I start cleaning by taking everything out of one room, sweeping the floor, and then finding it impossible to finish.
“PLEASEE! DON’T END MY LIFE" *puts paw out in last attempt*
Brought my kittens outside so that they would know where they lived when they become “outdoorsie” cats. They looked like they were having all the fun in the world and after awhile I brought them back inside. Now they are standing by the door whining. I feel like they are saying, “Please let me out into the wonderful outdoors!”
Curse my fear of my pets running away forever.
Walking with a heavy foot and slamming doors makes you look dumb.
- Me: *sees cat* Oh my god! That cat is so gorgeous.
- Boyfriend: You think that every cat is gorgeous.
- Me: That's because EVERY cat IS gorgeous!
- Boyfriend: You are becoming a crazy cat person.
I can spend the whole entire day looking at kitten/cat photos.
You know you are gay when you look at girls and think, “You have so much potential to be beautiful if you did your hair differently and dressed better.”
In high school a girl threw her used pad on a teacher’s desk because he refused to let her use the bathroom.
If you don’t have a picture of yourself on your tumblr I assume that you are hideous or that you are an old creep.
When I walk into a new class, I always tend to hesitate getting to know people. I usually walk into class thinking that most of the people here are probably stupid or homophobic. So instead of trying to get to know people I just sit there and learn. I guess this works out because I really end up knowing my shit, but in the end I walk out of class either rushing to the computer lab to play a stupid facebook game or going for food. And that has been okay all up until now because my boyfriend has always been on campus to hang out with. But now he graduated and I really have no idea what I will be doing besides walking aimlessly around campus, counting down the minutes until my next class. I get that my main goal in college isn’t to make friends and that I should be concentrated on learning, but I am tired of feeling pathetic.
I get this feeling every now and again it’s, “The I feel like I am probably the least interesting person in the room” feeling. It’s pretty strange because when I am surrounded by a group of people I am comfortable with I am usually the one who cannot shut up.
This is a post that would be in my delete pile.
I tend to delete my thoughtful/self-pitying posts because I sound like a pretentious prick.