Posts tagged: personal
I posted this on Facebook, but without mentioning that I purchased from WeLoveFine the following items:
S Rainbow Dash Cutie Mark Polo Shirt S Rarity Cutie Mark Polo Shirt S Fluttershy Cutie Mark Polo Shirt
Last night I was arguing with my friend who kept calling me gay because I was explaining MLP in detail while he commanded me “You have to watch Transformers!” for my masculinity’s sake. I’m sick of that fucking argument. I’ve never done anything because someone said it’s more masculine and while appreciate the show (Transformers) there is no telling how much joy a bunch of honestly great script and song writers have given me.
It also happens to be a superbly silly show about ponies. (I maintain that Pinkie Pie is the Andrew WK of Equestria.)
And I need silly in my life. I think too seriously about things and war doesn’t feel like a good use of my time. I’m already consumed and overwhelmed by it.
Whatever, I’m gonna be wearing ponies, butterflies, diamonds and rainbows on my shirts and intimately dancing with beautiful women at bars every week. He was concerned about the dancing. He has no clue.
Know no other bronies.
Panicking.
Caleb, get your ass back to Arizona - we need to talk about this damn magic… Excuse me… If you are available to, I mean… At your earliest convenience… Pretty please?
HOW TO CRASH:
[✔] 9.5 Hours with too many Children
[✔] Eat nothing for dinner
[✔] Proceed to eat all of the apple licorice
[✔] Do homework you don’t wanna do
[✔] Any bit of booze
[✔] Obsess over Ponies
[✔] Wonder what Psychology is doing on paper
[✔] day-long headache!
This night will not end, The disappointment has started And I made an earnest effort in the wrong place.
40 minutes late, but confidence was on my side. Choreography learned, and much better than ever before.
We finished and I could only feel foolish again, my family waiting for me.
Now I’ve been here for 5 hours and the sun may rise by the time I leave.
I want to… I don’t want anything.
Psychology 101: how to simulate every single emotion I know. Including anxiety about these journal entries.
What pisses me off greatly is the teacher has mispronounced and misspelled many words. I judge her. Judgment is terribly out of character.
Wait a minute… that’s success!
The other day I was dancing with Jennifer and when the song finished I asked “Do you have any suggestions?” [symptomatic if I really feel like I need that validation. From these guys, yes.]
“Well… not really… Though there were times you were hesitating. You don’t need to.”
Oh, guess what I do frequently all the time for everything I do:
The behaviors or mental acts are aimed at preventing or reducing distress or preventing some dreaded event or situation; however, these behaviors or mental acts either are not connected in a realistic way with what they are designed to neutralize or prevent or are clearly excessive.
I cannot perform a dance move until I’ve gone over it in my mind. And I tell others that. And it sounds like the most ridiculous thing in the world:
The person recognizes that the obsessional thoughts, impulses, or images are a product of his or her own mind (not imposed from without as in thought insertion)
This is why I enjoy losing myself to booze and blues - takes this away.
Then, there’s the hoarding. (bleh)
So, the big question is: What do I do to turn all of these behaviors into good practices?
For starters, ask a girl out when I like her instead of not doing anything except losing sleep, morale, opportunities, and everything good about life
THIS IS A JOURNEY! Unfortunately for my followers, this is exciting, because I’m sorely messed up and now I can name its messed-up-ness. I like exploring madness. (It’s called a high tolerance for emotional distress… which is weird… because I should be able to manage my own emotions better. Instead, I can’t throw out things.)