February 2011
January 2011
TO PEOPLE THAT FOLLOW ME FROM SCHOOL:
You are allowed to read my shit, but:
don’t speak of it at school or anywhere at all.
whatever’s on tumblr, stays on tumblr.
don’t ask me questions about who my posts are about.
don’t judge me from my posts.
don’t assume my posts are about you.
don’t assume my posts are towards a certain someone in particular.
in each post i make, i have my reasons that doesn’t concern you...
Work to do for today:
5 page Berkeley position paper
2 page biography on Booker T. Washington
Georgetown position paper
Outlining/possibly starting my English Q2 Final Essay
Ch 27 APUSH notes
Okay, I got this. This is all possible.
I can't wait
I ordered Outliers and Satan’s Circus on Amazon. Roughly 3 days until I get those books. Very excited to read them. Something to pass the time and they have been heavily recommended to me.
Odd.
I live in a beautiful city in Southern California. I have amazing parents, a great sister, and two healthy grandparents. I have a beautiful girlfriend who I care for very much. I am living comfortably. I have a car. I have a best friend who is like my long lost brother since 1st grade.
Even with all these beautiful aspects of my life, I really just am not that happy. When I’m alone or away...
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me everyday
fiaskodaniels:
I know I’ve hit rock bottom in homework when I have MSNBC on my TV in hope that something relevant will be broad-casted for a reference in my research.
Why do “News” stations have to talk about such stupid shit?
Anywho;
This has been a long day. I need my rest.
Goodnight, gremlins. All of you are amazing in your own right.
I feel like not enough people use this website as a blogging website. I’m not saying that people are doing anything wrong; but, I get a little frustrated when all I see are pictures that have no meaning. Unless it is comical or romantic, I typically enjoy posting pictures of meaning. I may have moments where I post utter stupidity for the idea of “hip” photos. All in all, I like...
As much as I love EDM...
It really doesn’t help calm me down as much as my bluesy indie music. I feel that I am obligated to listen to EDM in the car or when I’m very hyper. In my typical mood (distress), I absolutely adore listening to indie.
High School, High School, High School…So freaking stupid. I just had finals week yesterday; yet, I have 3 papers due this week, 1 biography of Booker T. Washington and countless amounts of busy work. On top of this all, I’m trying my best to be a good boyfriend, which evidently, I haven’t been. I’m very sore, tired, and frustrated. I don’t do anything of value. I want...
Please reblog this if you have a heart:
sintactics:
REBLOG THIS AND LOOK AT YOUR BLOG. FUCKING DO IT.
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I absolutely love it when people who I haven’t seen in like 6 months end up at the same social gatherings as me. I love the reactions they send off. I decide not to be an annoying child and don’t run up to them when they show up. They come to me a little later saying “Kasra! What? Are you too cool to say Hi now?” Actually, no. I’m not too cool. I just don’t care...
