Hey Jerry, give me a pint. It’s been one of those days. (Taken with instagram)
Taken with instagram
Taken with instagram
Dearest unnamed local Thai restaurant,
My boyfriend and I ate here last night and mistakingly believed each other had picked up the tab at the end of our meal and walked out without paying. I love your chicken pineapple curry (pictured here), and seeing as how neither of us can show our thieving faces back at your establishment, we will be sending our operatives in to pick up our food for us until this situation is long forgotten.
Thanks for the free dinner and sorry again.
Love,
Julie
Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do.
—
Steve Jobs
dang, i really hope the internet lasts forever.
the other day, i decided to go look for my old xanga. for those of you not familiar, xanga was the shit when i was in high school. i actually fancied myself a xanga zen master cuz it was really how i figured out how to write html codes to customize my xanga. it was hilarious to go back and read the shit i wrote back then haha. and that’s why i hope the internet never goes away and all this stuff is kept in some giant cloud filled with 0s and 1s forever.
my myspace site is still up too, except they’ve changed the interface to be more like facebook so you can’t really customize as much as you could. which is too bad cuz my customized myspace page was the shit.
i say shit a lot.
Its funny how the people you knew in high school change after you graduate, go to college, and leave them alone until you find them on Facebook 9 years later. Sometimes its easy to kind of predict what people will be like 10 years later. Like your goth kids will probably still be into zombies, wearing a lot of black, and still totally digging the Cure. And although they may still be a complete menace to society, chances are they’ve probably taken all that teenage angst and put it into something more productive like protesting on the White House lawn. Your smart nerds will probably have graduated from some ivy league school with a masters degree, but they will still probably be socially awkward, just not as much.
Its the average kids who fill in the social gaps in high school that really end up surprising you. The kids in the middle who didn’t get voted into the yearbook hall of fame, who got average grades, kept their head down, and didn’t cause too much of a stir. Those are the kids who really surprise you 10 years down the line.
Like, who knew that I would go from being the average Asian girl who followed all the rules all throughout high school, only to become a total pot smoking stoner who has issues with authority.
Completely different topic: If a girl tells you she doesn’t watch porn, but then tells you she watches ‘True Blood’, she watches porn.
Some people become cops because they want to make the world a better place. Some people become vandals because they want to make the world a better looking place.
The time of getting fame for your name on its own is over. Fame is a by-product of doing something else. You don’t go to a restaurant and order a meal because you want to have a shit.
—Banksy
