March 2010
37 posts
“Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you...”
– Albert Schweitzer (via quote-book) (via aimhsar)
Virginia & Maryland? ...Virgin...Mary. O_O
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rjfizz:
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lol, more like Queen Elizabeth, the VIRGIN Queen and Queen Henrietta MARIA, wife of Charles I. (Sadly, I didn’t look that up; this is all a product of my European History class). But here are some brownie points for creativity!
Haha, yeah. I remember how the states were named. I was just mind-blown because I never realized the coincidental “Virgin...
Virginia & Maryland? ...Virgin...Mary. O_O
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I wanted to touch on this more than the other things in my last post.
People should stop bashing on themselves when showcasing talents.
Really. There. That’s the truth. I mean, while taking English 1, I learned that I should help prove my point by considering in a paragraph the viewpoint of the side I’m disagreeing with. So, I absolutely understand that our young selves really...
Things on my mind:
Pictures that can track recent viewers is a scary idea.
It’d be pretty neat to be famous. Not for the attention, but to get in touch with some other famous people. Muwahaha. And to have even the smallest amount of potential to influence a mass amount of people in a positive way. I’d hate to be a celebrity though — screw that.
It’s sort of a helpless feeling to care about...
WatchThere has never been a better combination of two awesome things.
Not since cookies and cream…if that even counts.
White lies?
A white lie is telling him that his/her haircut is pretty badass,
even though it’s really ugly as hell.
A white lie isn’t telling him/her you’re faithful and always will be,
even though you’ve already cheated.
A white lie is telling your parents you love their Christmas present,
even though it’s just a bag of socks.
A white lie isn’t...
A lot of people hate trash-talkers, especially on Xbox Live. They think they have nothing better to do, or they’re all talk and no play. Maybe they cheat, too. But I’ve come to realize…that the Jedi didn’t whine when the Sith talked trash to ‘em! Screw complaining about it — let’s be Jedi and own them anyway! Muwahaha!
Upstairs at night > Downstairs at night
Things on my mind:
I think my parents never buy solid flavors of ice cream and instead buy flavors that consist of nuts and marshmallows all in one because when ice cream is on sale, it’s best to get “more” in order to put the money to good use. I dislike nuts in my ice cream — you don’t have to chew on ice cream, but once nuts get in there, you’re responsible...
My friend says they’re hiring at the American Apparel down in DC. Up in DC? Right in DC. Anyway, for about two or three seconds, I considered it. But do I seriously wanna work at a place that literally requires you to be good-looking? A place that requires you to send in a picture of yourself before an application? Hell no. But I do like how the store’s right next to Fro Zen Yo....
“It’s okay to have dirty thoughts of other girls. Or check ‘em out. Or flirt a little. Just as long as you don’t take action.” — Dude in a relationship
To a certain degree, it’s true. To a very, very low degree. Guys, even girls, tend to check other people out. We do it to celebrities, acknowledge it at the mall, and at the end of the day, it’s who...
Lately at my college, I’ve learned/realized…
White people at my school can’t dance.
White kids drink more, black kids smoke weed more.
I get along easily with black people. Thanks to Oxon Hill.
Most people I befriend are nerdy at heart. Secret art school requirement?
The more skill a person lacks, the less time they originally cared about school.
There are a hell of a lot...
You can’t believe in the words “real people aren’t perfect” and forsake those who make mistakes.
You can’t say you’ve got it “the worst” when you don’t know crap about other people’s lives.
You can’t cry and say “all guys are the same” to a guy who actually listens to your problems.
You’ll never grow up if...
T.M.I.
Some things can’t be unheard or unimagined.
I like to jump a couple of feet from rug to rug in my house.
The cold hardwood floor is lava.
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Filipinos, you aren’t the only ones who are late. All Asians tend to be late. If it isn’t because you can’t drive (like me), it’s because you want an excuse to get to the food as soon as possible before it gets cold. Actually, Black people are very much late, as well — mostly late to class. Or, in fact, I’m sure White people are also pretty late; it took...
I don't get obsessed. I get very passionate!
I don’t list pet peeves, but if I did, being inexplicably ignored/avoided just made my top three.
Either they’ve finally hung out with me long enough to see my silly side (and became annoyed or dulled by it), or Ron and Hermione are starting to want their alone time while Harry (that’d be me) is left in the spooky hedge maze. Maybe not that metaphor exactly, but something like...
Strange thing happened this evening. After a movie with Rashmia, Marion, Cameron, and Skip (Alice in Wonderland really is an acid trip, by the way), I headed home via the trains. I was way too early, but it’s better than stressing about the time in a rush, right? Anyway, I finally sat down at my bus stop where this old lady with all-black clothes and unkempt hair who was surrounded in bags...
Little children cursing up a hurricane, posing with unlit cigarettes and empty bottles of alcohol, or little girls attempting to dance like Britney Spears is not cute. It isn’t adorable. That one boy who was dancing to Wonder Girls? That’s hilarious. It’s a boy dancing like a girl, and he’s Asian, so how is that not funny? Actually, it wouldn’t even be bad if it was a...
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Just for those on here who follow me and have one, and I don’t know that you do. (What’s that, like two people?) Starting this week, I’ve officially lost some chances of productivity in life a third time.
Being third-wheeled sucks. Field trip to an art gallery today. My two best friends in college aren’t in a relationship of any sort, but they might as well be. I felt so invisible half of the class. It’s actually pretty funny, but it still plucked a nerve or three. Let’s go to McDonald’s! You’re getting some later, Russell? Okay, us two will just go on ahead. We...
