Hello
Hello
Internet addiction is destroying my life.
I’m not even kidding you. I’m not productive, I don’t create. I don’t do school work and I don’t do personal work. I literally just waste away my life.
I know Tumblr and Reddit aren’t exactly to blame. I’ve got some serious work ethic shit to sort out. But some of the fault lies with these guys. They make the numbness, mindless time wasting a breeze. And I’m hating myself more and more for it.
This is my 9,500th post. I’ve had this blog for over five years. I was going to try and make it to 10,000th or my 6th year but I’m already too frustrated.
And this makes me sad because I adore the Internet. Ask anyone who knows me and they’ll list that as one of my top hobbies and interests. Hell I’m writing my 30-40 page senior thesis and research experiment on Internet culture. But I just can’t do it anymore. I think I’m done here.
Sorry if I’m being overly dramatic, but this site has been a huge part of my life for a while now. And as sad as it makes me I just think it’s time for me to get over it.
So my friend is going to change the email and password on this account and I wont be able to access it until I’m 56 and writing my memoirs using social media. (Which is why I refuse to delete it, this is like a diary of mine, and come on, who just deletes a diary).
Seriously, I adored every single moment on this place. The good, the bad, the ugly, the hilarious, the sad, the fan feels, you name it, I probably have stored away in a special place in my heart. Especially my followers. I don’t have that many but some of you guys have literally followed me since day one and I appreciate that. I really do.
Oh goodness, now I’m crying. Ok. I’m silly. Sorry, this is pretty emotional for me. Which is surprising, but not. Anyways.
Without further ado, here is my goodbye in true Tumblr fashion:
and..
but..
so..
Holy shit, I only did the ‘fitness’ test on Insanity and it kicked my ass. After one of the exercises I literally just laid on my floor, panting, unable to get up.
The meaning of Christmas is the idea that Christmas has meaning, and it can mean whatever we want. For me, it used to mean being with my mom. Now it means being with you guys. Thanks, LOST.
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Matt Smith in Party Animals
GOD YES. I’m fucking off finals because this face in this show is actual bliss on earth.
i used to think that a foot of parchment was a lot and feel bad when harry potter characters were assigned to write that much
but then i realized the paper i write on is 8.5 by 11 inches.
so a foot of parchment is the equivalent of like, a page and a half of paper.
they complained SO MUCH about essays that were like
a page and a half
wtf guys
get your shit together
And they hand wrote shit, which is generally bigger than 12 pt font.
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