One of those things I did way back… and then stuck with. And here we are today, ha.
And they’re throwing up signs and being ridiculous. lmao 
I catch myself shopping online for queen size memory foam mattress toppers… then I wonder if I need to make it any more difficult for myself to climb out of bed in the morning.
-b.
I once heard that otters fall asleep holding hands so they don’t drift away from each other in the water. That’s cute, I thought.
Then came picture proof. Now I’m thoroughly convinced.
This is way cute.
-b.
As I said before, heeeere’s honesty.
Independence Day
I have spent too long
waiting on my by-gones
things that won’t change for the life of me
Seeing for the first time
her beauty in the moonlight
even though it finally cost me my mind
My head was spinning like a turbine
While i was wishing that you were mine,
While finding out changing your mind
Ain’t easy when your truths were lies
fine, just fine.
just lies.
Seeing for the last time
I’ve crossed all of your lines
or at least enough to lose your precious favor
I feel no gain
seeing you suffer in pain
even though I convinced myself that I would
What is there left to know
Whether or not I’m right or wrong?
Believe my ways are set in stone
it’s just how far I am when I say so long
so long farewell
so long.
[break]
My head was spinning like a turbine
While I was wishing that you were mine,
While finding out changing your mind
Ain’t easy when your truths were lies
Fine, just fine.
… good bye.
There are hidden messages here and there, and dascool. All one take, and I enjoyed it.
Hey, @ohayohsiao and @shimmerbodycream… over here, ha. Hullo.
-b.
“You can’t make your heart feel something it won’t”
Apparently I’d rather dig deep into my past mistakes and misfortunes than get homework assignments done early.
The vestiges of past relationships that used to serve their purposes are STILL alive and kickin’. Strangely, it’s both frustrating and comforting to hold onto them as I continue trudging on through the present.
The good times were good. The not so good times… eesh.
Perhaps my brain is too good at this selective memory business. Perhaps I need to stop lying to myself and admit that I care. For no reason at all, I care.
It happens. It’s okay though, nobody’s getting hurt.
… I think?
Aw no, I have an exam at 3 to finish studying for…
-b.
Sup Xanga? Yeeeeah.
Some Kid Cudi stripped down to a rough acoustic cover.
Just because.
I need to sleep more these days…
-b.
Good times with friends in a week full of busy nights and converging deadlines.
There is more and more of a need for me to organize my schedule these days. Shoooot. Time to step up!
-b.
One of my closest friends at college works at a community after school program watching kids. A couple days ago, he posted this status on Facebook:
Heard the saddest thing at work today, just about broke my heart: A 1st grade Chinese girl was told by another 1st grade girl that she “cant play with our group of friends because you’re Japanese.” That racism starts so young. :/
To be honest, I was totally dumb founded for a minute… I went on to explain to her: “what if people didnt let you play with them because you have red hair?” She told me: “No, everyone loves me” and then ran off. Ill be speaking with her mother tomorrow. I was so damn flabbergasted that she said that. 
To me, the saddest thing about this all is that whether or not this little girl knew that she was engaging in such unnecessary and hurtful racism, the innocent Chinese girl will have this memory with her for life, carrying with her the scars of this rejection based on her race/ethnicity making her not “good enough” for the other girls to play with her.
Lacking the adequate facilities for moral reasoning at such a young age, it it is difficult to lay the heavy blame of the consequences of such comments on a little girl as much as, say, a 40 year old man. I feel there may be a deceptive air of levity and impermanence to the kids’ judgments of each other at play, disguising the fact that even a 10 second soundbite or 1 minute long memory of such hurtful comments can be so easily bottled up and built into self-esteem limiting hurdles that will have to be debunked and torn down later in life anyway.
I really hope both of these girls someday grow to become mature young ladies who know how to treat themselves and each other with respect.
-b.
“So this is where you fell
And I am left to sell
The path to Heaven runs through miles of clouded Hell
Right to the top
Don’t look back
Turning to rags and giving the commodities a rain check”
Finally over half moved in to the new house with the roommate. Things are starting to get reeeeally busy–a long semester on the way, it seems. Morning classes here and there too.
Maybe when the smoke clears…
-b.
and here it is!
Me gusta fancy watch.
I’m extremely grateful for her kindness and consideration lately. The family dynamic really has changed in the last couple years. Glad that we’ve been able to clear up a lot of the past and learn to treat each other better.
Currently doing my best to live well and be content. It’s… not a bad goal.
-b.
“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” – Plato
In the last couple weeks, I have…
Hopefully rest soon.
-b.
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