I must learn to be content with being happier than I deserve.
Jane Austen

starfleetinginterest:

what if the coins you find randomly at the bottom of drawers and in between couch cushions are actually from spiders trying to pay rent

ALAS! Sorry for the forced evictions! :( :( :(

I miss the sand court days when I was a freshman.

The days we ate and drank and breathed volleyball (and sand). The “practices” for intramurals which were really excuses to put off homework and laugh our stomachs sore.

The nights where you’d just show up and see who else did. Mostly strangers who became teammates. SoCal golden boys, diehard club players, kids in jeans who didn’t know what the heck they were doing…everyone was drawn to it. It was a weird cult. We’d meet after the sun went down and the moonlight cut all of us loose, and pass, set, hit till 1 in the morning.

In the daylight, we wouldn’t recognize each other without the masks of sweat and sand. There would be singing. Dancing. Rapping. Joking. I met most of my bros on the sand courts. We’d scrimmage or play King of the Court/Wavethroughs until the lights shut off at 10pm, and then we’d keep playing. Sometimes Marc would blast EDM from the portables in the Grove. Red-hot sand in the day, frostbite at night. I haven’t been back there since last year.

The camaraderie of a group of coming-of-age kids bonding together by a sport…sounds like a familiar tagline.

canadianslut:

*listens to an acoustic performance*

ohhh so that’s what they’re saying

I do not need someone to complete me
but if you wanted to
we could walk next to each other
into whatever is coming next.
I wish I could skidoo into this picture
I got owned…

theskinnyminis:

Me: (about my I<3NY shirt) “This is dirty! What is it doing here?!”

Sarah: "You’re dirty! What are you doing here?!"

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Me: ”I wish cheese didn’t smell funny.”

Sarah: “I wish you didn’t smell funny.”

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Me: (about Maplestory’s mining ability) “This is a dumb pickaxe.”

Sarah: "You’re a dumb pickaxe."

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Talking about Super Paper Mario monsters

theskinnyminis:

Sarah: “You know, a Cursya? The moving blob with eyes?”

Jordan: “You’re a moving blob with eyes.”

Sarah:

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Caleb playing Toontown
  • Me: Hey, who's the creep in your house?
  • Sarah: You're the creep in our house.
New 30 Day Challenge

The last 30 Day Challenge was a huge flop because I wasn’t really a huge fan of the questions and couldn’t truly get into them. They were too general, attempted to be too original (and ended up being vague and thus irrelevant and sort of boring and lame).

So I picked a new one. It’s a list challenge, a.k.a. lazy person challenge, so that if I’m not in the mood to write I won’t have to. Hah. It starts today.

goodmorningshuttlebus:

Relient K:

  • is he singing about a girl or God
  • we just went from an acoustic song to screaming in 3.6 seconds
  • is this a different song?
  • no wait it’s the same song
  • wow this song’s 14 minutes long
  • wow this song’s 30 seconds long
  • we just went from screaming to whispering in 2.5 seconds
  • humorous song about dying alone
  • is he singing about God or a girl

There’s like a million different ways to say “I love you.”

“Put your seat belt on”
“Watch your step”
“Get some rest”

You’ve just got to listen.