2:37 am
FISH
jenn-nesaispas:
whoaajoyce:
My sister: Dude so you know how there’s YOLO, Kat Williams has FISH: Fuck It, Shit Happens. And then I made one up.. WAY. We Are Young.
Both of us: HAHAHAHHAH
My sister: Me and Jody were hella crackin up today!
Hahahha oh gossssh my sister and my cousin woooould. LOL
My sister: Joyce, I got a new planner! It’s 18 months
Me: DAAAANG that’s like 2 pregnancies’ worth!
HAHAHAHA had a great day w/ my cousins and daily dose of wtfz with joyce BUT time to get work done YEEE.
Yes it was :] LOL
3:14 am
loveyourchaos:
katattackish:
genderbendingriotqueer:
Basic House designed by Barcelona based designer Martin Azua. It’s basically an lightweight balloon that can be carried in your pocket and used for shelter.
“The Basic House is a temporary housing solution so portable it can be folded up to fit in your pocket. Created from a metalized polyester material, when unfolded it self inflates with body heat or from the heat of the sun to provide an instant shelter. Once inside the shelter, the material reflects your body heat to keep the user warm. If reversed the material will reflect the sun to keep a cool interior.”
I NEED THIS FOR MY EMERGENCY BAG. SO GOOD.
I can only think of sex ever.
12:04 am
A thought..
A few months ago, I would be upset over why things weren’t working out or how i fcked up. But now, i just don’t give a sht. Or well maybe its not i don’t give a sht, its just i learned life go goes on and why waste time on things i can not change or undo.
6:11 pm
@theflyingnicaraguan
Happy 21st Birthday Patricio Ortega! I know it’s been awhile since we talked but Christyne and I always remember your birthday because it’s the same as our cousin Jennifer! I was trying to find a picture of us from freshmen year at Independence but I couldn’t find it. I think it was a picture of us in p.e on a collaboration day and you were wearing this shirt of Mac Dre, LOL! I remember the days we would chat on aim and you changed my myspace theme to mac dre!! ONE LAST THING, I remember we were chatting on aim and I was singing to you but then I went to the bathroom and came back trying to sit on my chair but totally fell on my ass. Well hope you are doing good and have a blast today! Get shtfaced, LOL :D
6:16 pm
I hated school. I hated work. I hated boredom. I had no interest. I had a happy childhood. There was school, adolescence, growing up, questions about the future. I was twenty-one. I had no dream. I dropped in and out of college. After three years I wasn’t going back.
Students sat on lawns, drank coffee, held books, discussed ideas, wore expensive sandals and footwear. Professors taught classes on campus greens. Students basked in youth, in the fine times of college. I was told I’d meet my friends for life in college.
Everywhere people smoked, sat on wide steps of academic buildings, enjoyed the outdoors together, like people in glossy-paged catalogues.
I hated college atmosphere. I left college for the last time as impulsively as ever – free and happy – like I had a bottomless pocket of money, fully funded, like my lungs were fresh and I could still run a mile in under six minutes. Cars passed slow with the wind brushing up my hair. I listened to the dusty dirt on the bottoms of my new leather shoes. I felt slow like a fish underwater, like a soft cloud pulled along. I was content to be slow, away from the vague traps between cause and effect.
Birds made noise along the roadsides, up high in the light-green pine needles. I smelled the sandy heat. When I closed my eyes I believed I had a grand future; I had no problems; the past didn’t matter. I was going to make my life an adventure.
