ATTENTION Male Cuntwaffles of Cal Poly SLO:
Do not choose any east-end 4th-floor room in Foxen, Poly Canyon Village as your living accommodations for next academic year. Thank you, and please bring Carey Mulligan with you when you move in this coming autumn.
Sappy(ish?) Emotion 楽しみ Fun Time Show!!!
Notice: The following thoughts were induced by ~30 minutes exposure of heated H2O (l) directly to my own head/face earlier this morning, and should not be taken in any manner of seriousness.
name ten things that aren’t skrillex
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Via But I'm up for it if you are, handsome
Recent studies show that if a person appreciates this piece of music, the likeliness that I will befriend/date said person increases by a factor of ten million trillion kajillion and two.
Alternatively (and more so at times), that same likeliness applies for this:
[x] : A Balloon Enters Kyoto City
Footloose for the second time
and paying with 3 bills, 4 quarters, and 60 dimes was oh so worth it.
<3
D’AWWW <333
BACK WHEN WE WERE BABY-KETER-FAFFS!!
Jeff Freeman is now in my Sociology of Gender class.
Why, yes… I do attend multiple universities on opposite sides of the continent, nbd.
University of Auckland (??), you’re next.
Probably.
In like, 2-3 years, since it takes some time to stretch my foot that far from San Diego.
‘Rant’ on Effort
I’m starting to think that the one thing with which I could reasonably hold discontent in relation to my own existence is a lack of honest, consistent effort.
For example:
- I’ve always gone through high school/university courses without having to study too frequently, yet I’ve still earned at least a B± or above on everything (excluding 9th grade English Literature and AP United States History [both due to a former fear of public speaking]).
- The single time I’ve asked a girl to date me, I had hardly thought it out what exactly I would say to her, and she still took me up on it (albeit briefly, but it still happened).
- In high school, I was always one of the top two Fr. Horn players in my school’s higher-level wind ensemble, yet I rarely practiced outside of class time or private lessons.
Now, I’m curious about one thing: what happens if I put as much effort into my own life as any of my fellow human beings put into theirs?
What would happen if:
- I actually started running/fitness-ing (for lack of a better word)/etc. instead of just being inherently thin and not stuffing myself with food as a method of being ‘healthy’?
- I tirelessly studied any subject before the eve of an exam date instead of living on Netflix and tumblr?
- I were to converse with people and ask people out to coffee/dinner/parties instead of simply admiring them from a distance?
Would my life improve if I gave so many shits, damns, craps, cares, or hoots; variants of the aforementioned belonging to rats, horses, or dogs; heated variants of the aforementioned; or flying variants of the aforementioned about life and all of its wonderful aspects?
Or would I simply spiral out of the stability of my self and into an unending quest for something like power…
Regardless of any consequences, I suppose I will find out within a year from today.
TL;DR: I’m going to the limit (as n -> ∞) of n in terms of being an awesome human being.
P.S. I think that my icon is perfect, and that you are, too.
About me
I'm Jeff, and I'm a choco-indie-metal-enlightenment-fractal-community-bl(:))wback-danger-zone-salgar-legen–waitforit–DARY-sarcasm-aholic who wears a stupid yellow hat and was definitely born in the wrong generation.This is whatever I consider to be clever, beautiful (visually and auditory), and relevant-to-life. There's also a bunch of random facts about the daily life of a peculiar college freshman.
Team Awesome <3
My musical taste consists of death metal, indie, and a lot of whatever's between those two.
Le Keturbid F.A.F.F.:
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