January 2012
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“People under the age of twenty do not have much costs to pay other than their...”
– My microeconomics professor.
I have decided to start reading the assigned novel for one of my classes that won’t start until Thursday. My goodness. How unusual. What is happening to me? Am I infected with some kind of virus or what? I hope they’re just allergies. Hahaha.
So long, mighty queen of procrastination alter ego. Let us not meet until I’m done with college and filthy rich.
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Week Three.
One Thing || One Direction
Because...
I am 5 hours away from having to painfully drag myself out of my loving bed to go to le torture chamber otherwise known as school, and I am not anywhere near being sleepy.
I should start crying. That’ll exhaust my eyes. Or maybe I’ll just poke my eyeballs.
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My sister wakes up in the middle of the night to...
What is this child.
Can't go back to sleep.
I hate waking up in the middle of my sleep because I have to pee.
ASDFGHJKL. I WANNA FALL BACK TO SLEEP. I’m gonna cry. ㅠ______ㅠ
Is it just me or is everything absurdly funny at 3...
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*Stepmoma le taking a picture of my little sisters*
Stepmom: Say "cheeze!" . . . "Hotdog!" . . . "WALMART!"
Dwelling within the safety of my bed for the rest...
Because it’s Friday the 13th and everything outside the confines of my bed can be deadly.
DEED JUSTIFIED!
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Here I am, wide awake at two in the morning, watching wedding videos on Vimeo and wishing I’ll have one of my own someday. Oh, me and my hopeless romantic self.
I’m not always this big of a cheeseball around the wee hours of the morning. I think.
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I’ve decided to start two 52-week projects for 2012. I miserably failed last year, so these music and photography themed Project 52s should only be fair compensation.
Also, I’m doing this to document my transition from an annoying 17-year-old worm to an 18-year-old young adult—if that metamorphosis even occurs.
Not that anyone cares. I’m just saying. Hahaha.
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I have a new-found enemy.
A deadly machine otherwise called the treadmill.
I almost fell face first at the gym earlier. My life flashed before my eyes maaan. I thought I was going to die in front of all those people.
Oh, me and my sad attempt at being sexy.
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Spongebob: Patrick, you're a genius!
Patrick: Yeah, I get called that a lot.
Spongebob: What, a genius?
Patrick: No, Patrick.
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It's hard getting caught in between.
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“Stop looking for shortcuts and travel the distance. Life is a learning course,...”
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A new start I’ve broken too many hearts...
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December 2011
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So, this fatty went to the gym today.
My friend made me lift weights and do all sorts of manly workout with him and these random meatheads. I wouldn’t be surprised if a thumper/boomstick/tinker/sausage/meter-long king kong dong/pee pee—or whatever kind of manhood—starts growing on me down there.
A couple more workout sessions and I’ll be joining the male population.
BETLOG.
“The beginning of love is at the end of resistance.”
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That awkward moment when someone talks to you, but...
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Your mustache looks wrong.
Misplaced pubes, man. Misplaced pubes. You should burn it. I’m sorry.
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No, random Facebook friend. I am not attending your “BoOtY ShAkEInG GrAnD FiNaLz 12/23/2O11” event. And I am unfriending you.
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“Ang crush parang kalabasa, nakakalinaw ng mata. Malayo pa lang kitang kita mo...”
– Bob Ong
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I found download links for all of C.N. Blue’s albums!
DOWNLOADING IT ALL~
Oh, how illegal of me.
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I want a sloth for Christmas.
Oh, boredom.
I SEE NUMBERS AND MATHEMATICAL SYMBOLS EVERYTIME I...
And when I blink or stare into some kind of blank space, I see them.
THEY’RE HAUNTING ME! This is probably my birdbrained alter ego telling me to stop tormenting myself with these review thingamabooberz. Hi.
Late night cram sesh for finals.
Who’s with me?
Ugh, finals. Why are you such a hindrance to my love life?! And by love life I meant sleep.
On the brighter side of my sleepless life,
I have successfully written an 11-paged extended research paper about plastic surgery in Korea in a span of 407 minutes (spell slacker), I survived my Critical Thinking and Writing final, and I AM OFFICIALLY DONE WITH MY ENGLISH REQUIREMENTS FOR IGETC. Wut, wut.
Remind me never to procrastinate on any of my...
It has been a little over 32 hours since I made love with my bed.
Oh. What is mah lifeee.