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Exactly how does one go about kissing the rain?

So as probably none of you know, I recently came into contact with an old friend from 7th grade. It was weird—early last week he randomly popped into my head and I thought, “I wonder what ever happened to Ross?” and then last Thursday I get a call from my dad—Ross had called him (sometimes it’s a good thing when at least someone in my family is able to keep the same phone number for more than 5 years) and dad gave me all his contact info.

Now we’re friends on Facebook and we talk on Messenger on occasion. He’s pretty much exactly the same, which is good to know ‘cause he was blind and insane and really awesome to hang with in 7th grade and is apparently still blind and insane and really awesome to IM.

Apparently I’m still the same, too. We spent the other night talking about the old Knowledge Bowl competitions we “participated in” solely because it meant we got to go to McDonald’s and then goof around on the bus to the competition/at the competition/on the bus back from the competition.
A few more memories passed between us, and then he said this: “You never seemed very happy, still breaks my heart to think about.”

This kinda surprised me. Really? I didn’t ever seem very happy? Back in junior high, when all I had to worry about was stalking Patrick learning how to type and not getting my thumb sawed off in shop class?
I find that very…disconcerting.

Do those of you who know me now find me unhappy? Am I like this harbinger of depression or something? ‘Cause I certainly don’t remember being Emo Central in 7th grade (that was 8th grade, but I was on meds and they killed my soul, among other things) but apparently that’s how I came across. There’s a lot more shit going down in my life right now than there was back then, but aside from the occasional “I HATE MY LIFE” blog—and let’s be honest, who doesn’t have those every once and awhile?—I don’t think I’m all that unhappy-sounding.

Meh. Probably overanalyzing it. I’M GONNA GO WRITE DEPRESSING POETRY NOW WOO!

Today’s song: Vancouver City (featuring Linda Ganzini) by Innerlife Project

Liberty makes it easy

So while Aaron was drunk tonight and trying to shoot rubber bands at my boobs (some things never change), Sean and I decided that it would be super awesome to make a Flash game called “Beat the Beetis.” It would star Wilford Brimley who would ride around on his horse named Liberty Medical and fight Beetis using Quaker Oats and his insulin gun. I think it would be one of the most popular games ever.

Somehow a Tetris-related component would have to be involved.

Also, alcohol that tastes like cologne is both horrible and hilarious when Aaron accidentally drinks way too much of it.

Today’s song: Phantom by Justice

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Eine Kleine Nachtfieber

God, today was a shit storm. FUCK YOU, test anxiety, and your ability to turn my near-automatic calculus abilities into “what’s a multiplication sign? I’ve never seen that before.” I can do that stuff in my sleep (quite literally), and you know it. I don’t know why you only do this with math tests. It was like a direct repeat of my final for Math 160.

Seriously. Fuck you.

Ugh.

The ONLY GOOD THING that happened today was going to see Mozart’s “The Magic Flute.” First opera experience. Won’t be the last.

Today’s song: Cooler Than Me by Mike Posner

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Because I’m bored, lonely, and bitter about both

Because there’s nothing else to do and I’m bored, lonely, and bitter about both.
Without saying names, what’s one thing about the last person you kissed?
He’s FREAKING HOT and has a cute stomach.

You open the door and it’s Lil Wayne. You:
Scream, “it’s a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake!!”
Oh, wait, that was Lil Jon. Nevermind.

Do you ever think about what went wrong in your last relationship?
Nothing really did. I was moving away at the end of the summer, so we decided to be together until then.

Who is the next person you will kiss?
Hopefully the same person I kissed last.

What song are you currently listening to?
Happy Up Here by Royksopp.

Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?
Nope.

Have you cried this past week?
I cried today.

Your boyfriend buys you flowers, you say?
“Holy crap, I have a boyfriend!”

Has the last person you kissed ever hurt you?
Unintentionally.

