Summer is my favorite season of all seasons. I love hot weather but once it reaches 100 degrees and I have to walk around outside for work while wearing jeans and at least a short sleeved shirt, then I get mad.
I don’t really regret much of anything anymore. The way I see it, everything that happens in my life gives me more experience in how to handle situations. I think at this point, the only things that I really regret happened while I was drunk. >_>
rjpoofy said: Two things, One, Chilllaaaaxxxx gurl. RE-HEALLY :3 you got friends you can talk to. And I’m one of em… also who’s zachery quinto?
theturkmya said: I totally understand this. My friends have their apartments and their other friends who they always invite over while I’m just home….knitting or blogging. It gets boring and lonely, sigh. But anyways I love you and I think we should hang out soon.
I’m a very picky eater. I prefer really plain tasting foods like cheese and meat. I generally prefer salty foods, I can eat things that are too salty for my friends usually. I like spicy, sweet, sour and bitter foods but I can’t eat a lot of it at once. Like, mangoes are too sweet for me, hot salsa is unpleasant, and I’m very picky about the herbs that go into my food. But I love eating.
I’m so tired of getting super jealous over stupid crap that I shouldn’t care about and then working myself into a misanthropic frenzy so I can’t let it go. for some reason lately I just haven’t been happy with the way my life is, I don’t know why, I don’t know where it came from, I used to be happy just sitting around during the summer but now it’s just eating away at me and I don’t know how to fix it. all my friends are away doing fun things without me and the people I have left here I don’t really feel comfortable hanging out with/don’t get the same satisfaction out of seeing like I should/would like to. then while I’m all alone at home I have to worry about my parents pressuring me into finding a job, making a budget, doing pointless shit for no reason other than to make me crazy and want to leave even more. I watch these late night shows with these amazing celebrities that I adore and it makes me take for granted the things that I have but really, right now I’m just bumming around, whining and crying on my good for nothing blog and wasting my life away. oh and i’m writing a star trek fanfic when, being the tool that I am, I haven’t even watched the series. I just want to do Zachary Quinto. (no regrets, but I mean really can you blame me for that? he’s so hott @u@)
I’m a very organized person. I keep my spaces clean 90% of the time. I clean my room when I’m bored and especially when I’m angry. It’s really calming once I clean up all my shit and see the outcome. :)
Literally, everywhere I go, there’s a child crying. I went to a college football game, sat in the STUDENT section and there was a kid crying. The other day, a baby only started making noises while I was talking.
It’s my curse and whenever it happens I just give my friends a look like :I
My biggest fear is drowning. I have a reoccurring dream of being stuck at the bottom of the ocean in an underwater cave, having to decide whether to try and swim to the top or try and survive. But I’ve eventually rationalized it to the fact that if I were stuck at the bottom, the pressure would probably kill me as it is.