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Life has more or less separated me from the only thing I’ve ever loved more than tofu and chocolate: blogging. I wanna get back in to the swing of things. I think I might have forgotten how to write.

It’s been a loooong year.

Everyone needs to read this

I follow infinitehannah on twitter. Upon receiving an anonymous inbox saying, “The thought of suicide has crossed my mind multiple times tonight.”

She replied…

I’m so, so sorry my dear.
It’s unfair, isn’t it. How evil thoughts can just take us over in a matter of seconds and fill our entire souls with nothingness. Emptiness.
But just listen.
Take your hand, put it over your heart right now. Do you feel that beating? That right there is called purpose. You are alive for a reason. Whether you know it or not, someone out there loves you. They love you more than you could ever know. Please just don’t let them down tonight.
Even though you may be experiencing your lowest moment, I promise you it won’t last forever. Each second is a chance to start new and leave everything behind.
Think of your goals and your dreams in life. Think of all those things you’ve imagined crossing off of your bucket list. If you aren’t here tomorrow, those things won’t be possible.
If you’re in need of hope, go outside and look at the moon and the stars tonight. Knowing that something can shine so bright millions of lightyears away should just take your breath away. And think of applying that to your life. You’re one person, but my God, if you want to, you have the ability to shine that bright too.
There is so much to live for in this life.
No matter what you think, the world will not be better off without you. Please, think of the people who you have never met, but that you are going to. They want to meet you. They want to know what you are like. They are going to miss you. They want to be able to see you smile in real life, and not just in a picture. The people who are in your life, whether you know it or not; are all there for a reason, and they want to see you keep going.
Think of all of the magical things that exist in the world. Maybe it’s music for you. Maybe it’s reading a book, or singing, or dancing, or photography. Find your magic and hold on tight to it.
Do what it takes. Cry, let it all out, scream, throw something against the wall, but please, do the entire world a favor. Stand up, smile, and don’t ever give up, love.

Unnecessary Facebook… Things

Yes, it’s me, and I’m really dusting off the ol’ keyboard to write one of my long awaited blog posts.

So why am I writing this one? Well, because all y’all niggahs do some things on Facebook that are not only HIGHLY unnecessary, but also are a waste of my procrastination time.

1) Let’s talk about the obvious: Facebook games. And it’s not like I have a problem with Facebook games. Shoot, I was totally obsessed with Sims Social for like, 45 minutes. (Which I stopped, btw. It gets mad awkward in class when you’re sitting next to the dude you’re virtually dating. “Sup boy? You wanna come back to mah virtual crib? I just upgraded my pad, bby! ;D” MUSTAVOIDTHAT) But it’s that when I log on to your page, my intention is to stalk your real life activities. You know.. where you are, who you’re with, and whether or not you look cuter on fb than in real life. I don’t wanna scroll through five pages of requests for watering cans on Farmville! NO.

2) Indirectly speaking to people on your status updates. Listen trick, I know that you know that everyone can see your status. And if I may be so bold as to ask that if you HATE this girl for “being fake” or want your ex-girlfriend back, or want your current boyfriend to know that looking into his eyes feels like you’re drowning in an ocean of love of whatever super gay thing you want to say like it, PUT ON YOUR BIG-KID UNDIES AND TELL THEM HOW YOU FEEL IN PERSON. STOP PUTTING IT ON MOTHERHUGGIN’ FACEBOOK LIKE YOU’RE TRYING TO HIDE BEHIND A SEMI-GENERAL STATEMENT. Stop it. This ain’t the 7th grade!!

3) Oh how I ADORE your twitter updates. Let me be quick about this one: twitter is the place to go if you wanna post about the new Glee episodes every five minutes. But leave the twitter updates on twitter.

4) Virtual wrist-sloshing. And I feel like this often times ties in with number two. People loooooveeee writing about their misery on Facebook. And it’s always something like, “I loved you once. I gave you my all and then you shattered me. But it’s okay, I’m stronger than letting someone break me down. I’m rising like a skyscraper” or something equally ridiculous. Look, I really just don’t care. Like really. Write in your diary or something, but don’t blow up my news feed crying those blackasmysoul tears about your failed relationships.

5) “Gym later, then homework!” Why is it that everyone loves posting about themselves going to the gym? And I noticed that they’re never coming home from the gym! Always going to it later! But the truth is that they’re posting it so that everyone can think he has a hot bod. THATSRIGHTISAIDIT.

6) Continuous YouTube song videos. I GET IT. YOU LIKE LIL’ WAYNE. NOW JUST RECOMMEND US THE ALBUM IN ONE STATUS AND BE DONE WITH IT. I’m tired of seeing 15 straight music videos on people’s walls! Haven’t you ever noticed you barely get any likes on them? Yeah. That’s because I’m a lot less interested in hearing them after you exploded your wannabe gritty hip-hop on my news feed.

Can we just stop all these shenanigans please?

The grandest of debates

To sleep or not to sleep? That is the question. Whether tis nobler in my mind to suffer through the pangs of sleep deprivation or listen to pointless presentations and by sleeping avoid them. To nap, to sleep— no more—and by a sleep to say we end the exhaustion, and the thousand droops of the head the tired body is heir to. ‘Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished. To nap, to sleep— To sleep—perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub, for in that sleep at school what dreams may come when I have shuffled into the piano room must give me pause. There’s the respect that makes calamity of a night on twitter and facebook, and a nap at FIU.

Breakfast dilemmas

Waking up at one in the afternoon clearly has negative effects on my ability to make decisions.

I’m here trotting down my hallway to the kitchen wondering whether or not to eat cereal or toast when I realize that I’m in the mood to eat something big today. But what to eat?

I looked at my phone and saw that it was exactly 1:08pm. Perfect excuse to eat a large meal! It’s lunch time!!!

But then it hit me: should I eat breakfast for lunch, or lunch for breakfast? If I go by my clock, it’s lunch time. If I go by my internal clock, it’s breakfast time. So should I eat pancakes (making it breakfast at lunch time) or something like soup and a sandwich (making it lunch at breakfast time)?

The thought disturbed me for quite some time.

So I got the best of both worlds! Veggie pot pie with a side of cereal! Yeah!

Reasons?

People love saying that everything happens for a reason. I don’t think that. I don’t think there’s ever a reason for bad things happening to you. My belief is simple: crappy things happen, and then you try to make the best of it.