Quoteskine

Hello again, my "partially existing" friends who may or may not be genuinely interested in my life. I'm coping with mathematics and I've mostly been evading my quasi-friends. Everything's very definitely okay, except that I haven't got a topic for my wordy blog and it's been six days. I have more or less 120 hours left until our school's completely sanitized from what is now called the Hamthrax. I should make the most of my time in the imploding web, eh?

I wouldn't ask why you still read my blog despite all my lame excuses for less-than-intriguing posts when there are inextinguishably fascinating things out there, like TMZ (if you're a stupid quidnunc) or NYT (if you're a healthy quidnunc), or MTV (if you don't know what a quidnunc is). Maybe you feel obliged to be in this blog, or maybe you're just very condescending. Personally, the reasons wouldn't matter. I don't want this to be another case I'd have to overanalyze. I already have my life to deal with, and my homework too.

One privilege I have as a human being with a functioning mind is to not ask other people stuff that might eventually make me feel bad in the long run. I think I have a privilege to not answer people's questions too. My point is just this, answers come up only after questions are asked. It's not an advice as profound as Gandhi's but it's practical. Ignorance is bliss, as they say. Probably the same group of wise men made anonymous by time also said the truth hurts. Better not doubt their logic.

(Onto a semi-topic...)

I've only mentioned my Moleskine addiction to one person, and that person, being a self-centered cretin, wouldn't choose to remember. I'm not too suprised; the things that make me up aren't worthy of their own room in anybody's memory but that doesn't kill my addiction for these classy and overpriced notebooks. I perused an old summer friend's blog a few days ago and found a link to this Moleskine-related blog.

Apparently, in Tumblr, you're encouraged not to blog, but to reproduce the posts of pop culture freaks and/or wannabe propagandists until you see nearly the same posts in your blog and your friends' blogs. The worst part is you can't justify your text unless you tweak your layout's code, which seems pretty tragic in the point-of-view of somebody who insists on making long paragraphs every durn time she makes a blog post. Now look at this picture I'm reblogging from Quoteskine...

...and tell me Nick & Norah didn't come across you head when you saw it because it did to me. I had a realization about my being a careless dupe, immediately after. It was Charlie's. It only occurred to me a few seconds ago that the text written in purple would make sense on its own. I think my cranial nerve II's malfunctioning. Maybe this was what my mom was pointing out when she said games like Tap Tap Revenge make people significantly dumber.

So that's all the drivel for the first day of Ju-ju. I call it Ju-ju because July happens to be somebody's birth month and Ju-ju is a good way to commemorate and acknowledge the baby lisp we all had. Oooh-gagaaah! I don't think I have to point out that I didn't have a particular direction in this post. It's not so bad to be free from my icontractedmalady tether, by the way. I think it's healthy to stray from my resentment-filled posts every once in a while.

Don't you think so too? Goodnight and God bless.