December 2011
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Merry Christmas and stuff
I guess.
Doesn’t feel like Christmas. But it’s kinda been like that for a few years, now. The past two years I’ve been in Florida with my family, so it’s almost weird being up north for Christmas this year.
Oh well.
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November 2011
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“Because in the end you can’t always choose what to keep. You can only...”
– Ally Condie — “Crossed”
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Today was a day like any other...
Until I got an email telling me that an assignment that’s due on Monday (that’s two days from now) has been entirely changed.
And I did this assignment already, as per the original instructions.
Yesterday.
THIS IS WHY I PROCRASTINATE.
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“Unless it’s mad, passionate, extraordinary love, it’s a waste of your time....”
– Dream for an Insomniac (via quote-book)
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Happy Thanksgiving!
I can’t wait to eat all that delicious turkey tomorrow. Turkey and mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce and stuffing and carrots and string beans and PIE. All I care about anymore is food. I’m gaining approximately three pounds per day, and I love it. Love. Because everyone else in America is gaining weight right now too. There’s no way anyone currently trying to lose weight...
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FINALLY SOME TIME OFF
And how am I going to celebrate this Thanksgiving break?
By doing absolutely nothing but listening to music and reading and gorging myself on abhorrent amounts of junk food as dictated by today’s trip to the grocery store.
And being thankful for it!
Can’t believe the semester is nearly over, man. It feels like it just started, but it’s actually been three months. Before I know...
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“There comes a time when you look into the mirror and you realize that what you...”
– Tennessee Williams (via aurelle)
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One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, four – I suck down drinks with a wince until I’m drunk enough to suck ‘em down and not wince. It’s Friday, the start of the weekend, and that means I’ve got a full week of shit to forget about, just like every other weekend that ever has been and probably ever will be. Tonight I won’t remember that exam I failed on Tuesday or that on Wednesday I cheated on...
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This is the part where my life could change...
…forever.
So they say “don’t worry about it, could be nothing.” But I can’t be so flippant about something like this.
Just gotta hope for the best.
500daysof-emily-deactivated2012 asked: Hey, I found your tumblr through the bondi beach tag... I see that you studied at the University of Sydney and was wondering what the requirements are for studying there? or was it a year exchange with your university?
October 2011
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And then I dream about my ex? Really?
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I just had a revelation...
As lonely as I am, I don’t really want a relationship right now.
I don’t think I have ever not wanted a relationship, except during the healing process when my ex broke my heart. EVER. October 29th, let’s remember the day.
Kind of takes the meaning out of my life, right now. But I realized that anything I were to start, I would want to be long-term, because that’s just...
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It would almost slip out sometimes, when I wasn’t paying close enough attention to my words – the “L Bomb.” It tried several times to escape during that final, deep intake of breath at the end of a particularly hard laughing fit. It fought away from my lips that I could barely keep clasped together when we stared at each other late at night, struggling to control our teenage antics.
It caught me...
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ebon-yoyo asked: Soooo will I ever see you again? Just curious, I mean we do go to the same school and everything.
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...And counting
So busy, all the time… No time for me. Can’t keep up with homework, my job, reading, writing, music, TV, exercise, cooking, cleaning, oh and sleeping. I have no social life to speak of.
Next semester won’t be any better.
Made a countdown on my wall a couple weeks ago, until graduation. 191 to go (since it’s past midnight). Accio, May 5th.
I’m not built for all...
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Black, perfect black. Not the fake, almost-black-but-kinda-gray black. Real black. That’s what I feel inside of me all the time. There is no light, just the absence of it. There is no color, no warmth, just dark, cold, solid blackness that grows bit by bit each day. It started as a numbness in my fingers, right at the very tips. After a while it started to tingle, like when your leg falls asleep....
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September 2011
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That smell. It’s so familiar, where does it come from? I can’t place it, in the physical sense, the here and now. It follows me, it’s evanescent, it comes and it goes. But in the meaningful sense, the then and never again, its place is ingrained in me forever. It’s in my blood, under my skin, on my lips. It’s you.
I find you in my sheets, where you haven’t lain. In my new room at my new place, in...
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Gone forever
As in, I have been. I moved back to school about a month ago and everything has been non-stop since then. I seriously was not prepared. Time just disappears, and as much as I want time to fly by so that May will get here so I can graduate and peace out forever, there is not enough of it in any given individual day.
Annoying, these contradictions that I live.
Really though, my life these days...