And now, a random assortment of my old dailybooth pics.
I take the bus, and there’s a guy that comes on every morning with the blackest, most disgusting rotted chunks of nastiness that I have ever seen. It makes me want to spend hours brushing and flossing my own teeth to ensure that they never ever end up like that. He was talking to people this morning, laughing, and smiling, and I was there silently judging him. Then there was this guy who came on after the other guy left who was just plain old ugly, and I sat there silently judging him. I hate being judgmental or even having those thoughts of “Ewww, this person is just yucky looking”, because I always feel awful for doing so. Damn you, Jeremy. Stop being a douchebag and judging others based on their looks.
I was walking to the bus stop to head to my college campus for a midterm I had to take today when I came across a pickup truck that had a vanity plate on the front. It read “American by birth, Southern by the grace of God!” and hanging from the rear-view mirror was a miniature noose. I shit you not. Now tell me how this is a post-racist America again?
I just want to wish everyone a safe Patriot Day, and remind you all that the person on the other side (whether Democrat, Republican, Libertarian, Tea Party, Green Party, etc) is still a person, and that no one party has all the right answers. Let’s just try to all work together to solve the problems this country has and work towards a future we can all be proud of. This will be the extent of my political posts, as I tend to stay somewhat quiet about politics, seeing as it’s such a heated topic. Thank you all for listening, and have a wonderful day.
A year ago today, my wonderful girlfriend Nicole and I started dating. This past year has been amazing, and I’m so grateful for every day that I get with her. No amount of words can describe just how much I love her. I’ve become a much better man because of her. I actually have faith in myself now, when just last year I had none. It’s even lead to me having enough courage to audition for, and get a part in, my first musical! It’s been an amazing ride, and I hope to have many more years with you, baby. You are my world, and I love you with all of my heart. Happy anniversary.
I hate when I start getting depressed. For a naturally optimistic person, becoming sad or depressed is like having your whole world flipped upside-down, and it’s one of the few times I become pessimistic. I don’t even know why I’m writing this at 1:15 in the morning, with the only source of light being that of my laptop, so that I can barely see the damned keys that I’m typing on. Luckily I have music to help me out. It really is fucking brilliant. I’m listening to an instrumental version of “Africa” by Toto, as covered by the Hackney Colliery Band. It’s a lot jumpier and has a nice brass section to it. It almost has the feeling of Ska music, which I always found to be agreeable to my ears. I know this doesn’t make sense, and it’s all over the place, but I don’t care at the moment. Oh, one thing I’ve noticed that happens when I’m upset, sad, or depressed is that I get a lot meaner. I also become very impatient and rude. What I hate though is that tightening in my throat, like you have a lump in your throat that won’t go away. It pisses me off even more because on top of being sad, my neck also just hurts….fucking prick of a neck. What does seem to help is switching playlists on stereomood to different moods. That seems to bring me up out of it, if only just a bit. Do you know what? I think I’m gonna post this. I figure I might as well. I don’t post enough of me just saying shit. Oh my God, my girlfriend makes puns every time I say the word shit or poop or anything like that. They are terrible jokes and I want them to stop. I have told her so, but she laughed and now I think she intends to do them more. This is what I get for dating people that are like me. I think that’s about all I have in me for now. Yeah, that’s gonna just about do it. Peace.
Alessandra: The most beautiful thing that God put on this earth! Beautiful, breath taking, gorgeous.
Hana: Irresistible. Insanly beautiful. The cats meow. Comes from the word HELLARIOUS. She makes you laugh.
I wish I were Hana. That would be great.
1. Female name of Celtic origins, meaning “dark lady”.
3. The absolute coolest person ever.
Kira is God. DAMN SPIFFY BITCH!
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