[[MORE]] it’s amazing that the band i just started listening to because it was the favorite of the lovely boy i adored in sixth grade ended up becoming such an important part of my life. i should probably find him and thank him. then again, he probably owed me for his fourth-marking period math grade. i wanted love and ended up with music. i wanted love and ended up with so much more.
what i learned from AP tests
though math is called the universal language and is lauded for transcending cultural bounds and barriers, every discipline in which math can be applied has different rules for rounding numbers. i’m 95% confident that the difference between the proportion of conflicts that math creates due to significant figure debates and the proportion of connections math has forged is between - oh, never...
still a little wired by the red hot chili peppers concert saturday night. i didn’t think it would affect me this much, yet when the band came onstage and started playing “monarchy of roses,” rationality went out the window. i spent the rest of the night screaming out my favorite songs with my favorite band and thousands of drunk people i had never met in my life. but i...
[[MORE]] i can’t believe that i bore my heart to you. i can’t believe that i bore my heart to you and don’t regret it.
[[MORE]] I’d like to start actually blogging at some point. You know, like, start posting legitimately intelligent thoughts instead of just works of art and cryptic snippets of worries that only make sense to me. Perhaps in May or over the summer I’ll start doing something productive with this Tumblr or with some other internet text publishing medium. The reason why I suddenly feel...
Death of Van Gogh? →
^click the link! i want to believe this, but i’m not 100% sure if i should.
RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS
i’m with you
the only thing worse than getting super distracted...
…is getting super distracted by spider solitaire and failing at it. please help me.
running in the rain
normally, i would have been distraught. it would have been a battle. i might have cried, shook my fists at the sky, and wondered why fate wanted to make me sick. yet today, it was not an assault but a gift. it felt so symbolic. the rain seemed to erase the stress and negativity that has characterized this past week and pretty much this entire year. it washed away my frustrations, fear,...
to my dear GPA,
i can’t go on with this affair. i have given up too much — my writing, my music, my art, my other relationships — to please you. for a while, you were my pride and joy, but now you are becoming a parasite upon my sanity. i don’t even know what it’s like to be a human anymore. we need to take a break. … what i COULD HAVE DONE last night, instead of studying for...