Where I shop for a Christmas tree, forget things, and talk about sex. But not really.
Why I effing hate transcendentalists
This is an essay I wrote for college. Just so you’re not confused like my teacher was, the concept of general and elitist apathy is my own creation. I didn’t just forget to cite it. Continue reading “Why I effing hate transcendentalists”
Eugenia part 33
Let’s get cliche up in this club
Club? What? I don’t know. I really don’t. Here are twenty things I’m thankful for this year.
1. iTunes playlists
2. Rain boots
3. My growing relationship with my little brother
4. New friends
5. Old friends
6. Pacific speech and debate
7. Painting
8. NaNoWriMo
9. Moleskine notebooks
10. Precise V5 pens
11. Bart answering the phone even though he’s training to be a Marine and I’m just calling because I’m lonely
12. Harry Potter
13. Pumpkin spice lattes
14. Crochet hooks
15. Friends you only know through the internet
16. Doctor Who
17. Knee high argyle socks
18. Darren Criss
19. The Pacific northwest
20. My family for putting up with my crazy
Worldwide
Article 16 of the Universal Declaration of Human rights- “Men and women of full age, without any limitation due to race, nationality or religion, have the right to marry and to found a family. They are entitled to equal rights as to marriage, during marriage and at its dissolution.” Continue reading “Worldwide”
Break Out! Break Out!
You know what’s a bizarre experience? Talking to someone who you had a massive crush on for a long period of time and realizing that you were so wrong. So, so wrong. Realizing that they are totally wrong for you and you’re glad it never came to anything. But you know what’s even more bizarre? Not realizing that. Continue reading “Break Out! Break Out!”
Eugenia part 32
Why I hate football players as a general rule
I think it would be best to organize this topic into two categories: why I hated football players in high school and why I hate football players in college.
High School
Is it even a secret that I wasn’t well liked in high school? I wasn’t well liked in high school. So naturally, my status among the jock culture was not particularly good. So to the football players, I wasn’t a person. I wasn’t even really a girl. I was just that thing with the big hair and the awkward social manner that was a good person to be assigned a group project with. Football players in high school weren’t there for school, they were there to reap the social benefits of athleticism and knock each other over in a grassy field while girls in short skirts cheered them on.
College
I don’t even know why I bothered separating my problems with football players. A few weeks ago my roommate and her boyfriend were having a loud argument in our room (he’s a football player, obviously). She was mad because he was paying people do do his homework, because he isn’t in college for classes, he’s in college for football.
Ack! AUGH! ASGAJSIFJWEFHDLFKWAEJFRA.
Things and Stuff
Many topics in this video.
My Writing Jams
I decided that to focus myself better for NaNoWriMo, I’d make a playlist (two, since iTunes only lets you share 100 songs per) of songs that reminded me either of my characters, the mood of the storyline, or the way I see this book. Hope you enjoy! Continue reading “My Writing Jams”