The 21'ST Century Catalogue.

I don’t get it when people on Facebook, twitter, and tumblr change their status to “HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! or DAD! like WHAT?! What is the point of that? so your friends know? Attention whoring? You changing your status to that does not change anything, and i doubt your parents see it anyways because they either don;t have Facebook or you didn’t add them. If you wanna wish them a happy birthday tell them in person, I doubt half of those “emotional” notes about your parents and how you respect them are even told to them. Someone please show me a different side to this because clearly I.Don’t.Get.It
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Remember back in Feb or Jan when I said I would start documenting everything? YA as you can tell it happened. Now that I have a phone with data and I do go to different places often that have some cool photo op time, why not just blog about it and create a caption that can capture the thought you were thinking when you took that photo. Might be a little weird cuz im only 17 but whatever it’s my blog so you can suck it. 

So me being a student everything seems to be very routined do to classes and the same handle full of people you see everyday. So everyday I always got through the same action weather it be waking up late or feeling like crap in the morning. 

First Class Media Arts
Media art is always the same because I also get there stand for the anthem and wait for instructions. I sit there and listen to girls over exaggerate and here their slutty stories, also I see couples kissing and doing lame ass flirting. Sickening. I often spend the class in my seat listening to music or sitting on the couch were I read and watch documentaries. Don;t get me wrong t’s kinda fund and the random references to me make me laugh. 

Second Class Religion  
This class is what I call the lazy class, or the basement chilling class. Basically we learn about religion for 1hour and for 30minutes we literally just chill and basically talk to friends, and not much else to do…. except hear some loud mouths yell and scream which is irritating.

Lunches
Lets sum this up fast. Friends. food. laughs. feel like crap after. Occasionally in my class. 

Third Class Bio
 This is the class where I am failing. LEGIT. (PAUSE this is one of my pet peeves. I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE SAY I’M FAILING AND THEIR GETTING A FKN 75 STFU! Like really, I’m pretty sure failing means your NOT PASSING dumb asses and START) So everyday I come to class and talk to the people who sit near me and complain, I applaud them for baring with me but honestly. My teacher is good but she’s very boring and I try soo hard not to sleep, there are some moment where there are jokes and i glance at my friends and we laugh but it’s honestly a KILLER. I’m trying to hard just to barley make it. 

LAST class Graphic Design
Last but certainly not least. This is the class where I’m the loudest an more annoying. In this class I sit in the back where music is blasting and some familiar strangers come in. I struggle with ideas and bicker with my teacher who like to insult people(Ya apparently we act and look alike hmmm NO) . I tend to get out of my seat, walk around and just talk with my friends and joke with with even though I do have work to do.  

After Hours
I ALWAYS if not MOSTLY stay after school. I do realize I have no life let alone a reason why to go home and do nothing if my dog’s not home. I pretty much chill in a class teacher or not and joke around/ talk to them if they are there. I have NO reason at all to be at school until 6 but they don’t kick me out so it’s fine…I guess. By the time I leave i’m the last student in the school and I walk home. Latley the path from the school to my house is very familiar and great. Every time i walk home with my music on I ALWAYS WALK HOME SMILING! I don;t know why. We all know smiling is good for you???? But like have you ever tried to walk around areas and keep a smile on. It’s hard and a feelings hat is very weird but good. 

  This is my life. It can get stressful and very annoying but I LOVE IT. Every failed test, every unsulted joke by a teacher, and every rumour with my friends make it hard NOT  t smile, and Just thinking that it’s soon coming to an end makes you wonder Why rush? 

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End of school, beginning of Summer and the halls are all clear and papers on the floor. In my class everything is cleaned and in boxes, saying thanks and a hug to my teacher and giving a “see ya later.” Having to walk to my locker by myself and clean it out while the ones next to me are open with wrappers and garbage. I’m the only student in school and walk back to class because I need someone only to see that the door is locked and lights are closed, leaving the now leaving that empty school which I was in. 

Just a thought that hopefully gives people a new perspective on things. So we all go shopping and go into the same stores, and theres that ONE moment where you look at the workers and begin to judge. You think “That person is fat how did they get a job?” Or “Ew what is that person wearing, their bald” Whatever. But do you ever think “WOW this store actually hired a a person who is not known as “skinny” good for that store!” Like we all heard it before: WE ARE ALL BRAINWASHED! and we, ourselves create the standard of what pretty looks like , and we later complain that Ads are doing this to us, and how your never better enough. Well ya some store ads don’t have a plus size model on a billboard, but it does not mean that they don’t deserve to work there. We should be happy and relieved that theres people who don’t look like models. I got something for you guys. DONT BE OBSESSED ABOUT LOOKS! Yes I do sometimes but at times i don’t care, it does not take over my life and it shouldn’t be something that I see on tumblr EVERYDAY. Don’t try to look like the people on Tumblr who are popular, LOOK LIKE YOURSELF and feel popular. 
This coming from a guy whose blog is majorly about mens fashion. 
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abigailislost:

I JUST SPENT 2 HOURS OF MY LIFE TRYING TO FIGURE THIS OUT. OMG. MOST DIFFICULT THING I’VE EVER DONE.

I CAN’T FUCKING DO IT FUCK

let me reblog this again