December 2009
293 posts
I'm done with Tumblr.
[By the way, thank you for driving yet another knife into my back. Thank you for talking shit about me behind my back (and to my boyfriend, no less, which isn’t a very good idea because [a] he doesn’t tolerate that shit as much as I don’t tolerate you telling me how much you don’t like him behind his back and [b] we tell each other about those things in order to avoid...
Bold What You Did in 2009.
1. Dyed your hair an odd color.
2. Went skinny dipping.
3. Bought something you didn’t need.
4. Snuck out of your house.
5. Became obsessed with a song no one knew.
6. Learned a song on your phone with your keypad.
7. Knitted something.
8. Ran a mile.
9. Fell in love. (I’ve been in love.
10. Said, “Like, yeah” too many times.
11. Lost your closest...
What Shelby Got for Christmas:
• A baby fox (i.e. fox plush) named Little Tai. :3c
• Trigun Maximum, volume FOURTEEN! (I can finally finish the series! ;w;)
• Sony E-Series Walkman.
• An artist’s journal (to sketch in as much as my little heart contents).
• New graphite pencils for drawing.
• A new wireless mouse.
• A shiny black desk lamp.
• Dragonball Z: The History of Trunks. :D
• Some new pajamas.
...
Me: Why do Chris and I always have to go to church just because you want to, when we're not even religious and /hate/ going /every/ fucking time?
Chris: Isn't forcing us to go, like, infringing on our freedom of religion, or something like that?
Mom: YOU'RE GOING BECAUSE /I/ SAID SO AND BECAUSE IT'S WHAT YOU DO ON CHRISTMAS BECAUSE CHRISTMAS IS ABOUT /JESUS/. IT IS TO CELEBRATE /JESUS'S/ BIRTHDAY.
Marcus: Nobody /gives/ a shit about that part anymore, Carrie.
Mom: ... HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT? I THOUGHT YOU WERE RELIGIOUS NOW!
Marcus: I am when it shuts you up.
Merry fucking Christmas and all that shit.
Shelby's New DeviantART →
I told you guys I would let you know. I’m so glad I’ve begun drawing and writing again. I’ve missed it, terribly. Now I feel nice at home with dA again.
One Hundred-Millionth Deviation! →
L;ASJDF;LKJASDF;LASKDJFLASKF JADSL;FKJASDFLASKJDF;LKASDJF
WHY CAN I NOT HAVE THIS SORT OF LUCK? WHY?
It’s still fucking neat, though. (:
My Last Advice
Tyler: Unless I magically am able to enjoy it/want to do it again, no.
Me: Writing is art.
Me: Art isn't magical until you make it.
Me: And you can't make it until it calls to you.
Me: That's what I've been trying to tell you: You just haven't been hearing it lately, just like I didn't until now.
Hey, guys.
I just wanted to let you all know that I’m thinking about getting a fresh start with everything—deviantART, Tumblr, my art. Everything is crazy in my life right now and I just need to start over. I need a fresh breath. I need to rebuild from the ground up. So… eventually, I will. … Hopefully. I’ll let you know where to find me once I get there.
Liberals, please read.
pengwin:
tamburina:
sourlemon:
So that liberal lady [err.. I mean woman, ladies are polite] somehow keeps finding my posts. If you reading this, know that I just made my account like 2 or 3 days ago and DON’T KNOW HOW to respond or how to find other people’s posts other than clicking what’s written on my dashboard.
Question1: How can a unborn baby not be alive? They are unborn BABIES,...
“Life is like art. You have to work hard to keep it simple and still have...”
– Charles de Lint (via fuckyeahhappy)
Kick-Ass Tomboy Sister > Models
Me: I hate models.
Chris: ... Why's that?
Me: I'm not entirely sure. There's just something about them that always pisses me off.
Chris: Doesn't /everything/ piss you off?
Me: Almost. Not quite.
Chris: So... models...
