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this is just going to be me posting whatever i feel at the moment. pictures, words, whatever. and i will overuse it. this gives me a place to just splatter everything i'm thinking.
So today is Thanksgiving, and once again, I have a shitload to be thankful for this year. Here’s my list:
I’m sure there’s more I haven’t thought of, but I will add to this as the day goes on. Happy Thanksgiving everyone. Make sure you let the people you love know how much you appreciate them. I know I did tonight…
Alter The Ending - Dashboard Confessional
I know that yesterday is gone and it won’t come back to me,
But I miss it. After all, it never really lasts as long as we meant for it to be.
There’ll be twists and turns. They’re pulling us and tearing to the seams.
But I’ll meet you where we started once again, cause I miss you.
Maybe we were right to carry on, to carry on,
Even when they said we’d be undone.
Take it as a sign. We can still go on. We still belong.
Even when the worst is yet to come.
We’re only waiting on the sun to clear away the haze,
Cause we can’t see where we’ve gone from where we started.
Where we strayed and where we’re meant to be.
There’ll be ash and dust to bury us, but I will keep you clean.
And I’ll meet you where we started once again.
Maybe we were right to carry on, to carry on,
Even when they said we’d be undone.
Take it as a sign. We can still go on. We still belong.
Even when the worst is yet to come.
And when tomorrow comes and we’ve shown everyone
What they can never take away.
That I can’t keep out.
Tonight. I sucked it up and let it out. And that was all it took. We’re back on track, back to normal. But really, what’s normal for us? Normal is a second first date….
I’ll keep you posted, but it’s clearly never really over.
New Math - Bo Burnham
(This makes me miss college :( meh)
What’s a pirate minus the ship? Just a creative homeless guy.
And an anteater plus a large hungry mutant ant? An ironic way to die.
And what’s domain, domain, range? A kid with too much in his pants.
And two balls minus one? Six titles at the Tour De France. Cancer.
Split a decision with long division, take the circumference of your circumcision
Live like your data and when you’re all “set”,
Put it all together and whatever you get is new math.
What;s a bag of chips divided by five? That’s a nike worker’s meal.
And santa clause mutliplied by “i”? Well, I guess that makes him real.
And the square root of the NBA is Africa in a box.
How do you trace a scatter plot? Give the pencil to Michael J. Fox.
Take the approximate moral proportion of the probable problem of a pro-life abortion.
Live like your data, and when you’re all “set”,
Put it all together and whatever you get is new math.
And if you made a factor tree of the factors that caused
My girl to leave me youd have a tree…full of asian porn.
C-A-L-C-U-LATOR, mathetmatical minds make industrial smog.
And whats the opposite of lnx? Duraflame, the unnatural log.
Support the farmers with a pro-tractor.
Link Kennedy and Lincoln with a common factor.
Live like your data, and when youre all “set”,
Put it all together and whatever you get is new math.
Word problems, ready?
If there’s a fat guy in a pastry shop with a twenty dollar bill
And he’s ready to buy. In order to predict his volume change,
You need to know the value of pi.
And theres a metal train that a mile long and at the very back end
A lightning bolt struck her. How long til it reaches and kills the driver,
Provided that he’s a good conductor? And if ten percent of men are gay
And twenty percent of men are chinese, what are the odds that a man
Chosen at random spends his freetime and mealtime while on his knees?
And if Kim is half as old as Bobby who is two years older
Than twelve year old Tori, for how many more 30 day months
Will their threesomes be considered statutory rape?
Cause having sex is like quadratic expansion,
If it cant be split then its time to stop. And having sex is like doing fractions,
It’s improper for the larger one to be on top.
And havin sex is like math homework. I do it best when i’m alone in my bed.
And squaring numbers are just like women,
If they’re under thirteen, just do them in your head….and new math.
This is what I’ve been wanting for the past few weeks and it feels so good. I walked into my room and it was freezing, unlike the rest of my house. That’s because for the past few months, it’s been completely untouched. My bed is as comfortable as I remembering being. I got into my car. The seat was moved back because my dad has been driving it, but everything else about it felt natural. Driving was definitely like riding a bike and blasting my music as loud as I wanted was the most comforting thing ever. Seeing my friends was actually priceless. Running towards them, screaming - it’s exactly what I imagined this weekend to be. Now I’m back in my room, and I’m realizing I have privacy and for the first time in a while, silence (besides the music I’m playing). It feels so good to have some time to myself where I can just think and not have someone else in the room with me. Tomorrow is Alumni Day, I cannot wait for it. I can’t wait to be back in the comfort zone.
The Fold - Every Band in the USA (Miley Cyrus cover)
Love this! My friends are so clever.
Speechless - Lady GaGa
And I’ll never love again. Oh friend, you’ve left me speechless.
Tonight I found out that Jerry Pierce has left VersaEmerge. That is the second member over the span of a couple of months who have left that band. VersaEmerge was the one bit of faith I had left in all of this music scene. Any band I had ever cared about has disintegrated bit by bit or has gotten lost in the glory of all of it. I honestly thought this wouldn’t happen to them, but again, I was wrong. I got tired of blindly putting my faith into bands that couldn’t stick it out. All the good times I had with the five people that made up VersaEmerge helped me through the last bit of my senior year. Now, however, I know that with college, those times are gone. Sad to say, but I’m over the scene.
Two days. 48 hours. That’s all that’s standing in between me and coming home. Sure, 48 hours is a lot in college time, but it’s starting to feel like nothing. I’m not ready for all that’s going to happen when I get home.