I gotta start changing my mindset.
No more of this escapist and comparison-heavy bullshit.
Gotta bring back the discipline and laser-like focus of earlier days.
Just do me.
If this isn’t a rude awakening, then I don’t know what is.
Every time I gain confidence in myself, something has to come along and shoot it down.
So like, that whole Abercrombie & Fitch ordeal.
Are you guys donating clothes to the homeless to actually help the homeless, or only because you want to send A&F a political message? Are your motivations rooted in sincere generosity or some “self-described” sense of morality?
I feel like this is a fight not between A&F and the homeless/fat, but between A&F and the people who are offended by the A&F CEO’s comments. The actual victims of this whole controversy are simply a medium through which the opposing sides bicker at each other. In other words, I can’t help but feel that BOTH sides are just exploiting the homeless to make themselves look and/or feel like good people. A&F is trying to look “cool” & “high class,” whereas their opponents are simply perpetuating the “homelessness” of their poorer counterparts without actually reflecting on the enormity and complexity of the problem that is homelessness.
I mean, I’m glad that people are standing up for the homeless, especially since they don’t really have a voice in this whole affair, but I feel like people are getting just a little too carried away with scoring political points.
Why are you giving me this anti-gay rant outta nowhere? I know you trust me and all, but you just went OFF for seemingly no reason.
Funny thing is, when I was in middle school, I used to harbor this very same phobia/prejudice against gay people, and then I began to use my brain and realized how much of an idiot I sounded.
You see, I would normally engage in a civilized discussion and take apart your argument bit by bit, but the amount of hate you seem to harbor drowns all hope of logical reasoning, and I’m not in the mood for a shouting match.
Only wit and sarcasm can have any hope of penetrating that thick of skull of yours.
Wait, now you’re throwing Old Testament verses at me to support your argument? Are you fucking serious?
I’m not even gonna bother. Go read Deuteronomy and Leviticus. You have tattoos. You’ve been around the block once or twice. You like pork, squid, and lots of “unclean” foods; the list goes on. According to these books, you should be stoned to death, but you seem to have magically “overlooked” all these verses.
I just can’t.
Long story short, stop being such an ignorant hypocrite. Grow up, show some tolerance, and learn what unconditional love really means.
I hate my friends
So my driving instructor texted me, and I was walking so I just typed ‘Ok’ and hit send and then I looked at it and was like WHAT
But as it turns out, my friends are entirely responsible for turning ‘Ok’ into a shortcut.
I thought going home would be a nice, relaxing break, away from the hustle and bustle of UCLA.
Guess it doesn’t always work out that way.
It’s nice to meet people who can genuinely relate to you and your whole life situation.
Q:g s x y
G - The last person I said ‘I love you’ to.
My mom, foo.
S - 2 habits
- I unconsciously hum music whenever I’m listening to it alone. I either try to follow the melody (in the proper octave) or harmonize with it. I also drum with the beat with my fingers, feet, or pencils whenever I’m idling around. People wonder why I have such a knack for memorizing/predicting musical beats, accents and various sub-melodies, and I think it’s because my mind just analyzes/memorizes music constantly, whether I know it or not.
- I envision choreography whenever I listen to “dance-able” music, which is why I tend to listen to only classical or non-house EDM music whenever I’m studying. Shit gets distracting real quick. Ask any dancer.
X - If I’ve done something I regret very much.
Yup. Who hasn’t?
Y - If I like my town and why.
My current city? You mean the Westwood area? I do, because UCLA students are everywhere—they’re some of the nicest, chillest, and funnest people I’ve ever met.
Not to mention talented.
Santa Monica (3rd Street + the Pier), Hollywood, Six Flags, Disneyland, Getty, and the rest of LA/OC in general (not to mention home home) is only a short drive away!