February 2012
17 posts
Redbulls
Do you watch Futurama? Do you remember the episode when Fry drank 300 cups of coffee and he was twitching out due to being so hyper? Well, that was me on my last speech, lol. I drank 2 red bulls before that speech and I was like Fry! Most of my critiques told me to be less enthusiastic but I still ended up with an A. Tomorrow I’m going to drink 4…Haha just kidding! I’ll drink...
Success is a lonely road.
It’s weird how I changed. My fall semester consisted of me going to school and partying on the weekends. Now,I go to school, go to work on the weekends, pay for my phone, gas, and food which takes the stress off my mom’s shoulders. And not to mention me seeing you on the weekends. I like this life much better. I guess you can say i’m away from that “Antioch life”...
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BRING IT.
Me: Did you get initiated to your frat yet?
David: Nah dude I’m getting initiated probably on march 2nd
Me: Lol are they going to get lightsabers and tap you on the head? That’s how padawans get initiated to jedi knights lol
David: Nah everybody gets to punch me in the arm once then I get paddled on the bare ass 6 times
Me: Lol damn that’s not that bad. I heard in some frats...
I really want to go watch Star Wars with Diana since she never seen the first three episodes. How dare she. But I can’t. I have to study for midterms all week and work. Fuck.
Priorities first. I’m not saying she’s not a priority but you know what I mean.
study study study on friday
star wars on saturday
study
work on sunday $$$
the walking dead right after
study
mid term monday
*i got my baby matilda back…fuck yes.
dianadidthat asked: I, Diana Johnson, DO NOT OWN LUCKY JAVIER. I REPEAT, I DO NO NOT OWN LUCKY JAVIER. HE BELONGS TO THE GREATEST PERSON EVER WHICH IS JAME MICHAEL JAVIER. SIGNED, DIANA JOHNSON.
It’s a shame that people posses these great talents but don’t use them to its full potential. There are some people on this Earth that would kill for that talent. Please don’t waste it.
January 2012
54 posts
oh, and lucky the dog isn't mine anymore. he...
i love solomon so much, he's the best person in...
One of the few people I miss most is Jordan Tyler Maramag. He will always have your back in any situation. We can be real serious or we can be joking. He’s a true nigga. And out of all the couples I know, I like him and Isabella the most. I really hope they go far in life because I know how he feels about this girl. I always wanted to say to her, “You break his heart, I break your...
In class: 1+1=2
Exercises: 1+2+1=4
Test: John buys 4 oranges. He eats one and gives another to Ted. Calculate the sun's mass.
Why did the chicken cross the road?
Plato: For the greater good.
Karl Marx: It was a historical inevitability.
Machiavelli: So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a chicken which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road, but also with fear, for whom among them has the strength to contend with such a paragon of avian virtue? In such a manner is the princely chicken's dominion maintained.
Hippocrates: Because of an excess of light pink gooey stuff in its pancreas.
Jacques Derrida: Any number of contending discourses may be discovered within the act of the chicken crossing the road, and each interpretation is equally valid as the authorial intent can never be discerned, because structuralism is DEAD, DAMMIT, DEAD!
Thomas de Torquemada: Give me ten minutes with the chicken and I'll find out.
Timothy Leary: Because that's the only kind of trip the Establishment would let it take.
Douglas Adams: Forty-two.
Nietzsche: Because if you gaze too long across the Road, the Road gazes also across you.
Oliver North: National Security was at stake.
B.F. Skinner: Because the external influences which had pervaded its sensorium from birth had caused it to develop in such a fashion that it would tend to cross roads, even while believing these actions to be of its own free will.
Carl Jung: The confluence of events in the cultural gestalt necessitated that individual chickens cross roads at this historical juncture, and therefore synchronicitously brought such occurrences into being.
Jean-Paul Sartre: In order to act in good faith and be true to itself, the chicken found it necessary to cross the road.
Ludwig Wittgenstein: The possibility of "crossing" was encoded into the objects "chicken" and "road", and circumstances came into being which caused the actualization of this potential occurrence.
Albert Einstein: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road crossed the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.
Aristotle: To actualize its potential.
Buddha: If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken-nature.
