and the world spins madly on

So I’ve officially finished my first YEAR of college with a 4.0.

Whodda thunk it?

laugh-a-little-harder:

I tried to do a version of this to my roommate.

I didn’t go as planned…

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I’ve had a very disturbing realization about what I have experienced this year. I found a name for the way I’ve suffered this year; the name for why I’ve wanted to transfer from a school I’m in love with and why I’ve been so depressed. I’ve been bullied.

I think it’s odd that it took me this long to be able to put a name on what I’ve experienced.  But I guess in a way it’s not. I was never bullied in middle school or high school. Anyone who I didn’t like, I’ve always just walked away from. I haven’t ever had to associate with anyone I don’t like.

And then this year… This year has been completely different. After making it 18 years without being bullied, I started getting bullied every single day. And this time, I couldn’t get away.  We lived in the same room; I was forced to see her every single day.

It has been so hard to handle. I wish I would have realized that this is what was happening sooner. I could have tried to do something about it or gotten help. But now there are only three more days before I check out of my room, and I’m basically not living in there anymore. I guess I just need to take something out of this experience. Learn and move on and hopefully grow.

(Source: theyuniversity, via theyuniversity)

noeticallysexy:

People on tumblr always talk about liking somebody, but not like, loving them. They talk about people in this casual, “you’re cute, let’s make out” way.

Which is all fine, but whatever happened to loving somebody. Like, looking at somebody and not thinking, “you’re cute, let’s make out,” but…

Well, first, most people who are that in love spend more time being with their partner than online talking about it. 

In some respects, I think you’re right. It’s terrifying to think that you are in love with someone. To think that what you’re feeling and what you’re experiencing are more than casual. It’s also hard to honestly know what you are feeling. Sometimes puppy love or lust can be confused for love and that makes it hard to even know what’s going on in your own head.

But at the same time, society kind of frowns upon more than just casual feelings for young people. I am completely in love with my best friend, and I can’t imagine my life any differently. But I’m not always completely “open and honest about feeling that way”; not because I’m afraid of the feeling but because others are. Other people think I’m an idiotic teenager when I express how I really feel about my boyfriend. Granted when it’s other teenagers that could just be jealousy.  But for the most part when someone our age says that they are in love when they are in high school or says that they want to marry their high school sweetheart, it just doesn’t go over all that well.

Then again, that doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t continue to express how you really feel. It’s just another reason why people don’t.

Living in Texas has made me wonder how far to the left I really am.

Like I know I have fairly liberal beliefs, but I always thought I was just left of center. Here I feel like some crazy hippy because most of Texas believes the exact opposite of what I do. 

I want to be back to California where I feel normal. 

Literally, this class makes me hate Texas.

So many selfish conservatives who have no compassion for anyone else.

Yes, yes, Texas. Poor people and minorities obviously are awful people. No, no, you’re right. They’re not actual people. They are obviously sub-human. You’re totally right. 

Why is there no gif of Rex from Toy Story 3 saying “why can’t time go faster?!?!”?

It’s one of my favorite references and I can never properly make it online.

Every. Single. Day.

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did-you-kno:

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Seriously? Another one?

It’s like the world thought I asked what would happen to me as a result of this year and the world was like:

ALL THE BAD THINGS!

In the short term I will continue to have awful nightmares and in the long run I will become crazy.

All because my bitch roommate keeps fucking up my sleep. -_-

I never enter a bookstore feeling this way, but I always find myself with this mindset when I am about to leave.

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did-you-kno:

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This explains a lot from the past couple of nights. 

…Actually it explains a lot about the whole year in this room.

vendhra:

someone join me! im so up to doing this.

Whenever I see this, at first I think it would be really fun.

And then I think about being the person who has no idea that someone is dancing crazily behind them. It makes me paranoid.

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did-you-kno:

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At least from now on when anyone calls me crazy I can cite this year for this reason.