I saw Stan Lee in person today. I was actually supposed to get a picture with him, but oh well, my fault I couldn’t make it.
I saw Stan Lee in person today. I was actually supposed to get a picture with him, but oh well, my fault I couldn’t make it.
I feel like puking right now and I don’t really know why. Maybe it’s because I’m really tired, or maybe it’s because I haven’t had much to eat, or maybe it’s because both of my parents have the flu and I’ve been at home wallowing in flu germs? I do not knowwwww.
And if I’ve learned anything TODAY, it’s that Kenny is seriously amazing when it comes to making me feel better about my self-esteem and is the best at making me love him more than I ever thought I could love him.
it’s that my mom is one of the best listeners I know and can ALWAYS make me feel better when I need to talk.
GUH Georgia can be such an annoying little brat. I feel bad saying that, but oh my god, really? I want her to try some ramen that I brought home and she’s all like “no omg i’m busy playing Minecraft” yet when I turned on an episode of Adventure Time, she just sat there and watched it, and then when I told her to try the ramen she was just like, “OMG I SAID I’M BUSY!!!!” and turned the stupid game back on again. Like FRICKIN SERIOUSLY OMG??? I AM GOING TO SCREAM I SWEAR TO GOD ugh she’s almost 13 and it shows
Also, I just ate way too much ramen and I think I might actually explode soon.
So yeah, that’s about it.
This is definitely what I would look like if I were on Adventure Time. HI!
A dear childhood friend of mine whom I haven’t spoken to in ages recently re-added me on Facebook and we got to catching up with each other through messages. She knows I’m a violinist and have been playing and dedicated to my instrument for a long time, so at the end of her last message, she said, “I wonder if you’ve heard of Lindsey Stirling? You probably have. If you haven’t, she’s awesome, you should check [her] out:” with a link to one of her videos.
…I have no idea how to respond because I have indeed heard of Lindsey Stirling, but I loathe both her untalented violin playing AND her music.
so basically my sweet adorable 12-year-old sister BLESS HER HEART showed me something on this computer game that she plays and she just said, “check it!” all badass and
I am fucking dying HAHAHAHAHAHAomg I don’t even know where she heard that from because she sure as hell didn’t hear it coming from my mouth. I nearly peed my pants.
It’s almost as cute/cringeworthy as the time she said “dang gurl you NASTY” (I think she was quoting Adventure Time or trying to but STILL)
I like, never get sick so I’m probably just being a huge baby right now, but
omg all I want to do is exercise
and not cough anymore
and not have my right temple and jaw throbbing in pain
and not have half of my voice
and go into work feeling confident that i can actually be there the whole day
but mainly i really really want to exercise like, really badly.
IS THAT REALLY TOO MUCH TO FUCKING ASK FOR????
fuck this shit.
1) Why certain people brag about having “haters” or being an asshole or a bitch. What is worth bragging about when you are hateful and rude and just overall vile?
2) Teenagers generally from the ages of 15-20 who think they are so “bad” because they drink, smoke pot, and have lots of sex, casual or not. You’re not “bad”, you’re an average teenager.
3) Why it is seen as sexy or hot to be bisexual, and why some straight women (because I have never experienced men doing this, but feel free to correct me if I am wrong) pretend to be lesbian or bisexual by making out with another girl or having sex with other women to impress dudes. It’s people like that who make others think that my sexuality is a big joke.
4) People who call other women “sluts” like it’s the only word they know, yet have tons of sex themselves. (I’m not trying to suggest that people who have tons of sex are “sluts” because I hate slut-shaming as much as the next person; I’m just trying to say that it’s hypocritical to put someone down for having consensual sex with other people when they do it themselves as well.)
5) Why people think they are superior to other people for the stupidest things, like taste in music or body size or morals (like drinking and smoking — or not — or their sex lives or lack thereof) or grammar and spelling.
I ended up quitting my job at the violin store today because I got hired somewhere else where I am actually making quite a bit more money and will be working full time, 8-5, from Monday to Friday. (I had to look for a new job because I was literally getting ZERO hours at the violin store.)
Anyway, I’ve never really talked much about my job much here, but there was one coworker there (we’ll call her C) who I slowly grew to really despise after working with her for a while. I was never really fond of her to begin with, but she started acting more hostile toward me the longer I worked there. Long story short, she’s pretty fucking unpleasant and rude in general, but for some reason, she really disliked me (well, there were a few reasons, but most of them were fucking ridiculous, like that I wore boots at the shop which made her feel short because I’m 5’10” and she’s a short Asian woman standing at roughly 5’1”).
So this morning, while I was working the same shift as C, I told my boss that I managed to find a new job — I told him where too — and wouldn’t be able to work at the store anymore. Then, when C came into the room, my boss told her my exciting news (keep in mind that this conversation happened right in front of my face):
BOSS: Hey, C, did you know that today is Kayla’s last day here?
C: *smiling* …Oh.
BOSS: Did you happen to hear where she’s working now?”
C: Yeah, I don’t really care.
Wow, I’m gonna miss you too, fucking bitch. SosoSO fucking glad I don’t have to deal with you anymore.
My mom seriously just left me a passive-aggressive note on the bathroom mirror saying, “Put shower curtain back in its place!!!!!!!!!”
Who actually gives a shit where the goddamn shower curtain is oh my fucking God sometimes it’s like she has nothing better to do than bitch about everything that I do. I took a shower last night at around 2 in the morning because I had been out last night at the movies with friends, like I give two shits about a fucking shower curtain’s location when it’s 2 in the fucking morning
She’s been leaving passive-aggressive notes like this around the house (solely for ME might I fucking add) for the past few years and it’s really getting on my last nerve. Like yeah I can understand getting angry that I don’t put my shoes and my jacket back in my room and I just leave them all over the place but at least just fucking tell me if you want me to do something instead of writing rude notes and posting them all over the house. Also SHOWER CURTAINS?? FUCKING HONESTLY??? It’s on a goddamn rod it’s not like I can throw it on the floor or anything JESUS MOTHERFUCKING CHRIST
I reallyreallyreally love it when people ask where I’m from or what ethnicity I am. It happens pretty frequently with me, and it’s just always interesting to hear what people have to say. Today, one of the Middle Eastern women at the library close to my house thought I was Middle Eastern too. :) I personally don’t see it at all, but I guess I can see why she might have thought I was. I normally get “Jewish”, or “Italian”, or “Greek”, none of which I am.
Anyway, I dunno, it usually makes for some really interesting conversation. Plus, sometimes I like to ask other people that question (others’ ethnicities really intrigue me too)!
I just finished reading Anne of Green Gables. I seriously don’t think I’ve ever cried so much over a book, or related to one character so much (granted, I started reading it because, according to those Myers-Briggs tests, Anne is an INFP like I am), or even fallen in love with one character so much.
I’m excited to read the sequels, but I always feel so bittersweet reading about characters and watching them age and change. I also think I need to wait some time before reading the next novels because I always feel so different and melancholy after I’ve finished, like my life will never be the same because of one book. I don’t know. I think I’m gonna go cry some more, brb.
I just ate this entire huge container of Chinese chicken salad from Happi House and I’m still fucking hungry.
