What color pen should I use for my math test tomorrow? I have pink, sky blue, intense blue, black, pink again, light purple, glitter purple, glitter gray, glitter pink, glitter green, and glitter orange.
Tag: fall-22
Fall ’22, Day 70
Of course there’s a Tumblr math fandom. Now I need a pink TI-84 calculator.
Fall ’22, Day 69
Today I finally watched the new First of October album in a day by Andrew Huang and Rob Scallon. I can’t describe how much I want to do something like that.
Fall ’22, Day 68
I’m tired. Do you ever just don’t?
Fall ‘22, Day 67
Do you ever just math homework? It feels like time speeds up and the deadlines hunger for answers.
Fall ’21, Day 66
Guess what? I’m finding friends. I’m vibing. I’m talking and walking and inching toward what I hope is something better than I’ve known.
Fall ’22, Day 65
So I’ve been having a wild time and I didn’t turn in one of my papers. I just took the L and I feel oddly empowered.
Fall ’22, Day 64
I’ve reached a new low. Every day I eat by myself and watch people laughing with their friends. Every day I sit with the people who are supposed to be my community, and I watch them ignore me. Every day I feel such a heaviness of unbelonging. I spend every waking minute surrounded and alone.…
Fall ’22, Day 63
Do you ever get deadline extensions on your homework assignments and breathe a sigh of relief so massive that you almost no-clip out of existence?
Fall ’22, Day 62
Hey, the Tumblr is live! Go check it out! What should I post there? I’m thinking to post whatever, whenever, so that I don’t get burned out on the daily posting.
Fall ’22, Day 61
Y’all, I’ve discovered Tumblr. The trail of memes I collected from arcane sources has finally led me to somewhere I belong. I know Tumblr is what you make of it, and I like the slice I’ve found. This is still my home on the internet, but like wow, there’s a community of people who are…
Fall ’22, Day 60
Time flies when I’m doing math. Even when I’m struggling, I’ll look up and an hour has gone by. When I close my eyes, I see quadratics.
Fall ’22, Day 59
You know those doors that close automatically? I recommend yanking them open and walking through in a burst of air like a character from a movie.
Fall ’22, Day 58
Languages are funny. Like somehow we all decided that some silly sounds mean things. Why aren’t there more disagreements on what sounds go with what things?
Fall ’22, Day 57
What does it mean to really live? Maybe this question is best approached by defining its opposite. It cannot be boring or tiresome, gray or passive. So to really live must be exciting, fascinating, bright, and energizing. That’s how I want to live.
Fall ’22, Day 56
I’m not sure what to say. Things, I guess. I want to run through fields of flowers. I want to write next to a clear creek. I want to fly kites and sing. How far away am I?
Fall ’22, Day 55
I thought it would be easier to make friends in college. I feel an almost constant heaviness of unbelonging. It’s a new level of loneliness to be surrounded by people 24/7 and still be alone.
Fall ’22, Day 54
I’m watching “Your Lie in April” for the third time. I love it so much.