December 2011
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"you just want to be like harry potter"
is what people tell me when i say i’m a gryffindor.
there are no ways in which i am not a gryffindor. “stubborn as shit”, “loyal to the point of unnecessary”, and “pretty much a bro” are basically my middle names.
also michael is totally hufflepuff and he doesn’t believe me. he’s convinced he’s ravenclaw.
MICHAEL JAR JAR BINKS IS...
hostility and visceral reactions.
so i guess, in continuing with this week’s apparent theme of gratuitous self-reflection, i’ve been thinking a lot more about my reactions to things, and i feel like i’m better understanding why i react the way i do.
for instance:
michael had said to me (maybe a month ago) that he was thinking about trying pot brownies with some friends.
i feel like i’m a pretty...
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laisays replied to your post: writing has more to do with a lack of other activities than a lack of actual time.
LOL I TOTALLY HAD THIS DAY LAST YEAR
did it pass?! are you still alive?! are you a woman now?!?!??
i told someone about it today and they were like “that’s not really what being an adult is about…?”
YES IT IS.
(probably. i mean i wouldn’t really know,...
writing has more to do with a lack of other...
seriously i am just bored and lonely.
spent most of today either trying to call people, missing peoples calls, or getting a hold of them and then missing their calls again, and so on and so forth.
spent the rest of today watching makeup tutorials/anime.
god what is my life i don’t even wear makeup!
actually i’d kind of like to.
i don’t necessarily think i’m pretty...
metaphors for nostalgia
i remembered my old xanga from high school/college part 1.
it’s an interesting read, and it’s….different.
i wish i wrote on here more frequently. i have all of these thoughts colliding in my brain, and no where to put them because i am too lazy to type on a phone and don’t usually have access to internet on anything other than my phone.
anyway, my old xanga posts were...
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mind games for the thick-skulled.
i wish i knew what to do in these situations.
i wish i knew what it is that makes michael so volatile.
i wish i knew how to explain my feelings in a way that doesn’t make him furious, and i wish i didn’t always end up feeling like it’s entirely my fault.
i know i’m right. at least i think i do. but i’m always willing to sacrifice being right in order to make...
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welp.
two guinness and i’m gone, apparently.
drunk tumbling?
i think so.