July 2011
Felt good going on a reblogging-my-favorite-post rampage. Got home from work a few hours ago and I’m so tireddddddddddddd. Time to brush the pearly whites and PASS OUT. No work until Monday.
REBLOG IF YOU WANT YOUR FOLLOWERS TO INTRODUCE THEMSELVES!
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Hobbies:I wanna get to know you guys more;P
“Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you’ll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.”
—John Green (via atomos)
lypophrenia: a feeling of saddness seemingly without a cause.
drapetomania: an overwhelming urge to runaway.
escapism: a mental desire to retreat from unpleasant realities through fantasy.
wanderlust: a desire to travel, to understand one’s very existence.
dysania: the state of finding it difficult to get out of bed in the morning.
sanctuary: a small safe place in a troubling world.
metathesiophobia: fear of change
SHUT THE FUCK UP PEOPLE ACTUALLY HAVE HARRY POTTER THEMED WEDDINGS I AM SCREAMING
THESE ARE GORGEOUS LET ME DIE
Dear Future Spouse,
We’re doing this.
You don’t have a choice.
Much Love,
Your Fiancee
reblogging and bookmarking for future reference
this is so fucking cool
“I do not trust people who don’t love themselves and yet tell me, ‘I love you.’ there is an African saying which is: be careful when a naked person offers you a shirt.”
—Maya Angelou (via iamretrokid)
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Let’s face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers don’t groce and hammers don’t ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn’t the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices? Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn’t preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on. English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn’t a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.
” —(via -sorry)Stuff to do today…
SHOWER. Been laying around since I woke up today at noon and it feels great but I don’t wanna waste my precious free days doing nothing. Gotta hit the shower and start the day
I have to clean the room up and fold some clothes cause I’m getting some fresh bug bites and I have a feeling the 4~5 inch spider my mom clubbed to death has some homies up under my bed that are getting me back for snitching on their friend. Vacuum up the floor and spray some bugspray to kill them while I’m out.
Gotta e-mail my supervisor real quick and then hit the gym and get my lifting in and hopefully go for a run sometime in the early evening when it’s light out but not scorching. 100+ degrees…ridiculous man.
Hopefully get some drawing done today and chill with Jung Um and Danny and maybe get some LoL and MS in today. Heeeeeeeeeehe. Time to get stuff done today.
Warning
Since I haven’t been on tumblr for almost a week now, I got some crazy reblogging, liking, and stuff to write about. I got work in 4-5 hours so I gotta sleep but since I’m off tomorrow, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday… I plan to catch up on my sleep, get my Dual Blader, Cygnus, and Evan to 80 (lolmaple) and finish the book I’ve been reading bit by bit when I’m on the toilet. A few stuff to write about including the retreat, this week, and what’s going through my head but for now, I’m gonna get some rest.
People are starting to get annoying and/or just pissing me off. Whether it’s the people from tumblr, MS, school friends, or my parents.
Just recut my HP scar on Skype so the BF could see. Appropriately enough he was drinking out of his butterbeer mug while I was doing so. Nerd love :B
…why would you do this to yourself? i get that i have a harry potter tattoo but omg atleast it’s not ON MY FACE
twatScarring yourself over a book
the mark of a moron
oh my god
oh god why
fucking tard
