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life is too short to be pessimistic.
in fact, i am considerably anti-pessimistic,
and, therefore, anti-FML.
however, i wouldn't go so far to say that:
"I am overtly optimistic."
Because then that right there would be...
shortsighted && ill-advised.
[this is an excerpt of the ranDUMB instances,
which manage to arise in my brain; you are
currently suffering the consequences of that.]
xDDDDD
At this present moment, I am beginning to realize the contiguousness of the exciting month of December (in addition to the start of Advent, of course).
It is at this time that I look back and note that it has been approximately four months (give or take an hour or so) since I have started the blog, but even more interesting is the fact that my last post took place about 21 weeks ago (plus 2 days xD).
Thus, it has become apparent that one of those phenomenon things I learned in psychology class actually occurs in real life. The ‘phenomenon’ I am referring to is that of the “self-fulfilling prophecy”.
As I quote (myself from four months ago):
“Expect 2 to 3 more posts and then months of inactivity, as I seemingly never fail to forget to keep up with any blog. I must’ve deleted 3-4 Xangas.”
Hmm. Weird.
At any rate, the events which somehow transpired over the weekend such as Thanksgiving, Black Friday, Caroling/Tinikling, [and coughcoughCRUSHaSTARFISH!coughcough] have collectively been the catalyst to this post, while simultaneously having almost nothing to do with the contents of this post. Going places and doing other things besides college apps (ew.) and school work (double ew._) just reminded me that I had a blog =P.
Sigh. I always type too much, and yet manage to say nothing. :)
ninr:
(via yourdealer)Clever.
the glass is twice as big as it needs to be.
… yes it is 0630 (AM) right now. Why am I so pathetic? (Don’t answer that.)
I’ve spent the last five hours completing an Army ROTC scholarship application, which required me to write a personal statement, resume thing, and answer a pleathora of questions. I also had to pick 7 colleges. [!?] There are so many to choose from, which ultimately contributed to my overall level of stress, worry, insomnia, and realization of an innate inclination to take the longest time ever to make choices. Sigh.
Also humorously notable (slightly) is the frustration I experienced upon composing a decent personal statement, and then submitting it, only to find that my login session had “expired”, and, thus, all my writing vanished. poof. gone. dematerialized. confecit.
That write/expire/sigh…/login again/rewrite cycle repeated about 3 times.
Hopefully the statement actually improved by the third or fourth time.
That being said…
Will not repeat the same thing for Navy ROTC application.
At least not intentionally.
I did take a nap yesterday; I am not completely crazy.
In fact, I am going to sleep. It is now 0632. Good morning.
Oh, and Happy Fourth of July.
metric - “Gold, Guns, and Girls”.
dont really know if the commas are supposed to be there or not.
“gold” can be an adjective or noun, ya know.
You have officially encountered my tumblr. Upon first hearing the word, I didn’t know it was a blog. Obviously, now I do. Needless to say, I signed up. Interestingly enough, my life is not exactly the most eventful thing in the world, which makes me wonder what compelled me to make such a blog. Oh yeah, I was bored.
Now I must clean my nearly inaccessible, unorganized room.
Expect 2 to 3 more posts and then months of inactivity, as I seemingly never fail to forget to keep up with any blog. I must’ve deleted 3-4 Xangas.
This seems way better than Xanga, by the way.
Ciao.