If the last person you kissed saw you kissing someone else right now do you think they would be mad?
I’m not sure, actually.

Who was the last person to touch your stomach?
Hahahaha…Sean.

Do you think anyone has feelings for you?
I certainly hope at least one person does…that would be nice.

How many people can you trust with just about everything?
Maybe one or two people.

Would it be weird if the last person you kissed called you?
Yeah, just ‘cause we never call each other and he’d have to pay extra to call Canada.

If Britney Spears came to your town, would you go see her concert?
Doubtful.

Someone says to you now, “let’s go to a party and get trashed!” you say?
“Totally!”

The first person on your friends list just called you an asshole. What do you have to say to them?
I’d laugh, ‘cause I would assume he was joking. He IS Nick, after all.

When you buy something and your change is 2 cents, do you keep it or tell the cashier to keep it?
If I notice that I only have 2 cents, I put it in the little penny thing.

Does your mom like the last person you kissed?
Oh, probably.

Is it uncomfortable staring into the eyes of someone who likes you and you like back?
Absolutely not.

Is there anyone you would seriously punch right now if you had the chance?
Nope.

Have you ever fallen down stairs?
I don’t think so…

Is the last person you hugged older than you?
Yeah, she’s my mom.

Are you any good at math?
Depends on the math. Geometry? Yes. Calculus? Definitely. Algebra? Hell no.

Are you nervous about anything?
School.

How’d you sleep last night?
Not very well.

Where is your cell phone?
In the bedroom?

Does your phone ring in the middle of the night often?
Nope.

How good is your eyesight?
Meh. It could be worse…I could be legally blind in one eye like my mom or need super-correcting prisms in my glasses like my dad.

Worst part about hugs?
They end.

Do you live with both your parents?
Nope.

What does your phone do when it receives a new text?
I have no idea.

Have you ever passed out on the bathroom floor?
Nope.

Is there at least one ex you can trust?
Yes indeed.

Do you know anyone who would just drop everything just to come see you?
Probably no one.

What’s something that made your day?
I watched that Captain Planet episode on YouTube that had Hitler in it. Man, funny times.

Do you think you’ll have the same best friend a year from now?
I don’t have a best friend.

Are you on good terms with your best friend?
See above.

What do you want right now, be honest?
Sean.

Who is the last person you texted?
Haven’t texted EVER! MWA-HA-HA!

Do you get in trouble at school a lot?
Only when I make fun of perfect squares.

Were you single summer 09?
Yes.

Do you want something to change in the next month?
Please.

Can a boy and girl be friends without having feelings for each other?
I believe so.

When was the last time you gave your number to someone?
Long ago in a country far, far away.

Do you find it hard to trust others?
Yeah.

Have you hugged anyone in the last 72 hours?
:( I’m all alone up here.

When is your birthday?
February 2nd.

Are there any stressful situations in your life right now?
Do you know me?

Could you handle living with the last person you texted?
NO TEXTY.

You kissed someone last night, didn’t you?
Pfft. I wish.

If you were in the hospital on life support, would the last person you kissed come to see you?
Probably.

Has anyone told you they don’t ever wanna lose you?
No.

Where would you say your “second home” is?
Moscow?

Who do you hate the most?
Needy undergrads that NEVER CHECK THE SYLLABUS.

What do you want for Christmas?
Sanity.

Last person you talked on the phone with?
Mom?

What’s the last thing you ate?
Pasta.

Do you have a lighter on you?
Nope.

Where do you want to get tattooed?
On my back. Big old LEIBNIZ across it.

Were you happy when you woke up today?
Pfft.

If you could kiss one person right now, who would it be?
Leibniz!

Have your parents ever caught you drinking?
I don’t really drink.

If the last person you kissed moved away, would you be sad?
He lives 600-something miles away.

Plans for the future?
Get the hell out of school.

Are you interested in someone?
Indeed.

Today’s song: Hey Ya by Obadiah Parker Live

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