I suppose tumblr is the place for overdramatizing one’s life. i’m not going to do that, i’m simply noting my affirmation of such a thing. i feel bad for folks who dont have what they want, or what they deserve, but at the same time i have to ask myself “how much could i really help them? if the answer to that is ‘not much’ then why should i stress about it?” and that’s kinda what i’m doing. i mean, there aren’t many of these situations popping up in front of me, but i do find myself thanking my lucky stars that my life is so wonderful lately. :) by lucky stars i suppose i mean good luck/good decisions. yeah, i feel bad for those folks though. :( i’m just not trying to shorten my life over something i can do nothing about. just like the weather. i could get depressed every time it rains. in this state, that’s a death sentence. haha. but i choose to let things i control be the sparks for my mood. like when im biking home and it’s raining, i accept that i’ll be soaked to the bone by the time i get home anyways, so i might as well ride fast for the hell of it. thankfully it isnt raining anymore. now that i’ve typed that, it’s going to rain. :-| sorry guys, my bad.
my tumblr is very without pictures. idc though, there are few people that read my posts. this does not concern me. it’s just as superfluous as every other weird thing we all do. like waking up early, and mowing the lawn. we’re all polishing the brass on the titanic, so we might as well play as hard as we can after we finish our arbiting tasks. actually, they aren’t arbiting at all. they’re a means to an end, as is everything in life. jobs/school are ways to get money so we can do fun shit that makes life meaningful. i like the sound of that. life is about people, for me. material posessions are cool, and i love them, but people complete me. one in particular. <3 :) but i’ll enjoy my job as a physical therapist because of the good salary, content of the work, interactions with patients, and amicable hours. i want to have an extensive social calendar outside of work. well, i say that now. who knows how i’ll feel in 5 years? 5 years ago i was finishing freshman year of HS, i think. there has been an enormous learning curve since then. i wonder if it will continue at the same increasing rate? meh, i’m not too consumed by the future, and am even less so with the past. i find that i enjoy life more if i take it day by day, trying to milk every bit of sweet awesomeness out of life. it’s been working pretty well! and i stress less. i feel sorry for my classmates who stress their asses off about their careers- mostly the pre-med folks. i hope they actually enjoy practicing medicine, if they all end up getting there. we only live once as far as i know, and i’m trying to seize the day with all my fuerza.
im so down to live in a house. man. apartments are quite passe. jk, i like apartments well enough. i just hate the upstairs neighbors who have noisy sex one night and screaming, wall-thumping battles the next, which often end in window slamming (for some reason). mehhh, maybe the condo will be better insulated from the qualms of other folks. we shall see. :-| either way, IDGAF. i’ll live through whatever, and deal with whatever, and blah blah blah. though i may sound apathetic, it’s really just the acceptance speech of someone who understands that some things suck, but must be done. SPEAKING OF WHICH— i will have a dish washer in the condo. be jealous. :) and a washer and dryer.. but i’ll definitely just go home to get all that done. meh. blargh. so glad there’s a long summer separating spring and winter quarters. i’m going to be a busy fellow next year. rowing will be intense, but fun. “i’ve been trying to set up a statement i can end with “—he mumbled querulously into his pillow” but i can’t seem to do it,” He mumbled querulously into his pillow. INCEPTION.
i’ve been expanding my vocabulary, and have realized that i am super good at hang man. mostly because max and meowhammad (BFF’s) always play it during anatomy. i always guess their words before they do. hella mad.
oh man, i dont care about much right now. such a scrunchy lipped snooty raised eyebrow face mood. accompanied by a pair of middle fingers for the things i’d rather not deal with or think about right now. it’s liberating thinking about how slowly time actually passes, and how some things finish on their own. liberating in the sense that you don’t have to worry about it any more when it’s gone. i would hate doing a job where i have deadlines and crap. journalism and whatnot. no thanks. “oh, but i can look uber indie with my thick rimmed glasses, greasy black curly hair, slightly stubbly face, and fixed gear bike with matching messenger bag!” this is true, but still. no thank you. oh, and fixed gear bikes make me shake my head. especially when the people riding them are the biggest twat-looking folks in the world. *wears oblong strangely large glasses that look like dwight schrute’s just to ‘fit in’ with the croud that is supposed to be non-conformist* meh, that’s how all groups are. everywhere. there’s always some dress code, or body type, or way of thinking or speaking that you must have to fit in in certain groups. SLC punk does a good job of illustrating just such a thing. Jason Segel’s character is a straight laced looking dude, who does not at all resemble a punk. however, he beats the living piss out of people for accidental things. he is, thus, a punk. double standards are another thign that just make me tilt my head with confusion and anger. I WILL PREACH ABOUT THINGS AND THEN DO THE EXACT OPPOSITE. or is that just hypocrisy? perhaps i need to google double standards. done. either way, double standards and hypocrisy piss me off. and by piss me off i mean they cause me to ignore them completely. as a student at an institution such as UW, ive had numerous oppurtunities to march about a bunch of bullshit to express my angst and loathing for something myself and a few others have deemed ‘broken.’ for instance, Sodexo and Animal rights activism. Sodexo is a food services company that apparently under pays its workers and crushes attempts to unionize amongst its employees. there was a march on campus about it, and i was like ‘wut iz sodexo’ and one of the marchers couldnt even really tell me why it was bad. he tried to bandwagon me and my friends by saying “you should march with us! it’s a good cause!” but boy have i ever learned my lessons with those fools. :-| meh. animal rights activists are even more ridiculous. i saw some PETA affiliated protestors go running into the health sciences building with large signs saying UW supports animal cruelty because of our research facilities. i guess they WANT all those vaccines to have never existed. :-| i mean, there are tons of awesome things that have come from animal testing, and tons of lives saved because of them. MAI LIFE IS WERTH THA SAYM AS THAT MOUS. then shut the fuck up and go eat some garbage bro. if that mouse had the brain power, it would use less intelligent creatures as guinea pigs (punny) to promote its species too. any logical animal would. if there were a better, more accurate way of testing vaccines and products to keep humans safe, i guarantee you we’d be implementing them. i wrote a research paper on this topic. 14 pages. i love animals, and i am so incredibly thankful that they have helped the human species be more succesful.