gubler:

Me keepin it real in 7th grade (and getting beat up most days at lunch by the popular kids)

So I may have developed a crush on Da Gube.

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“Mmmmmm marmalade. It has to be thick cut though. The real stuff. And on your buttocks. Tangy!…. Buttocks. (giggles) Funny!”

— The great Sleep Talkin’ Man. I love his little giggle and the way he says buttocks.

Other ramblings:

• “There are certain rules to throwing a party. Rule one: invite me. Rule two? Make sure you do rule one.”
• “What the fuck’s wrong with your face?! Christ on a bike, next time you’re smiling, warn me.”
• “They’re not love handles. No. I’ve got love impact protection barriers.”
• “Parsnips are snip at half the price. I say, buy them all and screw everybody!”

frontierpsychiatrist:

While Pac-Man has no official ending, once level 256 is reached, a bug in the game results in a corrupted split-screen, rendering the level impossible to complete. (via)

Fun fact: I am terrible at video games, computer games, and anything of the like.

(via fuckyeahchemistry)

The stars and bursts of light you see when you rub your eyes are called phosphenes.

I don’t usually use this O.O smiley but this article DEFINITELY calls for said smiley usage. Underwater creatures scare the living daylights out of me. On a side note, shark fin soup is equal parts upsetting and disgusting.

Sharks!

Yeah Yeah Yeahs – Skeletons

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Skeletons by Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Rediscovered this little number. About 1:45 in, the instrumentals remind me of Titanic.

My heart melts every time. Watch the first 5 seconds, skip to 1:15, AWW at 1:19, and repeat.

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Who would like to karaoke with me?

I would be down for any song although I have the song “Copacobana” by Barry Manilow in mind. Her name was Lolaa! She was a show girl. With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there. She would merengue and do the cha-cha.

Fun fact: My Dad listens to women music on occasion. I shit you not. One time he was driving me someplace and I clicked the “AUX” button to listen to whatever CD he had in and it turned out to be a lovely smattering of Sarah McLachlan, Shania Twain, Dido, Enya, and the like. “Only Time” by Enya makes me cry (and also “What a Beautiful World” by Louis Armstrong but mostly because while we were learning this song for an assembly my teacher told me that Armstrong had died and I became aware of our mortality. I mean I guess I’ve always known that people die but it really hit me right then.)

I’ve decided that I’m going to take dance/zumba/kick-boxing/pilates lessons this summer. I hate exercising sooo we’ll see how this goes.

Also! I’m currently making a calender to keep track of my work shift this summer. I’ve been typing and saying July too much in this short time period that it now looks foreign to me.

Which personality type are you & do you think the description is appropriate? I took this test the beginning of my sophomore year and got ESFJ. I re-took this test today and got ENFP. “Got” is not the correct verb but I cannot find the right word to use. I think the description for ENFP aptly describes me although I’ve read that these descriptions are written kind of vaguely so that most people can find at least one detail that they believe accurately describes them.

Meyer-Briggs Personality Test!

I just heard my neighbour sneeze.

It sounded like “hehh-shoe”.

The sound of my sneeze undergoes frequent transformations. Once during my sneeze’s annoying shrill scream-esque phase, I sneezed in a class in which I had a substitute teacher. I got detention for “acting up.”