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I'm Katy and I don't really know anything at all.
I'll add more to this later.
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because i have 6 different papers to write and 3 different projects all due at various times this week.
don’t you just love the end of the semester?
I put my personal thoughts on Tumblr and don’t think much of it. The link to my Tumblr can be found on my Facebook page. Anyone who I know in real life has access to read all about me. I post things about my views on religion which my mom has asked over and over I don’t put on Facebook in fear of her family I’m friends with on Facebook discovering I’m not really catholic. I put events that happen in my everyday life. I’m open on Tumblr about times when I’m lonely and upset. None of this comes across to me as a big deal.
I never thought much of this. I never considered it a big deal.
Today I made a comment about Tumblr to one of my friends. My friends all know I’m an internet nerd and spend time on this blogging site that they have never personally heard of. But none of them have ever made a comment to me about my Tumblr. Today after I made that comment about Tumblr her reply was, “Oh, I need to start reading that again.”
I found it as strange at first seeing how I had no idea in the first place that she was at one point seeing/reading all my posts. She’d never mentioned it. I’ve talked about her on here (not using her name) and it never caused problems or anything. So I found it weird knowing now that she does in fact look at my Tumblr. Again, I shouldn’t be too surprised, I put it all out there.
But then I started thinking, how many people who aren’t my actual friends but only my Facebook friends possibly read my Tumblr. How many times has there been some person I had a class with two years ago and then never talked to again checking up on my daily life. I want to say that no, no one I personally know really looks at my Tumblr. For all I know though, they do. Obviously some people I know do and I was never aware. How many others are there?
- Lindsey: I don't want to leave high school.
- Me: Neither do I. I can't handle the challenge of math. I can never handle the challenge of life.
- Lindsey: Deep.
- Me: Hahaha. It's all the drugs.
- Lindsey: Hahahahahhhahahhahah.
- joking.
“This is the one.” The universe assures me from behind the counter.
“But I thought you said the last one was the one.” I reply.
“No.” Says the universe. “I sold you that one so you would know that this, this is the one.”
“Is there another one?” I ask the universe.
“I can’t tell you.” They reply. “It’d ruin the surprise.”
"i feel like it’s that time of the year again to rearrange my bedroom.
this happens at least 7 times a year.
i have colored Christmas lights going around all the doors in my room. today as i was closing one of these doors a light decided it would be fun to get caught and break. it popped, extremely loudly. there was pink glass flying everywhere (including all over my bed) and sparks shooting out.
freaking heart attack.
