July 2011
1 post
Ever go to the grocery store to “just pick up a few things” and realize about halfway through that the “few things” that you had originally meant to pick up — which has now turned into 43 — is turning into a stack that’s almost equivalent to your height and is gradually getting heavier and you’re collapsing under its weight and the cashiers and the...
June 2011
1 post
This or that?
Continually debating if Tumblr is even worth my time. And if it is, do I blog about thoughts as was customary when blogging was first started? Or do I join the ranks of most other Tumblr users and post pictures? And If I do that, are the pictures that I post supposed to be ones that describe me, or simply one’s that I like looking at? This can’t be worth the trouble.
March 2011
1 post
3:38 AM
I’m trying.
No TV. No radio. Only tweeted five times within the last hour.
I’m trying.
I’ve been lying in the dark for over three hours now, trying to fall asleep relatively early so I can wake up at a decent time in the morning without feeling like I was trampled by a herd of giraffes.
I’m trying.
I started counting sheep at one point but they quickly became...
November 2010
2 posts
andreacastle:
I danced myself out of the womb.
Withdrawals
This is not pain. This is an entirely different experience on its own.
I’m sitting down in the living room, ironically, since I don’t feel like I’m living at all. The TV is on, but only at a very low volume. Sound is amplified, so every word spoken sounds as if it’s coming from a megaphone. My brother is in the kitchen and even though I’m not looking at him, I...
August 2010
4 posts
8.22.10
The thing I love about the character “London” from The Suite Life (of Zach and Cody/on Deck) is that she’s so one-noted. Since the first episode, London has been the narcissistic and egotistical princess that gets whatever she wants and since then, she has never changed. That’s what I like about her. Her character shadows real life and actual human qualities. People never...
08.10.10
Don’t consider this a new beginning. Don’t consider this progress. More than anything, this is a confession. This is but a mere glimpse into reality. Words, images… They’re all drawn at random from the mind, sometimes because they may seem more prominent than others at the time. Welcome.
