April 2011
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Apr 29th
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The Death of the Romantic Gesture →
Mainly because I wanted to experiment with adding a link in a title on tumblr … only to find out the site has a specific button just for that. You’re making things too damn easy, tumblr. Thank you, thoughtcatalog (like bran for your brain…or something!)
Apr 27th
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“Sometimes, nobody really cares if you’re miserable — so you might as well be happy.” -unknown (aysayako via Claire) Okay Jacob said that’s kinda sad. Which is true, but I also really like the idea behind it. Might as well be happy!
Apr 26th
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Apr 25th
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Apr 24th
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Apr 24th
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
Sometimes I just don’t think about how things will sound to certain people. I say what I want and I say it in the way I mean it (wow could that be any more inarticulate), and just hit send. And if people take it in a different way or read more into than they should, well I’m just too nonchalant to concern myself with the consequences. And I mean that in the most carefree, innocent way...
Apr 24th
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Apr 13th
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Apr 13th
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Apr 10th
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Liberating
Dancing with my fav Video boy Matt in a relatively empty courtyard. Spinning ‘round in circles and being deliciously ridiculous together to the beat of “Pursuit of Happiness” (perfect song for me). Everyone is piled on the roof at 638 (ahem, DB).  It’s entertaining for a hot minute, but it’s really a lot less fun being on the roof when 20-odd people are up there, and...
Apr 10th
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Existential crisis
Discussion about all the cutie prospective freshmen and their optimistic confusion-excitement-general enthusiasm for college (Bruin Day hollaaa).  “I’m still not any closer to knowing what I want to do with my life.” - my roomie Alma EXISTENTIAL CRISIS TIME. I completely agree. Somehow you lose a lot of that optimism, that idealism and those far-too-high expectations of what...
Apr 10th
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Apr 10th
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488. Don't bury the lead.
So perfect. This applies to everything, not just journalism. 
Apr 8th
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Get over it
I think the moral of the story is that I need to stop being self-conscious. In this blog. In the shiz that is eating my life – no, that gives it too much credit. It’s not eating my life, it’s just potentially messing up a friendship. This is going to get better. Yes. It is.  p.s. can you tell that I just really don’t want to do work?
Apr 7th
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I would like to s-t-o-p thinking about this. I feel dumb. Definitely not cut out for this. — Edit: Now that my Twitter is public, this is going to be my new dumping ground for ridic, unnecessary, nonsensical, and completely-lacking-context shiz. You’ve been warned.
Apr 7th
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Ask me now and I won't hesitate
I really want to just deck you. Who would have thought this would happen. There’s so much more I would say but that just opens an unnecessary Pandora’s box. I would be angry, for both justified and completely irrational reasons. But we were supposed to be friends. I don’t like how this makes it so much more permanent, more significant. Probably why it only gets a few sentences....
Apr 5th
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The question isn’t “What are you going to do for the rest of your life,” it’s “What are you going to start with.” Meg, in her infinite wisdom (paraphrased).
Apr 5th