Fish

Thursday, July 31, 2014

If I could choose a friend...


Is it weird that Russell Brand inspired me to do yoga? He has such amazing things to say if you really listen to him. 
"If the answer was McDonalds and Starbucks and blowjobs we'd all be alright. They're on every street corner...well not the blowjobs."

No but for real, he says some deep shit about materialism and and the importance of not being so comparative and finding happiness within the self. 

Friday, July 25, 2014

This Arcade Fire song always breaks my heart. 

But fuck it, I love you even if
I'm going to feel like shit
By the time I get to you
Now the sky is turning blue
The stars, they disappear
One by one with daylight, dear
And yes, you're in my head
But that doesn't make you here
And I've lost all my friends
But you're the one I miss the most
And now I'm almost there
Yeah, I'm almost to the coast
And if I had any notion
Of how to drive my car across the Atlantic Ocean 
I'd be fucking set


I miss my boyfriend :(

Also, someone needs to make a less crappy photo compilation for this song.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Gym Logic

Do want to know how far my brain and body will go to talk me out of going to the gym? Watch:

"If I go to the work out, then I'll get thirsty. If I get thirsty then I'll drink more water than I usually do, and that would be a terrible thing to do because California is in the middle of one of the worst droughts in history. I guess I shouldn't go."

Yes, this was an actual thought I had today. I actually tried to convince myself that me not working out was a sacrifice I was making for the entire state of California.

Now that I've written this down, I am properly ashamed and I am off to the gym. I'll try to take it easy on the water, though.

Monday, July 14, 2014

So as of right now I'm super duper incredibly broke.
I opened up my piggy bank today thinking I was sitting on a gold mine and that my rainy day fund would pull through for me.
Do you know how much was in there?
$5.85
For real.
It took me longer to count the stupid pennies than it will take me to consume whatever measly amount of food that'll buy me.

Seriously, if you have employed parents who support you, a job that doesn't stop running during the summer, and relatively stable luck with the financial aid office at your school, then I want you to sit there and count your blessings for a few seconds...............Did you do it? Good.

My rent is is 10 days late, for crying out loud.

Friday, July 11, 2014

Summer school means a few things for me that I had totally forgotten about while I was busy being happy about being back in Berkeley:

I don't work during the summer -> I miss out on all of the human interaction I get during the regular school year -> I go slightly insane after about a three days.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy solitude. Like, A LOT. It's just that after a week of not having a direct conversation with anyone other than the cashier at Walgreens when I go buy my daily soda, I start going a teensy bit mad. I've already started the talking to myself phase and I'm smack dab in the middle of the recalling embarrassing moments from the past and obsessing over them phase. Next up is the sleep all day phase, and then finally the lash out at anyone who's unlucky enough to talk to me phase. 

Now I know what you're thinking:

"Go out and make some friends, Stephanie!"

NO. I wouldn't know how to do that even if I wanted to. I'll take my chances with slowly slipping into the abyss, thank you very much. 






Thursday, July 10, 2014

Did you know that the odds of the particular sperm and egg that created you coming together is only 1 in 80 billion?

That's gotta mean something, right?

Can somebody please buy me both Fitz and the Tantrums albums, please?


Monday, July 7, 2014

Hello again, blogspot.

I started summer school today, and while most moan in agony at the thought of class, I personally can't even begin to describe the relief the washes over me when I go to school. I constantly need to be busy, growing, evaluated, and maybe even on the cusp of failure to feel like I'm actually doing something. It's the only way I can tangibly see that I'm working on improving myself, as pathetic as that may be. Besides, you know, if nothing ventured nothing earned and all that.

On that note, some pleasant tunes for you: