I’m really scared for my generation, you know. The thing that scares me most is Tumblr. I hate what Tumblr has become. Because it like, it reminds me of those clique-y girls in high school that used to make fun of everyone else and define what was cool, but in five years, when you all graduate, that shit doesn’t matter. No one gives a fuck about that shit. Instead of kids going out and making their own moments, they’re just taking these images and living vicariously through other people’s moments. It just kills me. Then you’ll meet them and they’re just the biggest turkey in the world. They don’t actually embody any of those things. They just emulate. It’s scary man, simulation life that we’re living. It scares me.
Big. Black. Ding. Dong.
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I’ve been thinking a lot about this…Sometimes I want to question my sexuality but then I’m scared of what people will think.
Anonymous asked: who do you miss the most from monta vista?
harvey dent from batman. wish he went to MV longer than a semester. he coulda hung out with us.
I learned something important that night. You shouldn’t try to stop everything from happening. Sometimes you’re supposed to feel awkward. Sometimes you’re supposed to be vulnerable in front of people. Sometimes it’s necessary because it’s all part of you getting to the next part of yourself, the next day.
Do you know the definition of perseverance?
For once, a post of mine is dedicated to a particular situation. You probably won’t read this. If you do happen to, you probably won’t realize it applies to you, but who knows. Whether you think this post applies to you or not, I hope it helps.
Good ol’ dictionary.com defines it as follows:
Steady persistence in a course of action, a purpose, a state, etc., especially in spite of difficulties, obstacles, or discouragement.
I guess you could consider me a stubborn person. I hear it a lot anyways. But I look at it from a different perspective. It’s not so much that I’m a hard-headed fuck (I actually look to compromise more often than not), rather that when I know I want something, I’ll do everything in my power to try to get it. Scenarios like this are tremendously rare for me. There aren’t many situations I could name off the top of my head where I truly desired something in particular. I usually get over things and move on. But when you tell me I can’t have it, or rather, tell me I can’t achieve something, that’s when I do everything in my power to prove you wrong. It’s not that I’m unmotivated otherwise, it’s just that I hate being told what I can or cannot do (or what I can or cannot have). I’m a firm believer in controlling your destiny and guiding the course of your life.
Back in high school I wasn’t very interested in excelling in the whole academic aspect of things, so I took my freshman and sophomore year off (putting it quite nicely). It wasn’t until I felt I was being undermined by others when I really started focusing on my studies. Thankfully I still managed to make it to a college and I’m actually doing pretty well for myself. It’s unfortunate that I waited for my surroundings to shove me into my current role, but hey, everything happens for a reason. Through that experience, and a few others, I’ve been learning the concept of self-motivation, which I’ve learned is an extremely dangerous when further agitated. Now that I actually have a better understanding of the kind of person I want to be, the things I want to achieve, and how I want to live my life, it irritates me even more when I’m told I can’t do it. I can, and I’ll do everything in my power to make sure I prove it.
Coming into college I had a notion that things would be a little different. Not to say that I’m necessarily disappointed, but I definitely thought things would be different. Then reality did it’s thing and set in. I thought since I would be associating myself with a mature crowd of people, they would tend to have a more developed view on life. I assumed they would be mature simply due to the age factor, but yet again, I was mistaken. It seems that everyone has a hidden agenda, no one is really up-front about what they want. Slowly, I began to accept this harsh reality and even considered embracing the culture, that was until I was doubted, yet again. My biggest pet peeve is being doubted. But in this situation, I’m actually glad it happened, because I caught myself. I caught myself before I fell into the cycle I now criticize. I caught myself before I reached the point where I would be looking back, regretting the poor decisions I made.
Real, genuine people do exist, no matter if your surroundings tell you otherwise. Good people are out there in the world, you don’t have to find them, but you have to be able to recognize them when they come into your life. I’m not saying I’m perfect, I’m quite far from it, but I’ve actually been learning from my past mistakes and applying the lessons I’ve learned in my life today. All the trials I’ve been through, all the things I’ve done that I wish I could take back, they’ve all played a part in making me a better person. And it’s not those events which defined me, but rather my ability to realize my wrong and recognize what not to do the next time. So thank you. Thank you for doubting me, for doubting yourself, and doubting everyone. You just fueled the fire. No matter the end outcome, from this day forward, I’m going to do everything in my power to prove that good, genuine, real people still exist in this world, and it all starts with you.
