April 2011
“We don’t win at relationships, we win by having relationships.”
—
“The 100 Simple Secrets of Happy People,” David Niven, Ph.D
(A teacher in high school used to read us a story from this book every day at the start of class.)
Caffeinated
And I need a haircut.
It Happens
I feel pretty angry and hateful right now.
Had a productive band practice today after cleaning my room. Then saw Source Code. Liked and hated it, haven’t decided if I overall like or dislike it. It’s a good film though.
I’ll try to sleep this off now.
M
P.S. Email me back, mother—ckers.
P.P.S. I just sneezed a ton. My eye is watering and my nose is still tickling.
P.P.P.S. Mother—ckers refers to Guitar Center.
Impatience.
I can be such an asshole to my family.
I can be an asshole in general too. But usually my family get the worst of it.
Chagrined,
M
March 2011
Aaand It's Done.
Three Boca chik’n patties, three slices of Swiss cheese, and two wheat buns. In my belly.
Irritants.
When you had one person in your life for a very short amount of time and they somehow just happened to befriend all the people you had just gotten to know without your knowledge, that feels like theft.
When someone goes after their friend’s ex without consent or conversation, that’s pretty low.
When jokes get out of hand, just stop. That shit gets so awkward.
M
“(SPOILER ALERT)
As Harold took a bite of Bavarian sugar cookie, he finally felt as if everything was going to be ok. Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies. And, fortunately, when there aren’t any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten Danish, soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. They are here to save our lives. I know the idea seems strange, but I also know that it just so happens to be true. And, so it was, a wristwatch saved Harold Crick.” —Kay Eiffel, Stranger Than Fiction
As Harold took a bite of Bavarian sugar cookie, he finally felt as if everything was going to be ok. Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies. And, fortunately, when there aren’t any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten Danish, soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. They are here to save our lives. I know the idea seems strange, but I also know that it just so happens to be true. And, so it was, a wristwatch saved Harold Crick.” —Kay Eiffel, Stranger Than Fiction
Bones + Jersey Shore
When Dr. Brennan talks about guidos, I can’t help but laugh hysterically.
It’s even better when she talks like them.
Or does the handshake hug thing.
Laugh always,
M
The View
Donald Trump is a jackass.
Once Again
I am extremely excited for the release of An Horse’s new record. And it’ll be perfect timing for the warm weather. An Horse are perfect to listen to on a sunny day. Definitely made my day better when I decided to listen to Rearrange Beds in the car.
It was really gloomy this morning but now it’s really nice and sunny out. I bet the sunset will be terrific.
It’s been a weird day. I woke up groggy from the medicine I took last night but somewhere between my shower and getting on the bus, I livened up and felt really groovy. Then the bus driver didn’t stop at my car and I overestimated different levels of coolness. Now I can’t decide what the hell is going on but I’m ready for class so I’ll probably kill the next twenty minutes by jamming out.
Love always,
M
Thunder! Thunder! Thunder!
First legitimate storm of the season.
And Emma Thompson is fantastic.
AND UMBRIDGE IS SUCH A BITCH!
‘Scuse me while I spam Tumblr and procrastinate.
M
Grades, Homework, Harry Potter.
I pretty much didn’t study for my second Astronomy exam and I got the same score as on the first. 24.5 out of 30. Hellz to the yes.
Also, Umbridge is a bitch and I hate her.
And I’m watching Harry Potter on television whilst doing my mixology homework.
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