It’s been awhile since I’ve been on tumblr. I had a relaxing few weeks, school’s back in session. I’m still finalizing my schedule (aka, trying to get permission numbers) and I need to plan out how I want to tackle the application process. This will be a tough semester—I’ll need to work harder than ever to find success and satisfaction.

I still haven’t met all the new 1st years yet, but the ones I have met are swell.


How I feel right now (and perpetually): I’m not content.

artemisfowlstolemysoul:

Being a nice person is so fun

Waiter messes something up? You can see the relief on their faces when you don’t scream and swear at them about it

Extra tickets at an arcade/prize place? Watch a little kid’s face light up when you give them a bunch of tickets

There are too many assholes in this world. Be a nice person.

(via annecdote-s)

Stephen Colbert on “how can you tell when a person likes you”

Stephen Colbert fielded some questions from teenage girls in this video, but I feel that his answer, for the most part, really gets to the core of what it means to like someone or to have affection for someone.

Question: I would really like to know all the ways in which you can tell when a person likes you—girls, boys, grownups, everyone.

Colbert:  People show they like you in all kinds of different ways. But some basic ones are …they want to hear your stories, they care how you feel, they want to make your day better, they wanna listen to your problems. They reach out to you. Everyone wants to be loved, everyone wants to have people to pay attention to them. But, if somebody goes to the effort to call you, reach out to you, write to you, pay attention to you at a party, come over and talk to you, smile when they see you, ask you your problems—those are good signs that they like you because they’re making the effort to not be so self-centered that they want you to do that for them. Somebody’s giving you the gift of attention and wanted to know about your day and your problems then they probably like you. If your happiness is more important than their happiness or if they’re first are concerned about what’s going on in your life instead of their life—that’s a really good sign. Because one nice definition of love, I think, is that one person’s happiness is more important than your own. And some early signs of that is that they want to make your day better, by helping you unburden your own problems.

Love…and cookies. Cookies are a really good sign that somebody likes you—if they bring you cookies.

The problem is if sometimes people might be mean to you or pick on you to show that they like you. Because they’re afraid you don’t like them…and so they might be mean first, just to get your attention. But if someone’s just paying attention to you, over and over again, it probably means they like you. If someone really doesn’t like you, they mostly ignore you. I know that’s a vague answer, but there’s just so many different ways affection is expressed.

megatruong:

shwagerr:

beautifullydope:

nunswithgunz:

OH MY GOD.

What is life lmaooo

so fucking done lmaooo

 I’m dying. Lol’d on almost all of them. So glad I went on Tumblr today
megatruong:

shwagerr:

beautifullydope:

nunswithgunz:

OH MY GOD.

What is life lmaooo

so fucking done lmaooo

 I’m dying. Lol’d on almost all of them. So glad I went on Tumblr today
megatruong:

shwagerr:

beautifullydope:

nunswithgunz:

OH MY GOD.

What is life lmaooo

so fucking done lmaooo

 I’m dying. Lol’d on almost all of them. So glad I went on Tumblr today
megatruong:

shwagerr:

beautifullydope:

nunswithgunz:

OH MY GOD.

What is life lmaooo

so fucking done lmaooo

 I’m dying. Lol’d on almost all of them. So glad I went on Tumblr today
megatruong:

shwagerr:

beautifullydope:

nunswithgunz:

OH MY GOD.

What is life lmaooo

so fucking done lmaooo

 I’m dying. Lol’d on almost all of them. So glad I went on Tumblr today
megatruong:

shwagerr:

beautifullydope:

nunswithgunz:

OH MY GOD.

What is life lmaooo

so fucking done lmaooo

 I’m dying. Lol’d on almost all of them. So glad I went on Tumblr today

megatruong:

shwagerr:

beautifullydope:

nunswithgunz:

OH MY GOD.

What is life lmaooo

so fucking done lmaooo


I’m dying. Lol’d on almost all of them. So glad I went on Tumblr today
harrypotterconfessions:

this tickles me
harrypotterconfessions:

this tickles me
harrypotterconfessions:

this tickles me
harrypotterconfessions:

this tickles me
harrypotterconfessions:

this tickles me
“I hear, and I forget;
I see, and I remember;
I do, and I understand.”
— Confucius, referenced by Chae, who was then referenced by Ok in his text “Real Analysis with Economic Applications”. Here Ok’s invoking this quote in an attempt to convince us to actually do problems in order to learn math. What a preposterous idea!

pickstitches:

The Criteria

I’m not a big sneakers guy, but I appreciate that not everyone likes dress shoes, they aren’t always the most comfortable and not all occasions call for them. For me, the only sneaker I’m interested in is a white, clean, minimal, leather sneaker. I think these sneakers are the most…

I’m going to be purposefully cryptic for a moment.

I know what I have to do to be happy. The problem is that I have to take the first step, I have to start. I have problems with starting things, and I believe that starting is the hardest part to accomplishing anything. It’s one of the biggest reasons for my self-stagnation; I lack drive.

This thing that I need to do, I’m confident that once I am comfortable at doing this thing, I’ll be really happy—or at the very least be more content with my life than I am now. I’m so convinced by this notion that I’d go so far to say that my success at this thing is eventual. Given this, it’s obvious then that beginning to do this thing is the biggest obstacle. It’s like if you’ve never played basketball before, but you’re absolutely convinced that you’ll be a brilliant basketball player then all you have to do is start playing, right?

I think what’s ultimately holding me back is shyness or fear of embarrassment. Is this an obstacle that I need to overcome? Maybe I need to stop thinking, take a page from Nike’s book and just do it.