I like being an asshole to Adrian. He deserves it most of the time, if you ask me (or Lina… or Gisela… or Miranda…)
Adrian’s an okay friend. Heck, he’s like a younger brother sometimes. We spill our secrets to each other, and give advices etc. We get along, just like that.
However, we are both very competitive, when it comes to all things academic. Consequently, we strive to better than the other in all of our classes. Not since sophomore year did he start doing this. Whatever triggered his hate for me and my grades, GPA, and rank, I don’t know. Adrian likes to point out my mistakes and has not-so-subtle way of doing so.
I hate that. Don’t get me wrong. I find it more than okay, when people correct me, but there’s just something about Adrian correcting me that makes me feel dumb as fuck. Who knows? Maybe it’s just jealousy. Maybe I’m jealous of him. Or maybe I feel threatened whenever he finds my mistake. Maybe I feel as if he’s a threat to me and the things I hope to achieve in high school (i.e. becoming Valedictorian). Maybe he feels the same way. I’m a threat to the things he hopes to attain.
EDITS:
1. What I wrote up there? That’s the best depiction of why I hate my nerdy self, most of the time. I get too obsessed with grades and GPA blah blah blah. I get very competitive, thus turning me into a heartless bitch to those I contend against academically. It’s the Asian in me that’s causing this to happen :P
2. By the way, I didn’t click the Comment button.
Don’t worry dear, I’m the same way. Just keep on truckin’
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GPOYW - Happy Finals Week.
Contrast to the picture, it’s going pretty well, better than I expected. Only two exams and one paper due this week. Couldn’t ask for anything better! :)
Why He’s Hot:
- Nick Carter. The blue eyed blond of the greatest boy band ever, The Backstreet Boys. Then, hot by default.
- Look at his eyes, that dazzling blue that turns you into a fucking pile of goo while your insides melt. How much would you pay to have them staring down into your soul while he fucks you?
- He might have been a coke junkie fatty once, but now he’s all better. He has the body, the abs and the ass and he surely knows how to work it.
- The boy can sing! And you just wish he’d lullaby you to sleep. Only wish, cause the moment he start singing you just get horny and rape him senseless instead.
- He has that cute little baby face everyone adores, but in the inside he’s just a naughty bad boy waiting for you to spank him. And hell! Are you complaining?
He reminds me of a young Tom Scavo from Desperate Housewives.
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Flow Chart of the Day: “Where Should I Eat? Fast Food Edition”
Perfection.
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THE WEST COAST PART IS TRUE TRUE TRUE TRUE!
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OMG. Where in Socal are you from?? And I totally feel your pain, my first year on the east coast and I was already shivering by early September.I am really excited, I have never been there. It is going to be less than 40 degrees, though. I AM FROM SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA. IT NEVER GETS BELOW 60 THERE. I am going to freeze my ass off. If you don’t hear from me after Monday, that probably happened and I am getting it sewn back on. In other news, I cannot get “Bad Romance” out of my head.
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Don’t be mad because you took the internet seriously.Don’t be mad because you’re small.…
- Fuck you. You are one of the idiots I’m worried about falling for this shit.
- Mine are the perfect size, thank you very much, and YOU WILL NEVER SEE THEM. Or any other ones. Because you’re an asshole.
- I’m mad at the possibility of small-chested girls being stereotyped as stupid. Much as I’m mad at the general idea of large-chested girls being stereotyped as stupid. Which is why I said, it’s a dangerous generalization whether you’re talking about big ones or small ones, and no matter what body part you’re referring to. Because it isn’t the truth, so it would be a shame for people to be judged for it.
- I hate messy science, I hate bad reporting, I hate stereotypes, and I hate you.
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Don’t be mad because you’re small.Research suggests that women with larger breasts are more intelligent than their less well endowed counterparts, with the larger breasted women studied having an I.Q. some 10 points in excess of those with smaller breasts.
The Chicago researcher (who confessed to herself being an A-cup), conducted a sociological study in which she took a sample of 1,200 women, divided by breast size into five categories: extra-large, large, medium, small, and extra-small.
She then administered an I.Q. test to the participants, finding that women in the large and extra-large categories scored an average of 10 points more than the women in the smaller categories, also beating medium sized women.
