challenge accepted

"you're going to probably struggle with your health until you're 23 or 24"

i'll be the first to admit

i'm a hater

i people watch constantly, overanalyzing the moments they slip up.
i try to congratulate them on the few, gem-like moments they do the exact opposite.

but i try not to be too vocal about it (even though that might not seem the case).

i need to stop. it's tiring to hate on so many cats.

but people, quit giving me reasons to think these things. seriously. wear pants that fit, clothes that aren't barely there, and maybe once or twice a smile on your face instead of a gawking stare. quit making jokes at the expense of others, and quit making others feel uncomfortable with so much jib jab about "encounters".. it's only funny when yeezy raps about it.

and finally, be grateful.
people just aren't grateful anymore.

hey you! you there, you're sitting there with a beer and a nice outfit, why are you complaining about how everything is so bad all the time? what are you enjoying right now? can't you just take a few steps back, realize you're in a good place, and instead of complaining try to do something that puts others in your position as well?  i understand that discomfort with something leads to change, but it seems like people are just feeling discomfort lately without doing anything about it.  complacency about discomfort is the worst thing in the world. it just has to be.

it's so easy to do something about it.
so easy.




and this is how i spend my time before i get a call to come hang out. only after working on my chem 2112 lab report, painting my nails, and ironing my outfit for tonight.



just be happy.

ZzzZzz

last night's dream was the tits.


aziz ansari and paul giamatti as john adams as a comedian were on tour together, and their bus broke down in front of my house. my entire family was home.

aziz is being really sweet and getting to know the family and stuff, so is comedian john adams aka paul giamatti.  they really enjoy themselves.  one day i'm crying cause i have some sort of weird rash on my face and aziz tells me i'm beautiful and not to worry. so of course aziz and i start dating.

then!! we're at some grand theatre and comedian john adams aka paul giamatti asks me to marry him and shows me his 18th century mansion that was waiting for us. but i'm all like "sorry john adams, i'm dating aziz ansari. and also, you're about 300 years too old for me"

so aziz ansari and i get a little sad that john adams is a little sad, but our relationship is still strong at the end of the dream.

BAM.
so good

kale has healing powers.


also, i'm surprised how much spanish i end up not losing over summer months.  maybe i am actually good at this stuff.




school is cool.

  ¡qué descansada vida
la del que huye el mundanal ruïdo
y sigue la escondida
senda por donde han ido
los pocos sabios que en el mundo han sido!

-- my spanish professor started lecture off with this stanza from a poem by fray luis de leon. 

here's my basic interpretation:

what a relaxing life

to escape from a loud, noisy world

and to follow the lesser known path

of wise men.

gotta love it.