December 2010
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Just finished watching Love Actually
Tears, people. Tears.
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Tis the season
I’m having a hard time choosing between locking myself up in my room and going out to find some company.
But then I always remember I don’t have money to go out. Plus my eyes are poofy (I look totally East Asian right now whut up).
Living like Gollum, all day, all night.
Edit: Learned you can’t depend on others to make you happy, but expect them to make you cry for no fucking...
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Law school or not, my mom is kind of...
Me: Hey mom, next time you're in the grocery, can you pick up tampons for me I--
Mom: What? Jamie, you can't wear tampons.
Me: Uhhhh, why?
Mom: Because you're a virgin!
Me: I uh okay I don't see what wait hymen is just some tissue and seriously what the fuck
So who has the holiday blues?
I DO.
Honestly, since Christmas is totally about Love money, it is a bummer to not be the type who gets like tita money gifts or random useless though appreciated mugs with Bible passage quotes or something. But it is a huge bummer to be too broke to buy anyone anything.
Uggggggh.
Not to mention, no one really cares about it at home.
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Step 1: Never work
I should be starting on my plates
I really should
be
starting
on my plates
Side note: I think I’d be awesome if I actually drew often. I’m the worst. I don’t deserve this talent because practice is often unattractive to me.
SLEEP TONIGHT, TOMORROW START ON CALENDAR, SOMEHOW BUY SHOES FOR WEDDING
make sense some other time
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“People are taking the piss out of you everyday. They butt into your life, take a...”
– Banksy (via hannabis, zaschell) (via kitleeen)
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I only feel truly relaxed once the door has been...
The iPod elves are being kind to me tonight.
I don’t remember The Shins being this good. It’s so good. It’s like bacon good. Bacon on a rainy morning. With orange juice. Except in this case the orange juice is the Death Cab that came on right before this song.
I have a feeling some trashy (play-only-when-drunk) ke$ha song is going to come up next on shuffle just because the...
“The fact that anyone can be labeled a slut, at any time, with any level of...”
– from ‘slut panel’ postmortem: “shame, shame, go away” on feministing. the whole piece is very good, but this section was especially good. (via mutations, 63words)
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WANTED: STYLIST/FASHION ADVISER/FAIRY GODMOTHER
Seriously
Edit: Seriously. Help me fix my clothes and shit. Your reward is a place in heaven.
BLAH BLAH SOB BLAH
I still can’t figure out whether it’s about learning to love yourself or turning yourself into something worth loving.
Seriously? Another dramatic blog post?
Yes, fuckers.
Fortunately my lack of sleep makes typing difficult so I’ll have to save the 400 reiterations of “I kind of really hate myself and I probably hate you too” for some other time when I can actually...
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Since I downloaded TweetDeck I have effectively... →
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Identity Crisis of 2010
I think I’ve been confused for a while now. I’ve been going around thinking that my resistance to the forces of fashion trends and social norms (for the most part) was something to applaud, something to be proud of. Something tells me that this battle I’m fighting against conformity is being fought for very different reasons today than when I first began it.
When the rest of the...
