Can Tumblr automatically pick out what posts to display on your dashboard…based on your “likes” or queue?
I swear I go out of my way to find posts I like…and I end up either liking them or queueing them because (1) I really like them and (2) I had never seen them on my dash before. And then I go to my dash 10 minutes later and there are 9 out of the 15 posts I just liked :[
but it definitely gets me down and out :[
I’d enjoy the Olympics much more if I had someone to watch them with me…rather than sitting in a small condo watching it by myself. Commercial breaks are the WORST. I don’t really know anyone else that might be into watching the games, though. Just having someone I could text while the events go on or something. I’m doing exactly what PJ said…I’m a recluse here in Orange County (with good reason though…fuckin injury)
But the thing is, I don’t think it’s going to change all that much once I’m back in Santa Cruz either. I don’t think I want to be active in the fraternity anymore. I really do just want to focus on school. I really just want to focus on myself, and try and make myself happy again…rather than endangering myself in an attempt to kick it with my brothers at parties, or impressing pledges and shit. I fucked up my chance to graduate last year and there is no way in hell I am going to let that happen again this time around. Not to mention, I definitely don’t have the money now that I’m not working.
Why couldn’t I just stick to some sport, and become an Olympian? That’d be the life :] That’d be the way to make my parents proud…just look at Debbie Phelps…I KNOW my mom wishes she could have that. I mean, I’ve made my mother cry…but it definitely wasn’t for the same reasons. And with this injury…I don’t think that dream could ever be lived out.
Hell I can’t even find a hobby or interest in anything…but I guess the search continues.
On a lighter note, my boxers match my night brace for my leg. Hahaha -___-
but I definitely feel the most sad/upset when my mom has the day off of work. I feel so constricted all day, like she’s just breathing down my back the whole time. It does not help that we live in such a small condo. But I think it’s worse today because yesterday she had explained to me how Wednesday was her next day off…
So last night I kind of placed myself into a particular mindset as I went to bed….expecting her to be gone in the morning….only to have her wake me up early and push me to do chores around the place.
I feel like such a child :[
Every little thing is getting to me.
Trying to sit up in bed. Trying to put my shoes on.
Even smaller than that…Seeing people’s tweets. Their pictures on facebook. Having my mom open my door just to make sure I’m still “okay.” Which of course I’m far from it, but she just believes it when I say it.
And honestly, you can’t even imagine how bad this feels. And you probably never will. I can’t believe you helped make this happen…
I don’t know if it will ever get better.
“What are you going to do once you get out of the hospital, Sherwin?”
I never even had to think about it before. It was a no-brainer. Go back up north for college and earn my Bachelor’s degree. No big deal. I’ll enroll in classes, see all of my friends again, party with them and everything will be like the way it always was.
Realization is setting in. And it’s definitely not going to be the same.
The true, deep emotional turmoil I’m going through…(nah, I’ll cheer up a little)
I won’t even attempt to write it out on here. It would be so out of place amongst the tumblr kids’ constant feed of: “Why can’t I be more attractive?! I’m forever alone. FML FML. :c”
Hahaha. Get your drivers licenses first, bitches. Then MAYBE you’ll start conjuring “big boy” thoughts, and start realizing there’s more to life than your minds can handle ;]
I’m actually pretty stoked!! At my mom’s apartment, there are very few channels that we have from our cable company…and NBC (who’s covering the Olympics) is one of them!! :]
It’ll be good motivation to workout while I watch haha.
Monday - July 2, 2012 2:00pm
I wonder if a lot of people share the same perspective I do when viewing the world. This “thing” we’ve created called Society, is so deranged and fucked up these days, that people believe it has “killed the teenager.” But think about that statement. When a child grows up through the ages of 13 to 19..hell even 21, they’re still a fucking teenager.
Our world is so deranged and fucked up because our Society (created by us), or WE, have merely changed the mold of what it is to be a “teenager.” It seems that certain, ridiculous standards must be met in order for individuals to just feel like they belong. You must sport a certain look, act in a specific sort of fashion, and love certain people…all while encountering and overcoming the obstacles of sex, drugs, and an all-time high level of peer pressure….in an attempt to gain what?
Happiness. And as the years go by, the pedestal upon which Happiness sits, rises further and further out of our reach…not just for teenagers, but everyone!
We all want it. But unfortunately, not everyone is going to win the fight for it.
But I’m definitely up for a challenge.
Survival of the fittest, motherfuckers.
My main thing when it comes to guys is that I am always afraid of getting hurt. Almost every guy I’ve ever had a thing has hurt me in some shape or form. At a certain point, you begin to wonder if it’s worth it. Is it worth getting to know someone if it’s inevitable that they are going to hurt you? I’m not quite sure, and it’s probably why I’ve only had surface relationships with guys in the past 6 months. I don’t know man, I just don’t know.
Yeah…same thoughts here…
