Dumb Thoughts Compilation

Here's a post of all my dumb thoughts piled up that I posted on Tumblr.

So I finally talked to this one girl I was talking to IRL online! And so I thought she’d be the casual typer and whatnot with no punctuation, since she’s so outgoing, and slightly ghetto, but apparently she “Talks like this. haha.” lol. I wonder if anyone else does the same thing… meeting people IRL, and then wonder how they might type like online…

I’ve always thought I’ve needed to sleep and rest. Maybe sometimes I even sleep and rest when I’m not tired. I probably am tired but what if I’m not tired compared to other people? Because of this, I’ll do my best not to sleep. Fuck sleep and rest. I’ll fight my tiredness for knowledge. Sleep actually feels better after not sleeping and resting for awhile anyway! And I think dark circles under my eyes might make me look more attractive… looks like a form of battle scars… makes me feel more manly.

Just been thinking about dreams and goals and stuff. What if your goals are over and you achieve it? Once you achieve something, that happy feeling doesn’t last forever anyways…

therefore to not be disappointed, I’ll constantly remind myself that I’m in pursuit for two things that’s probably everlasting, with ever lasting feelings: knowledge and love. Shit’s limitless!!! And I’m also a spectator. I should always remember to bring a pen and a piece of paper everywhere I go, even if its just for a little drive, or even if it’s the gym, or even if its just the bathroom.

As much as I like to think I’m not shy… I am shy. Fuuuuuck :( I also hate things that I think of that would have made things interesting after the encounter with the person. So much regret, even though there’s nothing I could have done about it since I just didn’t think of it at the time since I was too busy thinking about how shy I was.

I don’t know why I still play with a sprained foot but I did… and it got stepped on a couple of times, and my toe was all bleeding and stuff, so its funny how the tip of my sock was soaked in blood. The sprain didn’t really bother me, but now my toe does, it’s like stabbing my skin even though I’m not walking, and when I do walk, it just feels so numb like it hits and affects all the nerves at once.

I just thought about how balanced my parents are. My dad is the breadwinner, makes ALL the mess in the house, like he literally causes a typhoon or some sort when he enters the kitchen or any room, he’ll spill, mess the rugs and all the rugs will be pushed to the end of the door, plates everywhere, tissues everywhere… and my mom is like a compulsive cleaner, she spends the whole day cleaning… usually his mess lol.

They are really balanced though… my mom’s really negative about everything, and my dad’s very positive about everything. But then again, my dad does make some dumb decisions, and my mom’s always like HA told you so mothafuckaahh. Mom is aggressive, dad is so passive. Mom talks all the time, my dad reads all the time. My mom voted for Obama, my dad voted for Romney.

I saw this really old interracial couple, like they were in their 70s, it was a black man (walking with a cane!) and an Asian woman, on the train, and her head was on his shoulder… I thought it was really cute because I never seen anything like that. Or maybe she wasn’t Asian… maybe she was just an Italian but had really chinky eyes. IDK. I was like on a row behind them but to the right while they were on the left of the aisle, so even if I had a stalker pic, it wouldn’t really capture them.

I was always thinking that I’m anti-small talk, because I just didn’t like it or felt the need to talk like that? But it’s weird, like I was forced into a small talk to not make things awkward, and afterwards I’m like YES! I held a conversation… or maybe I was like that before but I didn’t notice it… talking just makes me feel good sometimes, even if I don’t really say anything useful or helpful, or something that I think is not interesting? IDK

I feel that I get some ideas, but I just can’t really finish them.. like I genuinely feel that I can write an essay about how language itself controls us but I can’t finish that thought even though I feel that it’ll be long and big… yeah I just don’t feel like thinking too much about it I guess.

I lock the door when I take a shower, and so after I showered, I saw a fly. I didn’t want the fly to touch me because I finished taking a shower. I’d “feel” dirty if it did since who knows where its been, even though its just a touch, I’d still “feel” dirty, it ruins one of my only satisfying moments in life of just feeling so clean after a shower, but anyways, I killed the fly in the air by swinging some thick napkin thing my dad steals from his work. And I thought, if flies reproduce, or whatever really fast like that, it won’t take them very long to become a generation to evolve with some kind of revenge mechanism… going to be scary if they develop some kind of evolutionary poison just for humans because we keep killing them! And its going to be partly my fault. I killed a fly… it will evolve into something that’ll have its revenge on us…

I think its a good thing though. Would be fun to see I guess, and it’ll cause another social hysteria, and then all the criminals will be scared of flies, and so they band together, though they won’t win, so they team up with the non criminals, and everyone studies Biology in hopes to find a cure to end evolutionary adaptations and everyone will be happy because we conquer the flies and there will be finally world peace and everyone will be happy and then Jesus comes from above and congratulates everyone, and so he gives everyone bread, that never expires so you can keep the bread and sell it on Ebay in the future as Jesus’s bread.

Also thought of a thing LAHWF could do… like with a friend or something, walk in front of people and extend arms to shake hands to block the person’s way. It has to be a really crowded area though. It actually happened to me while walking to class back in high school, and I’ll never forget it… two black people, on my left, one on my right, shakes hands, I’m walking… so awkward like I’m just in front of two arms, and I can’t move around them because there are so many people walking lol