Young, dumb, Californian, and not necessarily in that order.

The reason why I don’t drink or do drugs is because I’m already dumb as hell without them and I pretty much shouldn’t go further.

  • Me: I love you, Mom.
  • Mom:
  • Mom: What do you want.

One time at a party.

  • DJ was playing MJ's Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'.
  • Speaker: *mamasay mamasay mamakusa~!*
  • Me: I bet you the next song will be Rihanna.
  • Friend: ...What makes you say that?
  • Me: ...Okay, I'm not sure. I'm just saying it'd be a really good idea.
  • Song switch.
  • Speaker: *PLEASE DON'T STOP THE MUSIC!*
  • Friend: What the fuck.
  • Me: :D
Hug phase, yes.

I had some very lovely Korean friends who smell nice and likes to hug people. I picked it up from them.

And then I encountered some wild, smelly, grabby freshmen.

So I stopped.

Hug phase, yes.

I had some very lovely Korean friends who smell nice and likes to hug people. I picked it up from them.

And then I encountered some wild, smelly, grabby freshmen.

So I stopped.

I literally chose to be a doctor instead.

I literally chose to be a doctor instead.

Remember: somewhere out there, someone hates you.

Here’s a fun plot twist to your evenings.

The brain cannot make up faces; the faces you’ve thought of are faces you(r brain) have seen before.

That means that somewhere out there, your human imaginary friends, your characters, your Tyler Durdens, they all have real life doppelgangers.

Imagine crossing their path.

  • this is my brain on accidental stupidity.
  • classroom blocked out at lunch because of testing.
  • friends told me the news.
  • i get unreasonably rowdy.
  • i'm asian: MOTHER
  • i'm really asian: FUCKING
  • i'm really really asian: SHIT
  • i'm not black: NIGGAS
  • friends:
  • people:
  • birds:
  • me: proceeds to die

I’m a beginner class-sleeper. It’s only recently thaf I finally learned to position myself in a way that people will block me out of the teacher’s sight. Since I started sleeping in class beginning of last school year, I had 7 months of fuck ups, of getting caught very very frequently. Understandable, since I sit in the front.

Funny thing is, there was this one time my history teacher very easily caught me sleeping in the front.

The whole class laughed, and I tried very hard not to act embarassed. But then he just smiled at them and said,

“You guys can laugh, but she still gets better grades than all of you.”

The class ooh’d in this hesitant way.

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