Orange is New New Black is back for season 2. Already 3 episodes in. There are some amazing Crazy Eyes moments…I am so happy.
I’m rewatching “Orange is the New Black” to prepare for the second season. I seriously fucking love Crazy Eyes so much. When she recites Shakespeare to delinquent kids to scare them straight…that is fucking gold.
June 6 can’t come soon enough.
I remember this one time in elementary school, perhaps 6th grade or so, another girl named Stephanie wanted to try something on my hand. We sat at the top of a jungle gym. She whipped out an eraser and proceeded to rub my skin raw, on the back of my hand near the base of my thumb. I had no idea what was happening while she was doing this. I just wondered, “What is supposed to happen?” Awhile later when it started hurting, that’s when I figured out that this Stephanie girl is just a bitch. Luckily the scar disappeared, but it was there for many years.
What the fuck, man.
Bought a green gatorade before my hike today. 20 minutes into the hike I whip it out of my bag, uncap it, bring it up to my mouth, and take a whiff of it—WTF WHY DOES IT SMELL SO WEIRD. I look at the label…it is lime cucumber. WHY? WHY WOULD ANYONE MAKE SUCH A FLAVOR FOR GATORADE? I am so angry that this exists.
I have something important to share. Today is a momentous occasion that I never want to forget. It speaks volumes of how I’ve grown as a person and how responsible I’ve somehow become.
I finished my very first tube of chapstick this evening. I have misplaced it several times, but I have always managed to find it again. It’s as if we were always meant to be together.
(??/??/?? - 10/25/2013)
Thank you for keeping my lips crack-free when I remember to apply you.
It’s not because I’m too proud to do it. I just hate inconveniencing others. It’s less about pride and more a strange self-esteem issue that makes me think I am not worthy for people’s care. It doesn’t make any sense, because I specifically chose my friends because of how caring, giving, and selfless they are. I’d like to think I am the same way. I like taking time out of my day to help my friends, and it comes easily because I know that in my time of need, they would do the same for me.
Yet, even though I require that my friends have the capacity to be giving towards me, I don’t actually ask that of them. I just like that they CAN. Does that make any sense? It’s not that I do things for my friends so that they will do something for me in the future. I do things for my friends because I know they will do things for me should I ever need it. After all, friendship is a two-way street. I rarely drive on the other side, but I know when I do, I’ll have a friend by me.
Here’s an example of how amazing my friends are, namely one of my best friends, Kristina. Sometime in 2005 or 2006, I was driving up the 5-I to my friend Brian’s house, some 45 miles from home. My shitty 1991 Toyota Celica broke down on me because it just couldn’t handle the uphill climb any longer. I called Brian, and he came to pick me up from the side of the freeway. I slept on his couch that night, and the next day I called Kris and asked if she could pick me up. I believe this was only my second time meeting Brian (he’s an online friend), and I didn’t want to trouble him to drive me 45 miles home, though I know he would have.
Kris, of course, said sure, and that she’d be heading out after her lunch. Brian drove me to the nearby mall and had to leave for another appointment he had. I loafed around the mall for about half an hour until Kris called me and asked for my location. Upon finding out that I was alone in a mall waiting, she started yelling at me.
Kris: WHY didn’t you tell me you were at the mall alone?? I thought you were at your friend’s house! I would’ve ditched my lunch and come right away!
Me: Well you were having lunch with Chris, and I didn’t want to disturb your couples time…
Kris: Dude. I was eating McDonald’s chicken nuggets. It’s really not that important. Next time tell me these things.
Remembering this story always brings a smile to my face. You know you have good friends when they yell at you for trying to be overly considerate for them. I try to remember that it makes me feel good to help my friends, so it probably makes them feel good to be able to help me as well. It’s one of those things where you have to look in the mirror and say, “Get over yourself.” I’m trying. I really am.
Ahhh…Final Fantasy VII.
Remember how magical the Gold Saucer was? The lively music, the colorful rooms, the mini-games…how excited you were to play that snowboard game, only to find out that it was broken (until later, of course)? And oh my god I can play the motorcycle game again? AWESOME. I loved the Gold Saucer. I bought a lifetime ticket as soon as I could. I sold my All materia for 1.4 million gil, and with that I could play as many games as I wanted there.
I remember when Aeris walked into my hotel room that one night, and she asked Cloud on a date. What the…no, I wanted to date Tifa! Tifa has been my #1 girl, from the very beginning! I wasn’t too happy about this, but I still had a fun time, because you can never NOT have a fun time during that theatre scene.
After this, I went on Gamefaqs to find out if it were possible to date Tifa. Why yes, indeed, I could date Tifa, but I was horrified to find out that it meant I had to be less friendly to Aeris. Let me explain…
When I play video games, I tend to choose the direction that my real self would take. This means I play the nice guy, though I know a lot of people like to use video games to do horrible things that they could never do in real life. Because of this, I was friendly towards Aeris whenever they let me choose the dialogue, even though Tifa was my main girl. I never wanted to hurt this FICTIONAL CHARACTER’s feelings. Is that weird?
Anyway, when I replayed the game, I made sure to be less friendly towards Aeris. Whenever she would ask questions about how Cloud felt or whatever, I’d basically say, “GET AWAY FROM ME. YOU SMELL LIKE A HORSE, AND I’M IN LOVE WITH TIFA.” Or whatever option was closest to that. I felt like a dick most of the times, but hey, I got my date with Tifa.
Gamefaqs also taught me that you can date Barret and Yuffie as well. Though it would be amusing to date Barret, I flat out refused to date Yuffie. Ever since that bitch stole my materias, I never forgave her. Seriously. Fuck that bitch. :(