Been busy with setting up my life for the past while so I haven’t posted. Went to orientation at University today, most things were sorted out, however, my plan for three days of school was a bust. Five days a week (six including home football games, yeah marching band!) means I will be very busy.

Stay for an hour decide to head back and jump on an earlier than planned for bus. This resulted in stubbornly walking fifteen miles before calling for a ride home which was another ten miles.

I am very burnt and tired.

My phone fails, lucky I will have internet again tomorrow.

37,31,14,50! —treelet

1. Place I want to go. Honestly, I want to go everywhere where I can. The next major place would be to explore Europe more ( I’ve been to England and Wales before).

2. Last book you read. I’m reading through Blink by Malcolm Gladwell, which has do do with decision making with the objective being to trust subconscious judgements as much if not more so than overanalytic drawn out decisions, right now with some H.G. Wells and Bradbury in between.

3. Zodiac sign. Ram/sheep I do believe.

4. Favorite movie. Impossible to simply choose one so I will list a few: Iron Giant, Dark Knight, LotR, Star Wars, Seven Pounds, most romance/Romantic comedies (that’s right! Say something!), and way too many documentaries to even try to list.

Once again apologize for my phone being sub-par. Life will be easier tomorrow.

Thanks for the questions treelet! :)

treelet asked: 37, 31, 14, 50!

I’m answering on my phone so I will edit as I go.

Tea and oatmeal :)

Internet again Thursday. Also it is awesome to see Olympic related posting all over my dash (read: I’m glad I am not the only person watching every second of the Olympics).

Made it to New Mexico after being awake, packing vehicles, and driving for 27 hours straight. A four hour nap didn’t help. I need food and at least 15 hours of sleep.

Once everything is unpacked and settled I have to talk to new college about what credits are transferable and get to know the campus. I also need to find a part-time job or two.

I’m really tired…

Found a farmers market about 5 mileage away from new house that has ridiculously low prices. I almost asked if they were hiring I liked the place so much. After working at a pretty major grocery store in Southern California I feel like I could work there.

So cheap!

reveurconstant-deactivated20120 asked: How are you? How was your trip? Hope you're getting settled in alright.

I am doing well considering all of the changes. I was up for 27 hours moving but I’ve got a good amount of sleep since. Everything is inside the house/garage and will hopefully be sorted out and downsided in the next week.

On a side note my mom believes my older brother and I can both fit two full size beds, clothes, two computers each with a desk, and my brother’s art table in a room that is about 8 feet by 5 feet by 12 or however pythagorus would calculate that triangle. We have an additional room however my mom refuses (currently) to allow either of us to use it. Basically I’m frustrated and first world problems apply.

Additionally, until I get my computer set up and have internet access on it I will be using my phone which means I will not be able to privately answer. If someone would like to talk to me privately through tumblr at the current time there is no option for me to respond privately. I will probably set up an email account and post the address in a coming post in the near future to allow for private conversations.

Thank you for asking how I am doing, I appreciate it very much.

I feel like renaming this blog “The Depressing Adventures of Black Tuesday.” Might happen.

in a few hours I’m going on a semi-blind date, my first in fact (blind date, not date). She had to cancel on me twice before and I’m kind of just waiting for another “I got called into work” text. I completely understand she has a life, which is awesome, but I feel it reflects poorly on me—that I am not a marginally important person or worthy. I’m aware I shouldn’t base my self-image on other people’s perceptions (or my perceptions of their perceptions), but I can’t really not.

Is that dyslexia messes with my brain making me stumble all over the words, forcing me to stop multiple times to try and decipher what I am actually reading. For example, Wet Dog.

I’m terrified to fail and terrified to succeed.  I’m terrified to make decisions for fear of failing or succeeding.  I’m just terrified.  If any of my personal traits have had the greatest impact on my life it would be my internal voice shouting fear at me every second of my life to give up and not try or conversely to succeed gloriously, or even the more likely paradoxical position- to try and not try, to not fail and not succeed.  I will never be able to stop myself, however, I hold out hope that maybe one day I can learn to disregard and ignore my fear-inducing voice.  Maybe one day I can be free.