Hi... Um...
Apparently unplanned hiatuses are my thing... Oops...
Anyway, I guess I'm back??? Lately I've had a renewed interest in both vlogging and blogging, so here I am!
See ya? ^.^
Sunday, June 19, 2016
Thursday, September 17, 2015
Things That Are Happening Right Now
- I'm on the internet
- I have dye in my hair (and all over my hands oops)
- It's almost 2 AM
- My mom is doing laundry (and I wonder why I'm a night owl)
- I keep refreshing Tumblr, Twitter, and my YouTube channel
- My sister just walked out of her room
- I have a song from my extensive royalty-free collection in my head
- I'm running out of ideas
- Bye! ^.^
Puntastic
If there's one thing I love to do, it's make truly dreadful puns. My last post should make that very, very clear.
An actual conversation I had with a friend last week:
I'm going to put in my signature emote as I finish. ^.^ Bye...
An actual conversation I had with a friend last week:
- Him: Hey, can I borrow a pencil?
- Me: Sure! *grabs pencil that I'm not currently using. It has one lead left*
- Me: I think it's on its last lead.
- Him: No...
- Me: IT'S ON ITS DEATHLEAD!!!!
- Him: *glares at me*
I'm going to put in my signature emote as I finish. ^.^ Bye...
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Le Shitpost
So I just realized that I haven't made a post in ages. Same excuse I use with YouTube and Tumblr, I got busy with school but mostly I just flaked out. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I guess part of the problem is I'm not sure what to write about. Do I make this like my Tumblr, which is 30% Dan and Phil, 50% random crap, and 20% shitposting? What the hell an I going to talk about?
Pun break!! I guess we could call this post a BLOGSISTENTIAL CRISIS. If I die young it's going to be because I pun too hard and somebody decides to stab me... -_-
I'm going to stop before I pun myself into oblivion.
See ya?? ^.^
I guess part of the problem is I'm not sure what to write about. Do I make this like my Tumblr, which is 30% Dan and Phil, 50% random crap, and 20% shitposting? What the hell an I going to talk about?
Pun break!! I guess we could call this post a BLOGSISTENTIAL CRISIS. If I die young it's going to be because I pun too hard and somebody decides to stab me... -_-
I'm going to stop before I pun myself into oblivion.
See ya?? ^.^
Saturday, August 15, 2015
FEELS
Do you ever get that feeling, when you're watching a show or movie, like it's the best thing in the world but it's also destroying you inside and you can't even deal with it?
Because that was me, on this lovely summer night.
In case you were wondering, I was watching the third season of Orange is the New Black. When I say season, I mean the last half of the season. And it was TOO. FREAKING. MUCH. I'M ONLY HUMAN! MY POOR LITTLE SOUL CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS!
It could have been worse, though. When I watched the first half of the season, I literally pummeled my couch because the feels were too much.
Ummm it's almost 2 AM and I'm out of things to say. Oops...
Because that was me, on this lovely summer night.
In case you were wondering, I was watching the third season of Orange is the New Black. When I say season, I mean the last half of the season. And it was TOO. FREAKING. MUCH. I'M ONLY HUMAN! MY POOR LITTLE SOUL CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS!
It could have been worse, though. When I watched the first half of the season, I literally pummeled my couch because the feels were too much.
Ummm it's almost 2 AM and I'm out of things to say. Oops...
Thursday, August 13, 2015
It Was A Terrible Assignment Anyway
It's fairly typical of me to scroll through my Google Drive when I'm bored. Just now, I came across a file in my Schoolwork folder titled "DAMN YOU, HAWTHORNE!"
Before I get to the point here, I feel like I need to say that I was a TERRIBLE student last year. My worst problem was the same as many other students: Procrastination. In the case of one particular essay in my American Lit class, I procrastinated until three months beyond the deadline. That's right. THREE. FREAKING. MONTHS. I finished the essay the night before the final late work deadline.
This essay happened to be about The Scarlet Letter. If you know Hawthornian writing, you understand why I REALLY didn't want to write this essay. To make matters worse, I needed four sources which discussed my theme of choice. Obviously, I was not having a good evening.
Most teachers, in my experience, will tell you that organizing your thoughts before you write your essay is essential. Up until that night, with a week to go before the end of the school year, I did not take this particular piece of advice. But desperate times call for desperate measures. And my situation was the very definition of desperate. So I made a list of ideas. The following are my last four thoughts on the matter.
And I still got a B+.
Before I get to the point here, I feel like I need to say that I was a TERRIBLE student last year. My worst problem was the same as many other students: Procrastination. In the case of one particular essay in my American Lit class, I procrastinated until three months beyond the deadline. That's right. THREE. FREAKING. MONTHS. I finished the essay the night before the final late work deadline.
This essay happened to be about The Scarlet Letter. If you know Hawthornian writing, you understand why I REALLY didn't want to write this essay. To make matters worse, I needed four sources which discussed my theme of choice. Obviously, I was not having a good evening.
Most teachers, in my experience, will tell you that organizing your thoughts before you write your essay is essential. Up until that night, with a week to go before the end of the school year, I did not take this particular piece of advice. But desperate times call for desperate measures. And my situation was the very definition of desperate. So I made a list of ideas. The following are my last four thoughts on the matter.
- stories are dense
- they make everyone want to cry
- screw Hawthorne
- screw the Puritans
And I still got a B+.
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
Like Seriously. I Have School Tomorrow.
I'm up too late. (big surprise)
So I wrote a poem.
I sit in my room
Eyes open, mind alert. How
Am I still awake?
Basically the summary of my life right now.
So I wrote a poem.
I sit in my room
Eyes open, mind alert. How
Am I still awake?
Basically the summary of my life right now.
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