Monday, August 28, 2017


  1. A majority of the time when I go to a cafe, I'll order an Iced Americano or black coffee. Or black tea, if I want a less intense bitter taste.
  2. I changed my major three times in college; I applied as a psychology major and changed to communications at CSULB, then changed to sociology in community college, and finally settled on social welfare when I was applying to Cal. 
  3. I hate conformity but I don't feel comfortable when I'm not blending in.
  4. I am terrible at making conversation and I am very well aware of that. And it sucks when I talk to people because I feel like I'm boring them and they'll never ever want to spend time with me again. (Even though conversations work both ways. Like, I'm not wholly responsible for how a conversation goes.)
  5. I'm a big fan of keeping things clean and being clean. I hate the feeling of touching the walls of the shower and probably will wash myself again if I end up touching any part of the wall. I hate it when my toothbrush touches the faucet and probably will buy a new toothbrush. I don't lay on my bed with clothes I've worn outside because I don't want "outside particles" to get on my bed. Yeah, I'm that annoying. 
  6. There was a point in high school and early freshman year when I wouldn't eat. Well, I'd eat, but minimally, and on the occasion where I'd end up eating a lot, I'd try to throw up in the bathroom but get scared and just cry (again, not serious, not enough to call myself anorexic or bulimic but like, it was a problem at the time, I just didn't know).
  7. I tend to love spending money on other people. Not to say I don't love spending money on myself, but it just feels better when I buy things for other people. That's why I tend to dish out on gifts for others on their birthdays (although, I haven't gotten anyone a birthday present in a really long time).
  8. I don't really like sweet drinks, so I don't really know why I get boba so often. I always ask for it to be half sweet, but it turns out to be too sweet anyway and I get sick of it halfway through. 
  9. I have no idea what I'm doing right now. At all. No idea. None. 0/100.
  10. I just realized the other day while at the a cappella performance (or it might have been earlier, at a lecture, or even before that, actually) that I am very much into women who are probably way older than me, are very thin, and look business casual. And wears dark lipstick? I don't know, but yeah, I guess I do have a type. And I don't really have a type for men. Like, usually I just don't like guys my age. So I guess I just, in general, prefer people older than me. Not that it matters anyway, since I'm not interested?
  11. Anyway, I tend to write as things just pop into my head, so I forget why I started writing in the first place. This happens often. An example would be the post right before this.
  12. People always say things like, "Oh, this place has waaaaaay better coffee than that other place" but I never really notice a difference. Like, I'll go anywhere. 
  13. I'm not the biggest fan of croutons or dressing. I'm not gonna eat those cut-up pieces of dried bread. I'll take a dressing to the side and dip my salad maybe. I don't know. I was just thinking about this because I'm eating a Caesar salad right now. 
  14. So I said I changed my major officially three times, right? I also almost changed it to political science and econ at one point. And I actually probably would have changed it again if it hadn't meant that I'd have to stay at community college for another year.
  15. God, a few seconds ago, I still thought I was 18. It's like time keeps passing and I keep getting older but I'm just refusing to acknowledge it. 
  16. Along with a salad, I'm drinking an iced black coffee right now. I have a class in 25 minutes! So fun. 
  17. Lately, I found myself saying "So fun!" "Yeah, it's so fun" "That's really fun" and different combinations of that a lot. I think I'm trying to trick myself into thinking I am having a lot of fun and am not just a walking corpse with a mild level of consciousness. 

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