Weird by nature.
April 27, 2010
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YES
April 11, 2010
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This is what the solar system would sound like if the planets were notes
nikoline:looklifeintheeyes:geetarooman:chloeelise:frogsandcrowns:pearldream:breathingvioletfog:sore-thumbelina:
April 10, 2010
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It’s been a while since this song came out, but everytime it gives me chills.
<3
April 6, 2010
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I was working at the Loaves and Fishes homeless shelter downtown today and I helped this elderly guy with an oxygen tank who looked exactly how Dave Grohl would look when he gets old. I wanted to take a picture with him because he was a spitting image, but I figured it was rude.
*sigh*
April 5, 2010
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I’ve looked for you in every corner of the internet for months, looked on every file sharing website and found nothing; I gotcha now.
Bitch.
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Dreamy dimension
Hmmm… looking back at my older posts, I wonder if I was drunk when I wrote them, hahaha. Whatever, I’m not very good at organizing my thoughts, lol.
Spring break has seen the weirdest (or maybe the truest) of me. I tried pot for the first time and it didn’t go too well. When I was high, I saw everything somewhat lopsided and through a shuttered ‘tracking’ VHS vision. Everything I’d babble on about was about the 90’s: Battletoads, SEGA genesis, even Madonna. I felt ridiculous amounts of nostalgia… So, basically, it seems like weed brings out the kid in me… the-sugared-out, brain-dead-from-videogames kid in me.
The next day (Tuesday) wasn’t fun at all. I was severely depressed and I felt like I wasn’t even in the right dimension. Everything was wrong and I was gone. Just filled with apathy and lost in this subtle, but low and dreamy feeling. I wonder if the real me is lost. The feeling was so familiar, it was bizarre.
Anyways, things are much better now; I’m off of a black cloud 9 and back on Earth, appreciating what I have and trying to make the best of what I don’t.
September 5, 2009
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Getting upset.
It sure seems like something that someone would definitely blog about, wouldn’t it? I mean, besides posting cool stuff we find on the internet, we spend some good time bitching in our blogs.
I won’t deny it the least bit, I’ve done this on several occasions. People used to tell me that it was silly or superfluous when I’d blog about my feelings when I was in a bad mood. I’d tell them “You know, you might not blog very often, so maybe blogging doesn’t mean much to you. The bloggers like to use this as an outlet, as something theraputic.” They’d just shrug me off and still think the same way.
The thing is that the past few times where I’ve gotten upset, I’ve had zero desire to log my pain on the internet. It didn’t even come up in my mind until I had already found resolution with the other person in my problem.Now… I wonder, is it true that making your blog when you complain a public diary? Is it actually silly? Or is it okay because it means something to it’s writer?
September 3, 2009
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Harmonizing in music is such a beautiful thing.
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Ba da ba ba ba.
I’M LOVIN’ IT.
“Artichokes” by Maps & Atlases- Has been played 1 times.
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Two part blog post.
I’ve noticed lately that a lot of my friends are girls. I have about 4 male friends to whom I actually talk every or every other day. I have 5 or 6 friends who are girls to whom I talk a lot. Besides them, I know/ talk to 289749 girls (actually, minus 289719). It’s kind of strange when I think about how this happened. I realize that it’s because the girls are the ones who came up to talk to me, usually.Most d00ds are people I met through since-childood guy friends.
This may be because I am more comfortable around girls because the ones I meet tend to be smarter or more thoughtful people. On the other hand, a lot of my girlfriends have lost me through committing infidelities, so it’s a wonder why I trust girls so much.
Apparently, the gender balance in my network of friends is a little odd.
Anyways, the other thing I wanted to talk about has to do with friends also. Sometimes I wonder what kind of person I’d be if I was friends with those I secretly wish were my friends also. You know what I mean, those people that everyone likes who are witty, smart and usually nonchalant. On the other hand, I really like the person I am now. I’m kind, chivalrous, generous, resourceful, helpful, respectful… Okay, that’s enough of singing my own praises, haha. The main reason why I am who I am now is because of my friends; birds of a feather flock together. Everything works out then :]
What I have learned today:
I’m no bromantic.
I appreciate my friends a whole lot.
