People, please grow a pair and resolve your issues with some civility.
Bersu Hosgor - Istanbul, Turkey
This is why I adore my international friends.
She’s also embarrassed to write on my wall because she doesn’t want to “make silly grammar mistake for [my] American friends to see,” even though her English is excellent. ALSO, she’s visiting the states for a week or so, and I’ll be meeting up with her somewhere in Manhattan on Thursday. If you can’t tell, AH IZ IKSIGHTED. JELLUS?
I’ve spent the last two to three hours catching up on Fringe, and reading Greek tragedy, specifically The Suppliant Maidens by Aeschylus.
My life is complete.
This show is everything I love about life. SO BRILLIANT.
It covers topic including but not limited to:
- Parallel Universes
- Hive Mind
And if that wasn’t enough, before commercial breaks, these random symbols are flashed for a few seconds. Collectively, at the end of each episode the symbols together, decoded, should produce a clue to the happenings of the next episode.
F*cking ace, if you ask me.
I will spend my minimal spare time updating a new tumblr entitled “PATIENTS FROM HELL” and simply quote individuals/patients who ask stupid questions (contrary to popular belief, there are such things as stupid questions) or make mindless comments. I’m really looking forward to getting my MD. That and meeting Ben Carson.
Hopefully no one actually reads this. So straight up, I’m just going to say the following, because I want to, and I do what I want (bitch).
I was considering writing down quotes Phil and Sarah Lee say in class, and posting them on my current tumblr. Why? Because they are just so, for lack of a better word, special.
- Phil - He’s an elongated blob of questions. Not gonna sugarcoat it. He asks questions that aren’t really questions, but more like compilations of words he doesn’t know, in some sort of order with a question mark at the end. I don’t really know how to convey my frustration with him through words. Shit man, Phil would probably piss off Socrates with all of his inquiries.
- S. Lee - No, I am not giving some chick a codename to protect her identity. Her name is S. Lee, and unlike the white baker Sarah Lee, she embodies my definition of Asian without actually being intelligent (the truth hurts). She’s probably really nice and caring, but it doesn’t really matter.
- Since I’m being so straightforward today… I just googled “asian” to see if maybe I’d get a ridiculous depiction of my vision of Sarah without actually posting a picture of her, and well this is the closest I got to her “asianness” : “Sanrio Hello Kitty Unites All the Asia into One!”
If by some chance, you are reading this, and are either Sarah Lee or Phil. Sorry :) ?
I’ll probably end up deleting half of this sooner or later because I’m afraid of being confronted by Lee. Weird, right?
I don’t even know why I’m writing this. Oh yeah, because I’m high on crap music, television, and youtube videos of pets. VIVA KEYBOARD CAT!
Howard Zinn and J.D. Salinger are dead, meanwhile Stephenie Meyer still lives. I don’t want to live in this world anymore.
via (500) Days of Summer.
It took me a while to grasp this concept, and it’s probably difficult to explain my take on it without getting into the intricacies of my “life”. But once I did, the little things I had been used to over-thinking were significantly easier to process.
Simply put, it uncomplicated a lot of
stupid insignificant things I was confused about. I feel like I’m officially maturing.