Since by its very nature the study yields only a correlation and not actual causation, it is far from certain what the actual causes of these results are, but there is some speculation that the amount of female hormones produced may be affecting both the development of the brain and of secondary sexual characteristics such as breasts.
Interestingly, most statistics relating to breast size show steady increases in average cup size over time in developed societies, thought to be based on improving nutrition. A positive correlation between improved nutrition, better growth and higher IQ seems far from improbable…
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Heh.
BOOYAH.
…I hope your not mad.
This is the stupidest scientific study I’ve ever heard of. Oh wait, they didn’t even use the word scientific. They had to say “sociological” because it’s bullshit. We don’t even know what IQ test this “researcher” used, what measurements she used to decide who was in each category, how she chose her subjects, *where* any of them landed on the scale of intelligence (who knows if the ones with 10 pt higher IQs were barely functional), if she only tested women with real breasts or included women with implants, if this was ever published by any reputable publication, or if this woman even used consistent IQ measurements or tried to replicate the results.
To make a generalization that ANY body part size (big or small) is in any way correlated to intelligence is dangerous and stupid. If our brain size doesn’t predict our intelligence (it doesn’t), why the HELL would our breast size? This study only included 1200 women, hardly enough of a test group to arrive at any conclusive data. Probably because all the smart women in Chicago knew better than to participate in such a degrading, pointless, foolish pursuit.
For the website discussing these results to claim that the correlation has something to do with natural selection is offensive. Really, obscure writer who’s supposedly an MD? You’re going to guess that this is because women with small breasts can’t convince a man to have children with them?
This is disgusting.
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For those about to take rock-inspired shortcuts, we salute you.
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Who’s excited?
:Dsitara159:maryammadness:afallfromgrace:greetingsfromjackie:littlemissdorkette:
” What are you gonna do with these old toys? “
Toy Story 3 (2010)
ugh i cant wait.
omg i am so excited
I just turned 20 like two-three weeks ago. :-D
Anyways, sorry for the lack of text updates, I’ve been so busy that I just do reblogs for now hehe.
Mwah :-D
Graduated High School.
Kissed someone.
Smoked cigarettes.
Got so drunk you passed out.
Rode every ride at an amusement park.
Collected something really stupid.
Gone to a rock concert.
Helped someone.
Gone fishing.
Spun turn tables.Watched four movies in one night.
Gone long periods of time with out sleep.
Lied to someone.
Been dumped.
Snorted cocaine.
Failed a class.Smoked weed.
Dealt drugs.
Taken a college level course.
Been in a car accident.
Been in a tornado.Done hard drugs (i.e. ecstasy, heroin, crack, meth, acid).
Watched someone die.Been to a funeral.
Burned yourself.
Ran a marathon.
Your parents got divorced.Cried yourself to sleep.
Spent over $200 in one day.
Flown on a plane.
Cheated on someone.
Been cheated on.
Written a 10 page letter.
Gone skiing.
Been sailing.
Cut yourself.
Had a best friend.
Lost someone you loved.
Shoplifted something.
Been to jail.Had detention.
Skipped school.
Got in trouble for something you didn’t do.
Stolen books from the library.
Gone to a different country.
Dropped out of school.Been in a mental hospital.Watched the “Harry Potter” movies.
Had an online diary.
Fired a gun.
Gambled in a casino.
Had a yard sale.
And a lemonade stand.
Actually made money at the lemonade stand.
Been in a school play.Been fired from a job.
Taken a lie detector test.
Swam with dolphins.Gone to sea world.
Attempted suicide.
Voted for American/Australian Idol.
Written poetry.Read more than 20 books a year.
Gone to Europe.
Loved someone you couldn’t have.Wondered about your sexuality.
Used a coloring book over age 12.Had surgery.
Had stitches.Taken a taxi.
Seen the Washington Monument.
Had more than 5 IM’s/online conversations going at once.
Overdosed.Had a drug or alcohol problem.
Been in a fist fight.
Suffered any form of abuse.
Had a hamster.
Petted a wild animal.
Used a credit card.
Gone surfing in California.
Did “spirit day” at school.
Dyed your hair.
Got a tattoo.
Had something pierced.
Got straight A’s.
Been on the Honor Roll.
Your parents sent you to a shrink.
Been handcuffed.
Known someone with HIV or AIDS.
Taken pictures with a webcam.
Started a fire.
Had a party while your parents weren’t home.
Gotten caught having a party while they were gone.