Howard Cosell: It may very well have been one of the most astonishing events to grace the annals of history. An historic, unprecedented avian biped with the temerity to attempt such an herculean achievement formerly relegated to homo sapien pedestrians is truly a remarkable occurence.
Salvador Dali: The Fish.
Darwin: It was the logical next step after coming down from the trees.
Emily Dickinson: Because it could not stop for death.
Epicurus: For fun.
Ralph Waldo Emerson: It didn't cross the road; it transcended it.
Johann von Goethe: The eternal hen-principle made it do it.
Ernest Hemingway: To die. In the rain.
Werner Heisenberg: We are not sure which side of the road the chicken was on, but it was moving very fast.
David Hume: Out of custom and habit.
Jack Nicholson: 'Cause it [censored] wanted to. That's the [censored] reason.
Pyrrho the Skeptic: What road?
Ronald Reagan: I forget.
John Sununu: The Air Force was only too happy to provide the transportation, so quite understandably the chicken availed himself of the opportunity.
The Sphinx: You tell me.
Mr. T.: If you saw me coming you'd cross the road too!
Henry David Thoreau: To live deliberately ... and suck all the marrow out of life.
Mark Twain: The news of its crossing has been greatly exaggerated.
Molly Yard: It was a hen!
Zeno of Elea: To prove it could never reach the other side.
Chaucer: So priketh hem nature in hir corages.
Wordsworth: To wander lonely as a cloud.
The Godfather: I didn't want its mother to see it like that.
Keats: Philosophy will clip a chicken's wings.
Blake: To see heaven in a wild fowl.
Othello: Jealousy.
Dr. Johnson: Sir, had you known the Chicken for as long as I have, you would not so readily enquire, but feel rather the Need to resist such a public Display of your own lamentable and incorrigible Ignorance.
Mrs. Thatcher: This chicken's not for turning.
Supreme Soviet: There has never been a chicken in this photograph.
Oscar Wilde: Why, indeed? One's social engagements whilst in town ought never expose one to such barbarous inconvenience - although, perhaps, if one must cross a road, one may do far worse than to cross it as the chicken in question.
Kafka: Hardly the most urgent enquiry to make of a low-grade insurance clerk who woke up that morning as a hen.
Swift: It is, of course, inevitable that such a loathsome, filth-ridden and degraded creature as Man should assume to question the actions of one in all respects his superior.
Macbeth: To have turned back were as tedious as to go o'er.
Whitehead: Clearly, having fallen victim to the fallacy of misplaced concreteness.
Freud: An die andere Seite zu kommen. (Much laughter.)
Hamlet: That is not the question.
Donne: It crosseth for thee.
Pope: It was mimicking my Lord Hervey.
Constable: To get a better view.
Yeats: She was following the Faeries that sang to her to come away with them from the dull, bucolic comfort of the farmyard to the waters and the wild.
Shelley: 'Tis a metaphor for the pursuits of man: though 'twas deemed an extraordinary occurrence at the time, still it brought little to bear on the great scheme of time and history, and was ultimately fruitless and forgotten.
Tolkien: Chickens are respectable folk, and well thought of. They never go on any adventures or do anything unexpected. One fine spring day, as the chicken wandered contentedly around the farmyard, clucking and pecking and enjoying herself immensely, there appeared a Wizard and thirteen Dwarves who were in need of a chicken to share in their adventure. Reluctantly she joined their party, and with them crossed the road into the great Unknown, muttering about how rude the Dwarves were to take her away on such short notice, without even giving her time to brush her feathers or fetch her hat.
Poe: The fowl was driven to utter, fervent madness-- it lept 'cross the path in the hopes that sweet death might take his wanton body- by the lead foot of a passerby, the barreling coach of a postman!- and put an end to the mania which had puzzled and tormented him ever since That Day.
“You might be bigger than me, you might be faster than me, but you won’t outwork...”
– Patrick Willis (via geoffwii)
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Last night, man….
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Why do I have to work tomorrow. whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy. I NEED TO SEE THE 49ers BEAT THE SAINTS.
Thank god we sell T.V’s because that’s where I’m going to be at all day.
But it’s awkward because the manager of that department wants me to go into his sales team and sell T.V’s. fuck, lol.