Day 149: would you rather love one person or have many short relationships

Un! aka one. I don’t know, I think this goes without saying.

Day 150: how is your heart lately

Well, I just went to the doctor two days ago. And my doctor didn’t have any concerns, so I’m guessing my heart’s doing a-okay.

Day 151: would you move to a different country to be with the one you love

If it didn’t interfere with any of my hopes and dreams, yes I would.

Day 152: what is one step of action you would take to change the world

Make myself known, yo.

probably the future. actually 100% sure it’s the future. I’m constantly thinking about events, my schedule, scenarios, everything that occurs in the future.

askjfbaskdfbakjsdbfaklsjdfakljsdfhlkJSDFHLKASJDFHKALJSDFHA. SO ANNOYING.

LOL accidental caps lock. yeah.

except i suppose everyone’s ignorant at some point.

For me it’s not. Major trust issues. Thanks freshman year for screwing me up!

Catching up on my 365. As a warning, ‘tis long.

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I’d like to say I do. I mean, the only things I can think of are really minimal. Yup, I’ve definitely had this open for about thirty minutes and can’t think of anything special.

How boring.

LOL, not really. I say LOL because camp romances don’t really count as “seeing someone else.” Otherwise, no.

Yeah, sure. It’s not impossible. Just a lot of the teenagers that say that they are in love are not believable. 

I somehow skipped a day. Maybe. I don’t know. But whatever.

I kind of hate stereotypes, but a lot of them are actually true….so yeah. Probably why I hate them. Bahahah. But uh. I think that stereotypes must’ve been true at some point. I mean, where did they come from if they’re completely inaccurate? Yeah, that’s it.

I’m a Cancer. I know quite a few people who strongly believe in this stuff. My sister who is a diehard Leo. And various other friends.

But honestly, I don’t think I really buy into this mumbo jumbo. Like there’s millions of other people who are also Cancers, so does that mean they’re all like me? That’s a depressing feeling. And I supposed to be born two weeks later, making me a Leo. So is it destiny that I was born two weeks early? I used to read a crap ton of books on zodiac and horoscope and blahblahblah. And it always seemed to be true. Even now, it seems to be true. For the most part anyway. (zodiacchic is like telling my lifestory right now). I suppose zodiac is just a fun thing for me. Sometimes true, yet to mystical for me to fully believe.

I feel like I jinx things a lot and can’t think of anything that’s not too bad to discuss but at the same time not too wimpy.

Because obviously there are a lot of things that I hope I never do. But I’m a bit superstitious and I have this feeling that if I mention one of these terrible things, their future will be inevitable. 

I just thought of this one, but perhaps I hope I never have to change my priorities and my dreams. Yeah, still lame. But whatever.

I really would never get a tattoo. Like honestly, I’ve never thought about it. And I don’t want to sit here for an hour thinking of the tattoo I would never get.

I saw this prompt and thought, “Omg, I am not talking about Travis Otto again.” (Just posted something last week about him on my college blog).

Apart from friends though, obviously my father means a lot to me. He’s my father, and though he’s really stupid and stubborn sometimes, he’s done so much for me. And I appreciated that more than anything.