Remember to always be yourself. Unless you suck. Wise words, Joss Whedon, wise words. This is my totally awesome blog. Enjoy!

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“Brightest Minds”

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“Brightest Minds”

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“Smile Frame”

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“Smile Frame”

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“Disappointing Moon”

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“Disappointing Moon”

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Robert Pattinson Tumblr roundup!

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I think we should all celebrate by taking a moment to appreciate Robert Pattinson’s attitude and I’m laughing so much right now.

JUST ALL THAT HE IS.

I mean 

LOOK

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Robert Pattinson’s ‘Twilight’ commentary.

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I just

I’m going to miss this

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He is my favourite not-vampire

Respect +10000, level up.

What did the broken football coach say to the broken vending machine?

Give me my QUARTERBACK.

—One of my besties likes to tell me jokes:)

When is a door not a door?

When it’s AJAR.

—One of my besties likes to tell me jokes:)

My Obsession with Puns

My title kinda just summarized my life. I have, among so many other obsessions, an obsession with puns. I love corny jokes so much that I can’t stand how funny they are and I wish more people told me some! One of my really good friends loves to tell me jokes so he will be providing almost all the jokes that I shall dutifully pass on to you! And, if not, at least I can create an awesome database of mildly amusing jokes for my entertainment later:)

Here’s a snippet!

Why can’t you trust an atom?

Because they make up everything! 

hahahahahahaha:)

Sooo Reality Sucks. So does physics.

Hello world! Back here in reality, we have a lot of homework to do. I know, people complaining is never fun, but I’ll try.

Just thought I’d nonchalantly (I use this loosely) that I VEHEMENTLY HATE PHYSICS WITH EVERY MOLECULE OF MY TANGIBLE BEING AND EVEN MY METAPHYSICAL BEING. I HATE EVERY FORMULA, CONCEPT, AND FORCE THAT COMES ALONG WITH IT. IT SUCKS. IF I COULD I WOULD STRANGLE IT WITH MY BARE HANDS, AND AS VIOLENTLY AS POSSIBLE. THAT IS, IF IT WERE TANGIBLE AND ALIVE. IF IT WERE TANGIBLE AND ALIVE I WOULD KILL IT. WITH MY HANDS. BECAUSE I HATE IT. IT SUCKS. MY ARGUMENT MAY BECOME REDUNDANT NOW BECAUSE THAT IS ALL. I HATE IT. A LOT. GOD I HATE IT. OKAY. I THINK I’M DONE. CALMING DOWN….

and i’m good. as an apology for using way too many caps, i will not use caps for the rest of this post, which makes me happy because i hate having to use caps and follow grammar rules. anyways, i tried bribing my sister to help me with physics, but she refused because she hates physics. guess it’s a fam thing. anyways…there’s my rant. hope you hate physics, too. lots of frustrated love, meeeee. bye friends

Realizing I Have to Return to Reality Soon…

It’s Friday, and my school is starting again on Monday. and I’m freaking out guys!! I don’t want to go back! There was so much I was supposed to do but I never got around to because I got distracted (Netflix.) and I now have two days to do everything. I have so much homework and I was supposed to look at college stuff (which terrifies me and therefore prevents me from getting ANYTHING done. I was supposed to make phone calls and hang out with people and bake stuff and all I did was let myself get distracted (Netflix.) and read a few books, which everyone keeps forgetting to mention. My dad told me I was a bum today, because I don’t do anything, and I was like, have you seen me the rest of the year? I do a lot. and I think I deserve to be a bum whenever I can. Unfortunately, this break was not the best time to be bummy? (be bummed haha oh got it! and that really BUMmed me out! hahahahaha! anyways) and in retrospect, I should have done a lot more. Oh well. I guess not. Maybe next year? Good plan! haha:)

So Monday will be my wonderfully awaited return to reality. yay. You can tell I’m real excited. Eh. The thing about procrastination is that everyone does it. So I know, really soon, everyone will be texting me and asking me about assignments they know I know about. And I’ll have to answer them. Or will I? Earlier, my best friend’s ex-boyfriend (who actually has been my friend longer than I’ve even known my best friend) texted me asking me about a particular assignment that I don’t really know about anyways. And the way he did it. I just—didn’t appreciate it. He didn’t say hi or anything, just asked me the question, which I hate. And, if people are asking for help, they should be a little nicer and not expect me to always give them the answers they want. I didn’t even bother to reply, I mean, why should I? Usually people are like, hi, how are you, sorry to bother you, etc. If he had said any of those things, I would have gladly helped and then have been like,oh it’s no problem. But, no. I’m not just here to answer people’s questions; that makes me feel used, which I don’t appreciate. So, ha. 

I should really do my homework. You know, I love learning. I really do. I love reading and learning new things. I don’t even get to learn at school. I just get busy work and a lot of homework to do. And our schedule is so stupid. I’m in high school, right, so you’d think they’d be smart enough to come up with a schedule that would get students ready for college or at least something, right, but no. I feel like I’m in a giant middle school. They say they won’t baby us but when we try to do something they discourage it, because not everyone can do that. Why would I want a socialized school system. I know we have advanced, then pre-ap, then ap classes, but I get idiots in my ap classes. Even in the pre-ap classes. It’s ridiculous. And I mean on offense to them, really (okay a little) , but I won’t tell them. I won’t admit it out loud, but I’m actually secretly (but not so secretly) a really passive-aggressive person. I used to think I was a pacifist (because I don’t do confrontation) but then I realized that I only didn’t do confrontation because I always have to think of the repercussions of everything and I know it’d be bad. I don’t fear confrontation. I fear getting in trouble. Getting reprimanded. I hate that: when I can feel people’s disappointment staring me in the face. It weakens me. I need people’s approval. And I can’t handle disappointment of any kind. I hate being disappointed, but I hate disappointing more. And that’s that. 

Oh, man, I have to work, and I’m only still writing because I feel productive doing this and I’m using it as an excuse to not do my work. But I’m a firm believer in hard work paying off, and it just stinks because I can always picture myself at the end, being successful, that I forget how much work it actually takes to be successful. I don’t know. Anyways, homework calls! Bye, friends!