February 2012
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oh my...
what have i done…?
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I wish
I was one of those people who got up in the morning and did stuff. Social stuff. Or art stuff. Or yoga. Or something. Running. I wish I liked running. I don’t. I hate running.
I wish breakfast at Carroll started earlier than 11. I would get up and eat and do something.
Anything. Is that weird? Don’t answer that.
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massive amounts of chocolate, tea, art therapy...
WHY IS NONE OF IT WORKING?! i really need to get over stuff. there is no excuse for this. ANGST ANGST ANGST.
… okay i’m better now. thank you.
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I am such a creep sometimes.
But I feel I am a quiet creep. My creepiness isn’t in your face. So it’s okay to be a creep and do some creepin.
Who doesn’t love a good, friendly creep now and again?
But now I’m thinking about how people would react to know that I was creepin on them. Frankly I don’t think they would care too much. Sooooo please excuse me while I continue to creep…
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I wish I was better at singing...
so that way, when I had a song in my head, I could actually sing it. and have it sound pretty. and not awful. like it currently does.
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brisasmith:
popsicleperiwinkle:
anyone who doesnt think spongebob is funny doesnt understand life
this is my fucking jam
I feel like if I don’t reblog a spongebob post, karma will do some serious ass kicking.
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Staying up till 1am on a normal night...
No problem whatsoever. Staying up till 1:30 am on a duty night? Harder than the cinderblock wall I’d be banging my head into if I wasn’t so tired.
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ethosclash replied to your photo: GPOY saturday=comfy ugly sweater awesomness. I’m…
Are ya gonna traumatize your residents into obedience?
that sir, would be the plan. also, i’m sure if the sweater doesn’t get them, wearing leggings as pants will.
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it's 10 o'clock
and I am exhausted. my homework for tomorrow is done (mostly) and i had 2 cups of tea. rewatched alcatraz. i cleaned. i socialized. i social networked. i guess maybe it’s bed time?
I did absolutely nothing productive tonight.
I regret nothing.
January 2012
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The Ode to man pt one
Numberless is the worlds wonders but none more wonderful than man. The stormgrey sea yields to his prows. The huge crests bear him high. Earth, holy and inexhaustible, is graven with shining furrows where his plows have gone year after year, the timeless labor of stallions.
The lightboned birds and beasts that cling to cover, The lithe fish lighting their reaches of dim water are taken; tamed...
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