Day 11 - Put Your iPod on Shuffle and Write 10 Songs That Pop Up
1) I don’t have an iPod, and I’m lazy, so I’m gonna use iTunes 2) I haven’t fully added all my music into my iTunes ever since I reformatted my computer so excuse the lack of music diversity 3) Because of my lack of music diversity, I sorta cheated on this
“I love that you get cold when it’s 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you’re looking at me like I’m nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it’s not because I’m lonely, and it’s not because it’s New Year’s Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.”—Harry Burns from When Harry Met Sally (via amesterrrr)
Stayin up all night talking to that someone. Asking that what are you doing question every five minutes. Just hearin the other person breathe when it’s quiet. Playing 21 questions & sharing secrets. Ah, i miss that.
And even when you know you’re tired as hell, but you don’t want…
I think I have answered this question too many times, but whatever.
First love is pretty obvious. I’m not going to make this long because it’s sorta self explanatory based on all my old Tumblr posts. Basically, we dated for 3.5 years. It was good while it lasted. I miss what we had, but there’s no point in dwelling on the past, so you just gotta move on. I wish we were still friends at the very least, but if he wants to be an asshole about everything, then fine, go be an asshole. Of course, there’s a lot more I could expand on and go in depth about, but who would want to listen to that?
First kiss was in 9th grade. First week after dating my first boyfriend. Movie date. Typical. Scary movie. Even more typical. In the middle of the movie, he asked if he could kiss me. I said yes, so we did. Innocent and gentle. It was a good first kiss.
Please please PLEASE mail in or fax my recommendation by tomorrow. I don’t care if you wrote that I freaking sucked. Please just mail the damn form. You suck at responding to emails, and you won’t pick up your phone. Why have a phone if you won’t pick it up? Damn. Anyways, please and thank you so you won’t make my entire application and $130 invalid.
Compared to last winter break, this break was actually somewhat productive. Took online macroeconomics (and got my A). Applied to 2 schools (and currently applying to my 3rd one). Saw some old time friends. Finally got the pharmacy experience I needed at both a hospital and a retail one. The hospital one sucked; the pharmacists are pretty bitchy and it seems extremely boring. I loved Walgreens though; everyone was very friendly and more than welcome to help me out. I finally got a haircut, so my ends look (more) fresh, and I also got my eyebrows threaded so there are no longer bushes on my face. Just a good, relaxing break.
Why is it that I’m bringing back a lot more than I brought home? I don’t think I bought that much stuff…
Time to finish packing and get my application done.
Also, to the 6 people ahead of me, get the eff off my waitlist! I need to bump my horrific grade up to an A. :(
Day 08 - A Moment You Felt the Most Satisfied With Your Life
Probably when I saw a kid. Really though, not recently. I would have to say senior year. Besides the fact I looked like and was a fat tard (not that I’m not anymore, but I mean, I was 15 pounds heavier), everything was going well. I had a diverse and great group of friends, all which were extremely genuine and helped me become who I am today. My grades were pretty good considering I was taking some (easy) college classes. I got into UCLA (and framed the acceptance letter). I had a happy and fantastic relationship with a boy. I was editor-in-chief of yearbook, which was probably the hardest leadership position you could have but I did it and now, I will use that experience for every single interview I have in the future. My resume kicked ass. I volunteered like freaking crazy and loved it. I was happy and confident and successful in my eyes. I haven’t felt those feelings since senior year.
Day 07 - Your Zodiac Sign and If You Think It Fits Your Personality
Many Virgos can be found working in the “service to others” industries, ranging from welfare work, doctors, school-teachers through to practising natural forms of healing like massage, herbal remedies etc. One of the most magical characteristics of the Virgo is no matter how many times life or romance turns sour on them, they still manage to maintain faith in others, refusing to become cynical. There is ingenuity around this sign, a kind-heartedness, which unfortunately is sometimes played upon by others for their advantage. Virgos can often become victims of relationship power-games, where they are mistreated.
Creative and sensitive, Virgos are delicate people who, like rare and special orchids, require individual treatment to fully blossom into their true unique beauty. Shy, they are happy to allow others to take centre-stage and often generate their time and energy into making those they love happy or successful.
Virgos are givers and when the chips are down and you need a friend, the one available during those testing times when you need advice or companionship the most, is likely to be a Virgo. Virgos understand human frailties better than most, because they are so deep and reflective themselves. With a Virgo in your life you have someone who understands and cares and any romance or friendship based upon these qualities is certain to be mutually rewarding.
Honestly, I think all zodiac websites say different things, but here’s one, while a lot of it is just like “wtf”, I think some is true. Then again, I could look up another sign and it could be true for me too.
So I guess overall:
I want to be a pharmacist, so that’s “service to others”
I do maintain faith in others I guess, but I do get cynical
I’ve been told I’m too nice, and I have seen myself get taken advantage of many many times
I feel like I’m the one that mistreats the other person in the relationship hehe
I do believe I am “delicate” like a “rare and special orchid”. Just kidding.
I can be shy, but I like being the center of attention, as bad as that sounds
I’m willing to help out as much as possible and listen to whatever anyone has to say. I’m a good listener, just a terrible advice giver.
I guess I’m pretty “deep and reflective”? I dunno.
“Hope is what gets you out of bed in the morning when it’s the day of prom and you haven’t been asked. Hope pushes the caterpillar through the cocoon, and drives the salmon upstream. Your breasts may be small, and your glasses may be thick, but hope doesn’t hold up a mirror. Hope is a horizon we head for leaving nothing behind us but fear, and though we may never reach our goals, it’s hope that will save us from who we once were.”—Chris and Meg Griffin from Family Guy
I think everyone should believe in something. I don’t care who it is, but it’s nice to have faith. It’s just really hard for me to understand someone who’s atheist. I guess I have no choice but to respect their decision, but honestly, I don’t like it.
Now, for people that are way too into their religion, well, good for you. It’s not my kind of lifestyle and in fact, I think it’s sorta too much. I’ve tried joining a church group that just ended up being like a cult. They wanted you to do everything with them and to stay away from hanging out with friends that can “influence you in a bad way”. All they do is hang out with each other and talk about their religion 24/7. It’s great that they’re so faithful, but just too much for me. I need a balance, someone who believes in something but is not too overly into it.
I’m a Buddhist, er most specifically, a Daoist. I don’t practice it as much as I should, but I’ll pray every once in a while.
Hated it in the beginning, like everyone else. I managed to survive a year at UT without any alcohol, which I’m proud of. But later, it seemed as if everyone was doing everything, and I was the odd one out. I don’t know what happened to those DARE programs in elementary school and whatever, but it’s coming to a point where I’m no longer surprised if someone is doing drugs and I can no longer be disappointed. I know too many people doing drugs. It has become the norm, and I have grown to accept it. So for drugs, I am against it, but if you want to do them, then go for it. It’s your life, not mine. As for alcohol, well, I’ve been drinking for like 3 months? Not even that much though. I think it’s okay as long as you’re not like some alcoholic.
Overall, as long as people can take care of themselves, be responsible about it, and not have it end up being someone else’s problem, they can do whatever they want cause you only have one life to live, so might as well live it up.