Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Case of the Sundays
Instead of doing my homework, I'm watching bad quality episodes of Sex and the City with Chinese subtitles. I haven't left the building, and I had an unfortunately taco-like burrito around 2.
Sometimes it's inexplicable how pathetic my Sundays can be.
Sometimes it's inexplicable how pathetic my Sundays can be.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
From Hipstercrite: Narcissitic Twenty-Something Lament
"I've only come to realize that it will never truly make sense. There will be many moments of clarity, but the picture will always remain hazy and off in the distance.
New experiences will happen time and time again. You will fail. You will succeed. You will feel unbridled joy and unimaginable pain. You will be good at your job. Maybe you won't know what the hell you want to do until you're 50. You will meet someone you want to spend the rest of your life with. Maybe this person doesn't love you back. You climb to the very top of the corporate ladder. You get laid off. You get married to someone you maybe didn't love as much as another. Maybe you live with someone that you never grow tired of waking up next to. Maybe you'll start your own company. You will have a child. Four children. Maybe you can't have children. Maybe you will get divorced. Maybe your spouse will die. You will lose all your hair. Maybe you'll get fat. Maybe you'll live in that 4,000 square foot house like you always wanted to. Maybe you stay home to take care of your aging parents. You'll get sued, win the Nobel peace prize, go into the Army, get arrested, save a life, almost drown, invent a special fry cooker, start a non-profit organization, go to psychotherapy, adopt a rescue dog, never know how to be a good parent, travel the world. You'll long for somewhere you once lived, or have never been. You'll dream about your first love. Maybe you will die at 40 of a heart attack. Maybe one day you give up. Or maybe you will live to 100, your life full of love and happiness and you will ease on understanding that it's all ok."
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New experiences will happen time and time again. You will fail. You will succeed. You will feel unbridled joy and unimaginable pain. You will be good at your job. Maybe you won't know what the hell you want to do until you're 50. You will meet someone you want to spend the rest of your life with. Maybe this person doesn't love you back. You climb to the very top of the corporate ladder. You get laid off. You get married to someone you maybe didn't love as much as another. Maybe you live with someone that you never grow tired of waking up next to. Maybe you'll start your own company. You will have a child. Four children. Maybe you can't have children. Maybe you will get divorced. Maybe your spouse will die. You will lose all your hair. Maybe you'll get fat. Maybe you'll live in that 4,000 square foot house like you always wanted to. Maybe you stay home to take care of your aging parents. You'll get sued, win the Nobel peace prize, go into the Army, get arrested, save a life, almost drown, invent a special fry cooker, start a non-profit organization, go to psychotherapy, adopt a rescue dog, never know how to be a good parent, travel the world. You'll long for somewhere you once lived, or have never been. You'll dream about your first love. Maybe you will die at 40 of a heart attack. Maybe one day you give up. Or maybe you will live to 100, your life full of love and happiness and you will ease on understanding that it's all ok."
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Monday, March 22, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Dear 2010,
I had such high hopes for you.
You've really let me down.
There's more, but I've now decided that I have to compile a "Things I Love" list to offset this. Except I'm going to study for my PR midterm for a little. You can expect that tomorrow!
You've really let me down.
Things that suck:
- My parents are moving out of the house I love (into a house I like, but in a new town...it won't be the same)
- My grandfather, who is in his 80s and has never been sick before, is getting it all at once
- I can't decide if I should go visit him over spring break, without any family, alone to deal
- I can't get in touch with someone I need to talk to, and I can't be too persistent
- Some of my friends are going to Canada, and I decided a month ago that I wasn't going to go (I shouldn't have given this up)
- This is my last spring break as a college student
- I haven't gotten paid in over a month
- My dog will eventually (sooner rather than later) need to get surgery on his ears
- I have a midterm in 2 hours that I can't bring myself to care about
- I have a midterm on Wednesday that I can't bring myself to care about
- It's 60 degrees outside and I'm at work. At the end of the day, I'll have been inside from 12:30-7:35 (minimal breaks don't count)
- My parents are moving out of the house I love (into a house I like, but in a new town...it won't be the same)
- My grandfather, who is in his 80s and has never been sick before, is getting it all at once
- I can't decide if I should go visit him over spring break, without any family, alone to deal
- I can't get in touch with someone I need to talk to, and I can't be too persistent
- Some of my friends are going to Canada, and I decided a month ago that I wasn't going to go (I shouldn't have given this up)
- This is my last spring break as a college student
- I haven't gotten paid in over a month
- My dog will eventually (sooner rather than later) need to get surgery on his ears
- I have a midterm in 2 hours that I can't bring myself to care about
- I have a midterm on Wednesday that I can't bring myself to care about
- It's 60 degrees outside and I'm at work. At the end of the day, I'll have been inside from 12:30-7:35 (minimal breaks don't count)
There's more, but I've now decided that I have to compile a "Things I Love" list to offset this. Except I'm going to study for my PR midterm for a little. You can expect that tomorrow!
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Dear anyone who is actually reading,
Friday, March 5, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
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