February 2012
27 posts
@cal.berkeley.edu
Today, I changed my berkeley.edu email address into a forwarding address because in one week I will no longer be eligible for a student email. I am really graduated. Goodbye Berkeley, hello real world.
Breaking up sucks.
http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/the-circumstantial-breakup/
The Circumstantial Breakup
Say wonderful. Means something which inspires delight, pleasure, and admiration. Say wonderful because it fits, like compatible and forever night conversation — every cliché come to life.
Say perfect. Means euphoria can be casual, locked between fingers on errands and commutes, wrapped wide and warm while...
dans mes petites chaussures: Simple Fettucine →
inmylittleshoes:
College meals don’t have to be compilations of random ingredients thrown together, although they often are. I know I don’t always grocery shop with recipes in mind, so a little bit of imagination helps me pull ingredients together. I started out with tomatoes and I ended up with this.
Pasta and sauce: 1. Cook your pasta of choice according to the directions on the package...
Love.
I remember when just the smell of you made me feel like I was home. What I wouldn’t do to get back to that. To feel safe and protected in your arms again. Berkeley feels like a million miles away and a million years ago. Things are so upside down now, nothing in my life feels right anymore. I don’t even recognize myself when I look in the mirror.
I miss our stable, boring...
February assessment.
All in all, this month has sucked all around. I go to sleep because I’m tired of being awake. Here’s hoping March is better.
Writer's block.
So much writer’s block these days it’s ridiculous. I used to need to be sad to be able to write but now I need to be happy. Probably because in high school I always wrote sad poetry but now I write comedy.
Woman: Can I have birth control?
Government: No.
Woman: I got pregnant because I didn't have birth control and I don't want the fetus. Can I have an abortion?
Government: No.
Woman: I gave birth to my child but since I wasn't expecting it, I can't afford daycare. Can I have help paying for it?
Government: No.
Kissing
…is such a strange thing. I wonder who decided in the course of humanity that putting their mouth on someone else’s mouth was a way to show affection.
Hi. I'm Joy.
A writer/actor with big eyes who believes in dreams and irrational things. Which is three ways of saying the same thing.
“For someone who believes in dreams and irrational things… I guess now...”
– A
“I always wanted a girl with big eyes.”
– A
On moving out.
I’ve been worrying lately about how lonely I’m going to feel once I move away from my family. But I already feel lonely living at home. LA can feel like such a lonely town. And moving to LA will mean that I can go to my friends’ parties, I can pop over to their apartments, I can go clubbing and dancing and not have to worry about driving 30 miles home at 2 in the morning, I can...
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Argentum Pilot Season special
2 headshots for the price of one? Don’t mind if I do.
Good thing I have this new job… I am spending money like water. Can’t wait for my paycheck this Friday. My bank account is hemorrhaging.
Move to LA by April? Or May?
Can I do it? Is it possible?
I want to. This commute is slowly driving me insane.
May AT THE LATEST. How’s that for a promise to myself.
Huh?
sincerely puzzled by what happened on my way home at a stoplight. Random guys in car next to me wave. I wonder if I know them. They motion for me to roll down my window and it's a younger Asian guy and an old Asian guy.
YOUNGER ASIAN GUY: Where are you going?
ME: ...home?
YOUNGER ASIAN GUY: Where's home?
ME: ...that way? [points]
YOUNGER ASIAN GUY: I'm new to this neighborhood.
ME: Ah.
YOUNGER ASIAN GUY: What are you?
ME: ...uh, Filipino?
The light turns green. The guy looks like he wants to talk more but I wave and speed off. So weird.
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The Language Archive, by Julia Cho
George: So, Mary.
There is a certain language…our language…and. If you don’t come back, I can’t speak it
anymore. Do you understand? We are the only two speakers of that language. And if
you don’t come back, the language will die. And no one on earth will ever speak it again.
Mary: I’m sorry.
But I don’t understand what you’re trying to say.
I have never understood what you were trying to say.
Pictures tell stories of happier times.
Feeling a weird mixture of hyped up on sugar and caffeine and completely exhausted from 3 hours of sleep.
9 straight weeks at airports.
Four square really has a way of telling it like it is
Endings.
Looking at photos from college makes me feel nostalgic and sad.
Oh, how I cried the night before I moved out. The night it finally hit me that I was leaving forever and would never come back.
“Everything’s going to change, Joy. You’re moving out tomorrow and we’re never coming back here.”
We sat on the floor of my empty bedroom and he held me as I sobbed.
ALYSON NOELE: Why the "Friendzone" is Bullshit &... →
mikeyruh:
angels-and-angles:
As defined by urban dictionary, the friendzone is…
“When you are expected to support a girlyou really like while she searches for a smarter, richer, and more handsome boyfriend. There is little you can do without feeling like a dick. All in all,one of the meanest things a girl can do, whether they mean it or not.”
and ”The perennial location ofnice...