January 2011
67 posts
December 2010
14 posts
Following You
I should actually look at some ones archive before following them. I occasionally do this. And when I do, all I see are pictures, pictures, pictures, reblogs, reblogs, reblogs, and more pictures. It’s like throw me a pillow ‘cause I only get sleepier by the minute every time I go down my dash. I need to follow more writers ‘cause thats about the only thing that gets me through my...
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GTL: Pt. 3 Of My Story 2005
Time passed by and we all eventually lived in the same area once again, but this time in a place called Kent. It was less ghetto and more civilized then the place we lived at before, so our parents thought it would be a good chance for us to start fresh again. I thought the 2005 school year would give me the chance to make a new character for myself and an attempt at making friends. I attended a...
GTL: Pt. 2 Of My Story
At a young age, I would constantly people watch to try and understand why was it that I didn’t know how to socialize like every other person could. I would watch my family members, so-called friends, and people in public so I could later on mimic what they were doing to see if it worked. Because of how I was raised, I couldn’t interact like all my other classmates. They were into...
GTL: Pt. 1 Of My Story
This will be the first time I’ll be telling most of who I actually am from beginning to end, so I’ll just start off from when I was a child. Not all my memories will be fully accurate, but I want to try to recreate them as best as I can. Growing up in an apartment was where my sister and I were first raised. Her and I were about 5 and 6 years old respectively at the time and we were...
Nice Guys & Nice Girls
No such thing. There is no such thing as a nice guy and a nice girl as well as a mean guy and a mean girl. Every one has different perceptions of what being nice and mean is. Everything has a requirement and a majority of the bull of what I hear of what is nice and mean is always biased. It will stay this way and people will continue to add on to the list. What I do believe is that some one can be...
Tumblr Backup
So, I deleted my tumblr last night, but before I did, I backed up all my log entries onto my laptop. I did this because my friends found my tumblr due to someone *cough* @jaygoesrawr *cough* who reblogged my post . To be honest, tumblr is a place where I distance myself from everyone, but I only tell a few that I have one. The thing is, there are some things I post that a majority of my friends...
"I like fruit rollups"
Then the post get’s up to a thousand notes….I don’t know, it’s just the most hilarious thing to laugh at. Like, whats there to really hate about it? It’s just so damn funny. I actually laughed really hard when I saw a post like the title I made. I just..don’t understand why you would reblog it when…it’s just a 3-4 word letter statement. I’m wiping away tears from my eyes due to laughing so hard...
Hanging Out With @jaygoesrawr
Funny how it’s the same title as my 2nd to last post with the exception of the name. Today was pretty chill. I had nothing to do all day until Jordan hit me up telling me that he was heading to South Center and asked if I wanted to hang out. There were two reasons why I wanted to hang out with him. 1 being that I’ve never hanged out with him before. And 2 being that how I perceive him online...
Tumblr World
Is so so so so….small. It’s like the University of Washington where majority are asian haha. Every one I follow has connections with either friends or cousins that I know too. Funny thing is, most of them I just randomly follow to see how my dash would turn out.
What I Did For Christmas: Dance Central Night
This is what I did for Christmas. Play Dance Central most of the night. I feel freaking boss for beating my cousins and sister haha. I really didn’t think that game would be that addicting, but it was. Instead of spending Christmas with my family, I spent it with another family that I call my 3rd or 4th. I’m really close with a lot of families incase people didn’t know. Before going to their...
