have the busiest day of my summer on only five hours of sleep. I woke up at 9:30, played tennis from ten to twelve, went to lunch, came back to my house, played ping pong and piano with Naser, Jerry, Andrew, and Alan, they left, picked up Andre, watched Ratatouille, took brother to his all-star game, came back home, watched the rest of Ratatouille with Andre, took other brother to all-star...
what to report. Graduation took place exactly a week ago. It all felt so surreal, like, really? this is the end? I still find it hard to believe. I’m done with high school; no more Washington, no more football games, no more dances, no more lockers, no more bullshitting and easing through classes, no more sports, no more spirit week, no more six classes a day every day, no more class of...
See the animal
foxsky: in his cage that you built Are you sure what side you’re on? Better not look him too closely in the eye Are you sure what side of the glass you are on? See the safety of the life you have built, Everything where it belongs. Feel the hollowness inside of your heart, And it’s all right where it belongs What if everything around you Isn’t quite as it seems? What if all the world...
I may be outrageously nice,
but my temper is unbelievably short. Remember that.
I only got five hours of sleep last night. Grad night is going to knock me out.
That was a little more action than a bargained for. LOL what a night. I went to CVS after work to pick up some saran-wrap. Then, I went home and changed, and picked up Salman, who just arrived from Texas. He’ll be here for a month! I’m so glad. =) Anyway, we drive over to WHS. The whole time he’s gently warning me, “we gotta park in the shadows, we gotta be quiet,”...
I’m forced to cope with loss. I must walk the tightrope once again. On one side of the rope lies the ignorance and headstrong forgetfulness to rise above the loss. On the other lies the sorrow and suffering of falling victim to the loss, and fighting tooth and nail to prevent it. I’ve stood at the top of the starting platform, and now I’ve been shoved out onto the rope. Only...
You got a baby in there?– My brother Robert asked a heavy-set man this when he was three years old. LOL
I'm SO glad
Flash 10.1 is finally out. It should’ve been this way like 2 years ago. Now, HD flash videos don’t devour my CPU. Before, playing 720p videos would use 70-80% of it’s capacity, and 1080p would hit 100% and lag occasionally. And my CPU is no chump. Now, 720p plays at 20%, and 1080p at 30%. THANK YOU. I still hate Adobe software though.
Our roles within the relationship are not defined by gender. They’re defined by...– Romano, making a very nice and thoughtful case for marriage of all kinds. (via newsweek)
ever fucking say I didn’t try.
Ears red hot,
teeth chattering, body shivering, gut wrenching, throat aching, and the taste of vomit in my mouth. That’s what I get for trying to fix things. I’m going to bed.
Fortune Cookie love.
Sarah: No she says stuff like.
Sarah: "I fell in love but it's his fault for tripping me."
Sarah: And I'm like.
Sarah: What fucking fortune cookie did you GET that from?
Sarah: And no bitch, it's your fault for not looking where you're going.
Sarah: And I'm surprised your fat didn't bounce you back up.
Sarah: Or break something when you landed.
Sarah: NAH I didn't say that.
I think Tumblr
should keep the greyish-black background forever. x)
My sister is amazing.
Clare: Because I know that...
Clare: there are 6 billion people are on this planet.
Clare: And there is more than just one out there for me.
Clare: You can't be with someone and feel wholly loved, desired, and accepted until YOU believe you deserve those things, and accept yourself.
Dear lord, why doesn't every woman see it this way?
Today, I woke up at 6:30 to work at my dad’s restaurant. The Art and Wine Festival is this weekend in Sunnyvale, which means big crowds, thirsty people, drunk people, and lots of glasses to wash. That was essentially my job: staying behind the bar and washing the glasses and cups. Occasionally I would make a margarita or clean off some tables. I worked from nine in the morning to nine at...
You guys are gonna make me pee!– Caleb Olsen, Eric Olsen’s six-year-old brother.
I’d rather be chasing rainbows than moping in the rain.– Something I wrote a while back. I don’t like to fluff my feathers as a writer, but I like this line.
wait. I’ve done everything in my power that I’m willing to do. I’ve gone as far as I’m willing to go. I won’t press the issue any further, and I won’t try to fix it myself. The word is out, my thoughts expressed, and that’s all I can do. The only thing left for me to do is wait. And hope for a response. I still don’t even understand why this is...