In Ten Years I Will Be Homeless

Majors I Am Interested In:

- English/Literature

- History of [insert country/movement/blah]

- Creative Writing >_>

- French

- Sociology/Anthropology

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Majors That Bore Me to Tears

- Political Science

- anything Math

- anything Science/Engineering

- anything Business

- Economics





Ladies and Gentlemen, this is why I will be homeless in ten years.

Fox Always Makes Me Laugh

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There Are No Words to Describe The Hilarity

Should I Stay Or Should I Go?

Exactly.

A Cultural Exchange

Tuesday, August 25, 2009. Rockmart, Georgia. Dollar General. 9:20 PM.

I am standing in line to pay for milk and juice. There is one Customer behind me, and a Cashier waiting for my hard-earned money at the register.

Customer (looking at me): Hey, are you Japanese?

Cashier (ringing me up): Naw, she's Korean.

Cashier & Customer: Well what are you?

Me (pulling out cash): Wait, let me pay first.

Cashier (punching in numbers on the register): I'm good at telling them apart. This one time a girl came out of Sonic's, and I said to her, "You from Laos, ain'tcha?" And she said, "Yeah! How'd you guess?" Cuz I'm just good like that.

Customer: So what are ya?

Me (looking at both of them): I'm Chinese.

Cashier: Oh, well I got the continent right.

Me (looking at him, a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth): There are a lot of countries in that continent.

/anecdote

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Oh Georgia. I'm going to miss you once I go back to school next Saturday.

Ellipse

IMOGEN HEAP'S NEW ALBUM IS FULL OF WIN : D

The Only Reason I Watch True Blood

I Don't Watch Fox News Because...

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The Tourist

What am I doing here?

Three Isn't Really a Crowd

I have 3 close friends, two of which I consider "best friends." Everyone else is divided into various categories such as Class Friends, Friendly Acquaintances, Meal-Time Buddies, and so on and so forth. Some Good Friends, a few Confidants, whatever. I don't consciously think of each person's friend label whenever I see him/her, but the rules of the category s/he belongs to are already implanted in my mind, filtering and controlling what I say to them, how I say it, for how long I stay talking to them, etc.

Occasionally, there will be a shifting of ranks; a girl from French class is promoted or a childhood friend in Georgia gets pushed down to another friend division. Demotions and parallel moves are more common than promotions. The transitions aren't abrupt, but subtly and unconsciously done. Sometimes I don't even realize it myself until long after the process has been completed. I know all of this sounds complicated, but it isn't, really. It's just hard to articulate what goes on in my head.

I almost never take on new Close Friends. I had been happy with one Best Friend for all four years of high school, and when she left, I managed to survive my senior year with my Very Good Friends. And then came college. I needed someone new, for this particular phase of my life. So I found two (and there was much rejoicing.) I'm not sure if people who know me are aware of the super-sneaky methods I use to select Potential Close Friends Or More. I won't go into details, but I usually drive all the candidates away by the time I decide to reveal my stranger habits. This is why I hardly ever change the ones I already have. I've invested too much at this point.

Alright, alright, I do have a point for this long-winded post: I simply feel lonely right now. I want to talk to someone (anyone), but the people whose voices I really want to hear are far away or busy. Sometimes I wish I had a million Close Friends whom I can text whenever I feel like it, call whenever I feel like it, and Facebook-stalk them without feeling sketchy.

Sometimes I wish I could make friends easily.