I didn't really have time to make a proper post for this week, everything has been pretty blah, so here's a music video I like.
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Friday, September 6, 2013
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
BUTTS!
This post when I first wrote it was a back to school thing but when I got to the end butts just seemed like a way more interesting topic.
BUTTS. You use them to sit, shit, have sexy times, and occasionally to insult with. I wanna focus on the last one because there's only so much to write about sitting, writing about poop is gross, and I don't know anything about butt sex.
So insulting lets discuss.
Friday, August 30, 2013
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Juggling!
I started learning last Thursday and its been really rewarding.
One ball was no big deal because essentially I was playing catch by myself.
Two balls felt weird at first but I've done it enough to where I don't even need to watch the balls.
Now there's a reason two balls is normal for number of balls. (did you get it? That was a testicle joke.)
I catch all three and everything is going great, then I get over excited and start jumping around screaming "OH MY GOD! I DID IT! I DID IT!"
Or I don't know what to do and I forget to throw a ball up a 4th time.
But I'm writing this a few days before this post is to go up. Hopefully by the time this goes up I'll be a juggling master.♥
EDIT: I am no master. :'(
Friday, August 23, 2013
To: a Boy
This is kind of like a diary post. Also my first poem thing, I think. I wrote it as a story but it fits better as a poem.
I was insecure.
Home was a nightmare,
Especially when she left me with him.
But that's a story for another day
Hopefully with a happier ending.
This is about a boy.
I was insecure.
Home was a nightmare,
Especially when she left me with him.
But that's a story for another day
Hopefully with a happier ending.
This is about a boy.
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Organizing My Thoughts
In terms of actually items I'm not very organized. Things like my desk, my closet, my backpack, and whatever else usually are what I call an organized mess. I know where things are based on the places I last used them. If things are clean I have to mess it up before I get work done.
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