Rro Nerek.

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HAI GAIS WATS GOIG AN?

Dis bitch is too lazy to get up and get her own hot cocoa, so I asked my bro on his facebook wall to make me a cup.

And now here I am with my lovely cup of hot cocoa.

Thanks bro!

I’m at home, bored, on a Saturday night (rare but not impossible occurrence), and so I thought I would film myself putting on red lipstick.

Real cutting-edge stuff, no? 

I enjoyed doing my Calculus work tonight because it distracted me from my thoughts.

And for some reason, a sudden overwhelming feeling of sadness had come over me prior to starting Calculus work.

So I guess, thank you Calculus. :]

I’m back to content, which is 100 times better than sadness.

So I was exploring the lovely borough of Queens (not all of it chillax bro) with my lovely friend sagamore, and we happen to stumble upon this neat lookin’ street fair type thingy. So of course we’re like, “let’s check this shit out.” We almost pass this one stand but sagamore notices and we go over.

THAT’S WHEN WE FOUND THIS BABY.

It was in a little plastic bag with another one. 

GUESS HOW MUCH THIS SHIT COST.

I thought it would be at least 30 or something. I mean, it’s a gorgeous cameo, fucking look at it.

It was 3 fucking dollars. For both of them. Needless to say, I was buggin’. I ended up getting this one and a different necklace pendant instead of the same thing twice. BUT FOR 3 DOLLARS! I mean, everything else on the table was like $20+. The cameo was a steal, lemmetellju.

The whole street fair was awesome. Sweet ass music, nice people, and we also found this other stand where they were selling everything for 25 cents each. We bought a lot of great shit for less than $2.  It was awesome.

I also learned a bunch of vocab and shit, so now i know the meaning of shit like quandary and omnipotent. And I finally got some hot chocolate. Hell yea.

So in other words, lovely day. :3

I MISS THIS SHIRT.

y’all should see my face every once in a while.

ha, my room is so ubly. when i get my own diggs, every room is gonna be grade-A fancy.

so i’ve been thinking a lot of about college. and everyone asks about what i’m interested in education-wise and what i’m looking for. i don’t think they understand that the part about college i’m most looking forward to is the freedom away from my parents and the extended social life i plan on having. i mean, a a school with a good educational reputation is very important to me too, but when i daydream about my life in college, i’m not imagining staying up late studying for midterm exams. i’m not even imagining getting wasted at a pretentious frat party.

it’s more along the lines of hanging out with a group of people who are compatible with my personality and interests, staying up having fun, acting silly together, and making truly meaningful relationships with amazing people. in high school, i go from class to class and talk to people i know i have no intention of maintaining a relationship with after these years. i do have some lasting friendships here in my own town, but i’m getting those premature college dreaming blues. ooh boy, am i getting them blues.

and i put on the first song from Painkiller, which is called Painkiller, and i can already tell i’m gonna like this album.

interesting how most of my friends wouldn’t touch music like judas priest with a ten foot pole.

also i’m reading Love is a Mixtape by Rob Sheffield and, just like every other book i read, i want to be like the main characters because they’re always so chill and live amazing lives. so anyways rob and his late wife renee both love music, but not just love, they basically eat, sleep, breathe, live music. it’s beautiful. i want a beautiful music-filled life with someone like they have.

this has officially become my ramblings post because i’ve just consumed about 500 ounces of i think caffeinated iced coffee from 7/11 and i’m listening to judas priest (still painkiller, no wait… just became hell patrol). even if it’s not caffeinated, i’m awake and this is my tumblr so this mostly is legal.

i wish the majority of my generation had the same music interests as me. but doesn’t everyone? wouldn’t it be great to relate to strangers about music and watch them transform into jolly good friends?

i think if i met a person who could play accordion, i’d like to know him or her. you know? i mean, i know someone who thinks that people who do magic are losers, but quirky talents like that are just interesting and awesome to me. like, anyone could think of playing a sport or piano or something. but the accordion? magic? that demonstrates not only talent, but creativity. iunno. i’m attracted to talent.

which is ironic because i have no talent. i gotta get me some talent.

you ever think that if people could just download talent into their minds, no talent would be impressive anymore? like, anyone could get talent easily. so who cares what you can do? i could do it too if i downloaded it into my mind. i hope no one ever created a talent downloading machine.

or self-driving cars. i mean, how helpless do people want humans to become? jeez, we gotta be able to do SOME things. which is why after i kick ass at driving automatic, i’m learning to drive a stick. and to make a fire without a lighter. and to make food staples from scratch. okay, maybe not that. but humans have to stop trying to make easy-to-do things even easier and just be like “you know what? i think we can handle this. let’s stop making shit about this and instead focus our attention and funds on something a little more beneficial for mankind, like, oh iunno, a machine that makes food 5x bigger to give to all the starving people in all the land.”

nah, and you know why? the only reasonable-minded person in the entire world is me. well, and you guys, who are reading this post and going YES YES YES A THOUSAND TIMES YES. which is prolly no one actually. but that’s okay. y’all still commonsensical.

look at this. i’m a fucking open book. i really am, and it’s not a good thing at all, because i wear my heart on my sleeve and then i’m shocked when i get hurt. why do i do this? gaaaah. someone told me today i’m secretive about a lot of things. i’m pretty sure that’s false. i guess it depends on how close i feel to you.

i’m starting to do this thing where i tell little lies about my life to people who i don’t really care for. like, i don’t see them as a good friend or ever being a good friend, so i don’t want or need for them to know stuff about me. i don’t think that’s a good thing, but i’ve only done it a few times so far. i wouldn’t do it too much.

it bothers me when people say ‘i hate liars’, like they’re so original for saying it, because a) everyone dislikes lies and b) everyone lies. and if you say you don’t, you’re lying. because everyone lies. that’s how shit works.

i’m done. sorry for making y’all scroll down a couple time in order to see the next naked chick pic following this unreadable text post. if i get an unfollower or two i’ll deffly blame it on this post, but will continue to not give a shit.

me giving you bedroom eyes. whoever you are. you just got my bedroom eyes.

be sufficiently scared. 

FOOD:

sushi. bubble tea. cupcakes. string cheese. spekuloos. wafels & dinges in general. indian food. thai food. chinese food. japanese food. fresh salad. fried anything. fruits. other delishus shizz i eet.

MISC:

life. friends. family. laughing. smiling. flirting. cute guys. cute girls. the city. frolicking. kissing. when my hair falls perfectly and i feel like i can do anything. fresh air. warm weather, not too hot, not too cold, with enough wind to keep me refreshed. perfect days.

some weird people i know who are delishus. taken during my birthday party. :]

i’d like to think that because this whole “the world will end today because of homosexuals” thing didn’t happen, that people will begin to realize that it really isn’t the end of the world because two people of the same gender love each other.

i’d like to think that, but you know people these days. confirmation bias. they’ll continue to find reasons to hate. it’s so hard for them to admit defeat, to throw their hands up and say, “alright! i quit! there really isn’t anything evil happening because gays exist! i will leave you all alone and focus on my life now!”

homosexuality isn’t ending the world. social injustice, intolerance, ignorance, and hate is.

sagamore:

I love Keren.

Dont tell J. ;)

sharon, i love you too :]

zombie-ish?

for everyone who was worried sick… MY NECKLACE IS FIXED!

i’d like to thank my father, for knowing his way around jewelry. :3

gpoyw.

con muchos mustachios. 

it’s all good.

gpoywwafmotll - gratuitous picture of yourself wednesday with a feathery mask on, tra la la!

happy belated halloween :3