THOU = “YOU” WHEN YOU’RE FUCKING DOING SOMETHING.
THEE = “YOU” WHEN YOU’RE HAVING SOMETHING FUCKING DONE TO YOU.
THY = “YOUR” AND “YOURS” WHEN THE THING YOU OWN BEGINS WITH A FUCKING CONSONANT.
THINE = “YOUR” AND “YOURS” WHEN THE THING YOU OWN BEGINS WITH A FUCKING VOWEL.
IF YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE SHITTY OLD ENGLISH TEXT POSTS, DO IT RIGHT.
I bought a book years ago on etiquette, and never used it. I debated bringing it, but decided I wouldn’t need it.
A continent away, I need it.
…if you sit there, put yourself in stasis and expect me to be the same person I was when I left. I had problems coming back from UCR and had people freaking out at me for not being the same person that I was even though I an hour away, and on top of the fact that I was also essentially coming home every weekend by the end of it.
I’m now across the world.
I will not be coming back as the same person.
Shit is not going to end well if you except me to be exactly the same and just go off the same page as before. Going to university made me not take people’s shit anymore, and I’m not waiting for people either. If you can’t keep up, I’m leaving you behind.
A general psa from the land of common sense. Also, if you think I’m talking passive aggressively to one person and not the collective, get your head out your ass and think. :D EVERYONE SHARES THE CHOPPING BOARD.
I’ve been trying to get into makeup for the last ever. It all started when I saw a cute Sephora x tokidoki makeup bag and spiraled from there. Anyway, I got the bag, got the brushes and got the makeup and then started practicing.
After the horrible trial period of getting used to said makeup, I ran into a problem: I couldn’t blend to save my fucking life. Which frustrated the shit out of me as I could blend when it came to physical and electronic art. Yet I couldn’t blend motherfucking eye shadow. I felt like a six year old who got into mom’s makeup and looked ridiculous. So I stuck to one color on the eye and just dealt with it.
Then I caved and bought a damn blending brush (ugh, blending brushes are expensive and didn’t come in the kit I bought whydoIhavetofuckitfineillpayitigotacoupon).
Me at the thought of buying a damn brush:
Me walking home with said purchase:
Me after trying out the damn brush:
I have seen the light.
…after I pulled a Hermione in the seminar. I’m here to study abroad. To learn from a different perspective. To see how others think.
What I was not expecting in the seminar was for the professor to ask the class, “What do you think of when you think Victorian Britain” and get crickets.
It’s like Fourth of July every time.
Does anyone want to add to this list right now so I can shut this shit down.
Went and saw Star Trek again with a bunch of friends before they headed off to their homes around the country. I didn’t spoil anything for them and I was surprised they all came to the same conclusion I had: That the film was a great scifi film but it wasn’t Star Trek. I was the only one who had seen the original series but they had seen the others and they still agreed something was off about it.
I still don’t know what the ‘In Darkness’ means, as its never stated. Maybe it’s a vague metaphor/reference to the end and the 5 year mission? Whatever the case, I’m happy other people felt the same way I had instead of telling me I was nitpicking and purposely looking for ways to hate it even though I’m not.
Got two out of the possibly four immunizations I needed at the school hospital today. I feel like shit but I need to finish reading this six part essay for my final. I’m drowsy as shit and I need to get my clothes out of the dryer.
I have no idea where my phone is, and I get the feeling someone is gonna try to bitch me out for not answering but whatever. They can deal.
:l This has been a lovely week of friendship:
1. Question a friend on why she said something. Be told that since I ‘over think things’ and that she didn’t have to answer to me, I was dismissed. Awesome best friend.
2. Had a second person back up the first person and then try to pull the conversation away and make it all about skin gradient and not about the commentary the friend had made. Awesome. I can’t control the color of my skin and my racial background. Sweet. Even though I’m a mixture of PoC, it doesn’t matter. I’m not dark, thus I am ~white passing~, which had nothing to do with the topic at hand. Amazing.
3. Friend asks if I’m going to drive down. I’m honest and tell him the truth: I can’t drive down weekly. Unless someone helped me out, I just can’t afford it because I live on this magical thing called a budget. I don’t have fucking time to send my ass back home because people can’t handle me not being there for one weekend. Get told I was being ~subtle~ when I was clearly not trying to be. If I was being subtle I wouldn’t take an elephant gun to shoot a soda can.
Summary of this week: Don’t question people because they’ll dismiss you. Which they can go fuck themselves with because that’s fucked up, especially if you’re my best friend. You’ll have to deal with the back up person because the first person doesn’t want to take responsibility for their own actions. When that’s done, don’t bother being honest with someone because they think you just want to use them.