my perfect world is a place where I can insult anyone that deserves it in that very moment.
1981, Ontario, Canada. some university professor wakes up, goes to bathroom, looks in the mirror and says:I got it! I’ll eat some stuff then test my blood sugar levels. awesome, eh?
33 years later, I have to memorize a table as tall as a black basketball player, containing food descriptions with their related Glycemic Index value.
I hate this system.
When I see someone successful, I think about a situation where I kill the guy in a very violent and painful fashion. if I don’t taste success, no one else should…shut up bitch.
I hate Calcium. this idiot pops up in every inch of human body you look, doing some stuff. it’s like human body is hunted by Calcium. Ca+2 you disgusting piece of shit.
as you may know, I watch Saturday Night Live or 30Rock style comedy shows (I know you don’t know, I just assumed you read my blog sometimes). my questions is: what TV shows do you recommend for me?
thanks.
I’m trying to convert myself to a left or both handed person. I was born right handed but not anymore. although it’s not going great. today when I was practicing scissors with my left hand, I cut my computer mouse USB cable, unintentionally. I am just glad that it was not my thumb.
P.S.: I’m not an idiot ok? I use bathrooms.
you see? nonsense
often I see very sad posts on tumblr. come on people. don’t let yourself be like that. here is a good advice: try simple new things.like this: start posting any stupid nonsense words circulating in your hallow skull. I’m doing it right now. you are tough. I mean we all survived Justin Bieber episode of Saturday Night Live, didn’t we?
also you can try Cocaine. it’s a guaranteed solution. LSD or Ecstasy tablets will also work.
hunters-in-the-sherlocked-tardis:
“TO BE USED ONLY IN TIMES OF EXTREME EMERGENCY”
WOW, I REALLY NEED TO SUMMON A DEMON. IT’S AN EMERGENCY.
WELL WHAT IF YOU NEEDED TO FIND A SPECIFIC DEMON WHO MAKES CROSSROAD DEALS CAUSE YOUR MORON OF AN UNCLE AND YOUR EQUALLY IDIOTIC BROTHER LOST THEIR LEGS AND AGE TO ONE BECAUSE THOSE IDIOTS ACTUALLY THOUGHT THEY WERE BETTER AT POKER THAN A MOTHERFUCKIN DEMON WOULD YOU BE AS SARCASTIC IF THAT HAPPENED HUH? WOULD YA?you know, I try to tell my friends that tumblr really isn’t satanic it just likes some weird shows, and then this shit comes up and all arguments I have are doused in holy water and burned.
I have no idea what this is or what it means. I’m just participating.
(Source: h-e-r-o-i-n)
4 PM today: I’m shaving. clean cut. smooth. no beard hair left. none.
5 PM today: I go to sleep.
7 PM today: I wake up.
7:02 PM today: I touch my face, BAM! beard is right there.
I mean…come on…just in 2 hours?!
I just realized that I’m constantly talking to myself. non-stop. and not something useful like reviewing what I was studying. I talk shit…to myself. literally shit.
I have to perform a differential diagnosis.
there is a website called annals dot or*g which is not a porn website. it is in fact a medicine journal (close) website….the point is, the word annals, looks and sounds funny to a non-english speaking person :))))))
life as it happens, real fast.
