Can't get over how cool (and sometimes tautological) this is

 SHE BELIEVED.

I'm losing you

So I reeeeeally feel like crying right now, but as usual I am too tired. I spent the day at a baptism then went straight to Tutorlink and taught for three straight hours.. and then this heartbreaking moment: the realization that (maybe) I'm a failure at trying to keep old friendships, or at least nurture them. <///3

I think I'm losing you, and it's making my eyes rain and my heart break into a million little pieces too microscopic to childishly put together with a bit of white glue.. or any other (sticky) means, for that matter. :(

*One big sigh.*

Heartache tonight, I know.

This ain't a post for the brokenhearted

Sir Martin's FB post led me to read the 'Strangers on a Bus' article. And it made me feel so kilig for the author and so bleh for myself. Why can't love just pop up in my life like that? :))

This pretty much sums up my perception of love (and most other things).

from a more Joseph Gordon-Levitt (read: pessimistic) point-of-view,

But hey! This is just a PrntScrn of the bad days, the ones where (s)he decides things ain't gonna work between you and her/him because (s)he likes Chocolate Bittermelon-flavored Jelly Bellys and you don't love 'em as much. Don't get me wrong, I still believe in the idea of thoughtful, understanding, funny, retro guy who would someday knock on my paper-strewn desktop and offer to share burger and fries (and the rest of his life) with me. I do believe in fairytales, I do, I do.. I just think we all have a tendency to Disney-fy relationships more often than needed. :))

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

...and my brain feels like taking a vacation, too.

Last night I cried like sht. =)) I was crying to my brother about how awful I felt about going to school, because I don't feel like I'm growing as a person there. No creative exchange. No new ideas coming to quench my thirst. Nothing. :|

Between sniffles and a pool of tears I said that this bland routine is killing me. It may sound like the stupidest thing, but it's true. I'm dying out here, man, and no one's coming to save me. :|

More of a one-line rant than a wish

I was never good at starting an interesting conversation, and I don't think I'll ever be good at it. Sigh.

Speaking of guys with girls' lashes...

...meet the prettiest boy you've ever seen. Andrej Pejic, nineteen, model. Awesome. It's not just the lashes, it's the everything. @_____________@

A fashion editor once said, "There’s something quite sexy and subversive about a man in a dress." Well, Andrej makes that statement all the more tautological.

148 years and still kickin'.