gonna bother me!
“compared to me, you’re like pamela anderson!”
so basically everything about the past week is proof of the cliche, “nothing happens the same way twice.”
it’s blowing my freaking mind. but the fact that certain things happen over and over, no matter the subtle differences, proves that change is only a surface level thing. certain instances just kind of stake at your heart, and you can decorate or paint that stake as many...
adsfadfasd, kalli call!
i miss the show pimp my ride.
i want to get mad, i don’t want to get irritated.
i want to be happy, i don’t want to be complacently content.
they’re excuses for emotions anyways.
thought of today:
is it possible to be content with, or accepting of, knowing that what you want most can never really be attained? and is there ever a certain point when you stop wanting something because you know nothing will change to get it? i’ve dug myself into a ridiculous hole.
hey, who wants to buy me a high e string for christmas? i snapped mine.
hello feeling.
we know each other well, don’t we? we’ve been together awhile now, you and i. you’ve been in my mind for that long. you are unwanted, but desired with everything in me. i don’t accept you, but i love you. because you are love.
hello. i guess it’s tuesday, and i have a...
i’ve been listening to an incredible amount of amy winehouse lately. it’s really strange. all i want to do is play my guitar to her songs. i love playing the guitar bluesy like.
emily, i love spending time with you :) :)
kallibergevain:
you made my bad day go away.
promise me we’ll still be really really really good friends in college? and we can get an apartment together and decorate it all weird?
of course i promise! oooOOOhhh let’s get tribal art for our apartment, can we, can we?! haha, well.. maybe…
edit: thanks a lot kalli. i love spending time with you too. :) also, listening to gaga and...
ahhh, if only to bury the castle. if it really is a castle at all?
"boy you gotta love someone more than yourself."
elliott smith. waltz no. 2.
“i’m...
i miss my 12 year old self.
angsty, apathetic, depressed, angry, sarcastic, intense. because i actually was able to face what i was without running the opposite way in pretension. i was real. there was nothing in the back of my mind playing things out like a movie, where the problem always has a nice, pretty solution. i didn’t need a solution, i just needed to understand. i was okay with...
does anyone wanna watch mean girls tonight?