attention good people of the universe

After three years of blogging about stupid things, I have decided to stop blogging on Blogger and instead move to tumblr. This is basically because:

a) I already have a tumblr page where I just reblog and like photos and stuff that other people post, so it's easier to just manage my blogs on one website.

b) Tumblr is just really easy and I like the layout there a lot more.

c) Honestly, I feel like I want to have a public blog that my friends can read (yes, very self-centered) and there are a lot of things I have written in this blog that I feel are very personal. I know, hey? I have this blog available to the whole wide web and I think it's too personal! Hilarious!

I'm not going to delete this blog but I will not post here anymore. There are way too many posts on this blog to erase this whole thing! Although, there are a lot of ridiculously depressing posts and a lot of ridiculously cheesy posts going on here with all of the memories and good stuff I wrote about. This whole blog was exactly what I wanted to be - a way to remember things that are going on with my life - but I feel like starting fresh will be good. I guess I should've done it at the beginning of the month to make it more symbolic, hey? Ah well. I'm going to try to incorporate more short and sweet things and try to stop with the pretentious non-paragraph posts. Maybe I'll try a different writing style; every time I read over my posts, I hate the way I put my words!

So here is the link to the new blog: http://setooo.tumblr.com. I'm sorry if this is a hassle, since I won't be up on your dashboard anymore, but to be honest, I'm not that interesting so you don't have to be obligated to follow me anymore.

Goodbye I Wish I Was A Writer, June 30, 2007 - January 31, 2010, 360 posts. You were a good listener.

listening to: mushaboom - feist

realization

I used to think that I always wanted to be surrounded by people I knew, even if I didn't know them very well. But these days I feel like unless I'm with the people I really want to be with (you know who you are), I'd much rather be alone.

listening to: liver and tan - the neighbourhood council

grow up and blow away

Today after I got home from school, I played Rock Band with my brother and then we looked up cheap watches on eBay for him to buy. While I was sitting on his chair, he stood beside me and leaned on my shoulder. I don't know why, but I've always loved it when he leaned on me. Like when we were in the car and he'd rest his head on my shoulder because he was tired. He is growing old! We're both growing and it's strange and weird.

it's the middle of the week

And I would just like to say that this whole week isn't actually as hard as I thought it was going to be.

it's easy

I've been opening up to more people lately than I used to before ... maybe it's because it doesn't exactly hurt very much anymore. Good thing? Yes. The past year and a half have been quite the vertical climb, I have to admit. There are still a lot of times where the memories come back, but hey, I know they are only memories. It was good while it lasted, but things are good right now.

So. Calculus is fun. My professor makes it all simpler, and time goes by faster with him. He's just got this quality that makes me respect him and enjoy learning from him. I hung out with Heather for a little while, I wish we could've spent more time together. I ate dinner alone, which was weird because my iPod died and I didn't bring my laptop in hopes of doing some math (dumb), so I just sat there and thought about things. Art class was really interesting, I love looking at other people's work and today we got to see a lot of stuff my art teacher's done. He is so funny! "I gave this table to my mom and dad and they ruined it. Stupid mom and dad! They're always disappointing me. I'm never giving them another artwork again EVER!" I couldn't help but laugh. Anyway. Walked back to math sciences with Stephanie, we talked about stuff like God existing and other things and it was nice. It always feels like I'm chipping off some of the hurt I have built up inside of me when I talk to other people about it.

listening to: giving up the gun - vampire weekend