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Guest Over

I fucking feel people who go downstairs to find their family have invited guest over. Today my stepdad had this guy over and I only had a rob on because I was getting a cup of water. Not only did I only have a robe, he asked me to do the dishes. Me being the sweet person I am did it. Once I was done I got my cup of water and left. I swear I kept thinking my body was showing. I'm ok luckily.

[cactoratado]

i have a terrible name, if i can change it please tell me. i’ll start posting on tumblt bc twitter is going to shit behold *art* 

[leviacademia]

Pain Tolerance

Someone: How high is your pain tolerance?

Me: I’ve ripped a splinter out of my pinky with my bare teeth.

Someone:

Me: And I didn’t put a bandaid on it.

Someone:

Me: Bow before your god, mortal.

[its-missingenious-irl]

No, but really, someone please help me. I have no idea how to tumblr. how to comment on shit or anything. can you even do that? What the eff do ‘notes even mean?!?!?!?!?!?!

[confessionsofacalgirl-blog]

Hello World

So. Here we are. I’ve wanted to make a blog for a very long time, but I haven’t been able to encourage myself to do it because I would always think of more reasons not to, and as is not necessarily surprising from a student who goes to UC Berkeley, pros and cons lists tend to be important to me. Even more than that, I am an incredibly indecisive person, so its easier to slouch into not doing anything because it feels like you’re not making a decision at all. However, Cal has changed me in a lot of ways, and one of those changes was brought about by the presence of people and an environment that pushed me to do more, try more, go outside of my comfort zone and grow. And so, a blog is born. I have tried to let myself have some distance, get through my first year before throwing myself into this to allow me to have some hindsight and perspective. Now that time has come, as I reflect during the summer before my sophomore year. I’m excited to see where this little adventure outside of my comfort zone takes me, and I hope you enjoy the ride.

[nayorth-blog]

Travel Thought 2:

So a fire alarm in a hotel at 12:30 isn’t that bad, but as a note please wear pants before leaving your room. Pants isn’t a privilege, but a requirement in this kind of situation.

[unorthodox-curiosity-blog]

Stream of Consciousness

I’m not sure if my consciousness is a stream. I think it’s more like a rushing river of hot lava that burns everything in its path and twists and turns uncontrollably. It spatters and spurts, sending fiery globules miles away from the volcano where they started. When other people write in stream of consciousness, it’s so innocent, so palatable, so pleasant. I love that style, and I love the concept of stream of consciousness (although Virginia Woolf seems to make it amazingly difficult to get through) but I’m afraid of my own. I’m afraid to unleash it to the world. Because I’ve learned in the past, and learned the hard way, that the world expects a filter.

I came up with the idea of contrasting the internal narrative with the external narrative. As humans, we organize events into stories. We think of our life is a story, or a series of stories. But if we tell ourselves the same story we tell everyone else, then there are two possible outcomes: you end up lying to yourself, or you end up burning a lot of bridges. 

I guess that’s assuming that everyone else’s life goes like mine does, with so many things happening that you JUST SHOULDN’T tell other people. For me, it was the job I nearly got fired from for blurting out my opinion about a client. And a lot of other things. 

Sometimes you feel like you’re just not fit for society. That your mind is too dark and scary of a place to let loose to the world. Because in the past they have proven to not be able to handle it. 

But maybe it would be therapeutic. Maybe if I made it artistic enough, it could be palatable. Because being insane when you’re an artist is acceptable, right?

That’s why this blog has to be anonymous. But it would be nice if I knew someone was reading it, so that’s why I’m venturing into tumblr, a world I know nothing about. You’re probably not even supposed to write real things on here, people probably just use it for memes and gifs and crap that you can mindlessly peruse. But since when was I one to follow the rules? 

[unlikelees]

We went to Ikea

April 18th, 2015 Today we decided to go to Ikea, for you guessed it, their cheap cheap food! We got hot-dogs, frozen yogurt, salmon lox, swedish meatball and their lingon berry drinks. We may have regretted getting so much food after...

The parking lot was fun. On the way there we found some abandon (not really) shopping carts and decide to take one out for a spin. We got K into the cart and I pushed her around. I think she was scared for her life.  On the way out we did that again except I was in the shopping cart and oh boy, I finally understood how she felt when someone was pushing you around. 

Oh yeah, i forgot to mention, also on the way out we “sampled” a couple of their chocolates that they had lying around. They were called ‘Diam’ (Daaaamn) and were surprisingly good. It was a good trip.

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[persephoman]

How it feels to check your phone late at night