Got recognized at work today by someone who saw the commercial that I happen to be in. This is not good.
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In 42 hours it will be Friday night. I am going to love this Friday night.
Biting the bullet
Tomorrow, I am going to mail a very important letter, and when I have the reply in my hands, I will sit on my bed and cry and talk to one of my close friends and I probably won’t even open the damn thing until 3am the next day.
Because I need answers and information. I want these things, but I will never be ready for them.
I also want them because I like to Facebook stalk and I like a challenge.
And also because I want to have the upper hand.
Not that this is a game or anything.
Whatever.
Keep moving forwards.
That’s all.
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When you stop caring so much what people think of you it becomes fun to wonder what people think of you.
The happier I become, the less time I spend on Tumblr.
But I miss Tumblr.
That awful moment when you’re dreaming the perfect dream and the future looks amazing, and the past is forgiven… and then you wake up and think you’re late for work. But you’re not, because today is your day off. All of a sudden real life is a little bit better.
“Butterflies can’t see their wings. They can’t see how truly beautiful they are, but everyone else can. People are like that as well.”
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"Two possibilities exist: Either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying."
Arthur C. Clarke
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