At the computer lab today, I accidentally made eye contact with a girl who I used to have social psychology tutorials with. I couldn’t just break away, so I had to smile. Then she walked over to me and asked if she knew me. In a volume that was probably loud enough for other people to hear. Now they all probably think I just like to throw people insane smiles in a random fashion.
“It’s just not cool to fart on a plane, even if everyone’s ears are plugged from the altitude and they can’t hear where it came from. Heed my warning: Airplane-fart karma is a bitch, and you will find yourself at the receiving end on a sleepless transcontinental red-eye soon enough.”—Scott Sternberg (via men.style.com)
Q: When did you realize you were grown up/growing up?
I was too large to comfortably enjoy McDonald’s PlayPlace.
After getting lost a couple of times and crying and screaming until someone found me, I finally knew the routine and just calmly walked over to the security officer or the information desk. It didn’t even faze me anymore when my mum got mad at me yet again.
Boyfriend asked me to actually use my twitter account. Which is pretty difficult since my snark and creativity count is only so much. Therefore once I start tweeting, I run out of things to post on Tumblr. Oh well.
For some reason, my miniscule amount of creativity has been sucked away by a magical creativity sucking force. And now, I am reduced to just complaining to an imaginary audience instead of interestingly complaining to an imaginary audience.
By the way, school’s started. Actually it started on the 2nd, but for me (the special person that I am) it started yesterday. And that sucks, because I, like every other slightly post adolescence person, hate dislike school.
Tomorrow I am doing some boring shit, and then some more boring shit. I love you, life.