Me: I think it's just /everything/ about them. I know it's their job, but they always walk as though they're superior to everyone else, like they're hot shit, and it always irritates the fuck out of me.
Chris: About 98% of the models today aren't even good-looking.
Me: Agreed.
Chris: I can see where you're coming from, but are you sure it's not just the stereotypical female hate for women you subconsciously might think are hotter than you, or that your boyfriend might think are hotter than you?
Me: Bro. Look at me. Do I look like I think any other girl is hotter than me? Really?
Chris: I dunno. Do you /think/ any other girl is hotter than you?
Me: Not really.
Chris: Oh, neat.
Me: I'm pretty vain, though, so...
Chris: ... Wouldn't that make you the perfect model, then?
Me: ... /What./
Chris: No, like... You're pretty enough to be a model. You've got the tall figure to be a model, even though... you're... kind of short...?
Me: -___-
Chris: And you've got the vanity thing. So wouldn't that make you the perfect model?
Me: Nope.
Chris: ... Explain this.
Me: I'm pretty sure models need consistent use of their right arms and left legs.
Chris: Oh, right...
Me: It's weird, though.
Chris: ... Being disabled??
Me: No.
Chris: Oh. > >;
Me: I'm incredibly vain, incredibly sure of how attractive I am, yet I refuse to flaunt myself in front of anyone who isn't Tyler. So how does that make me a model?
Chris: I guess it doesn't? I dunno.
Me: I'm a walking a contradiction, I swear.
Chris: It's cool, though.
Me: Why's that?
Chris: Because models can't be walking contradictions. So they aren't interesting. You, however, /are/ interesting, and a lot of people say so—even the people you hate, at school.
Me: ... People at school are Texans.
Chris: So?
Me: Texans are easily amused, especially the ones here, because the only entertainment they get out here is watching a stick jump over a rock.
Chris: Hahaha, true.
Me: So I'm still cooler than models.
Chris: Damn straight. No model could ever be my partner in crime and do stupid shit to piss other people off with me. :D
Me: And that's the beauty of our relationship. And me not being a model.
Chris: ... Is that another contradiction?
Me: What?
Chris: The beauty of not being a model.
Me: ... OH MY GOD IT IS MY DAY HAS BEEN MADE.
Hey, look! Another list of chores sitting on my...
… Ahahaha.
Okay.
Now I think you’re just trying to piss me off.
You know, I’ve tried really hard since break started to stay positive in spite of all this stupid shit, but it’s rather difficult when
(a) your parents neglect to go grocery shopping for nearly a month, so you have nothing to eat while you’re home all day and can’t order anything for...
Perfect girlfriend?
lasvegaspinay:
xdianaasaur:
amyforpresident:
stfuxlynnasaur: princessmac: shakalaka1: camilleeevivian:
What is a perfect girlfriend? They say there’s no such thing as perfection, and that she doesn’t exist. She dresses up all cute and pretty every time you take her out on a date. This is her way of keeping you interested as your eyes are locked solely on her. You stare at other girls...
"Avatar sucked!"
khanithak:
shelbysir:
… Come on, people. Really? Are you really that retarded? Did you even watch and pay attention to the film? If you did see it, did you see it just to criticize it, or did you see it to learn and enjoy or even just watch it? If you really don’t like it, can you not give me a reasonable, sane explanation as to why? Honestly, in my opinion, the people that continue to...
It's weird to think that, just in four days,...
khanithak:
It never feels christmas-y anymore. We didn’t even decorate this year and probably won’t at all.
But it’s not the same anymore, what can I say?
I feel semi-Christmas-y this year. >: Then again, we decorate every year because my mother’s a Christian. I do it just because it’s Christmas. I’m actually excited for Christmas this year. C:
"Avatar sucked!"
…
Come on, people.
Really?
Are you really that retarded?
Did you even watch and pay attention to the film?
If you did see it, did you see it just to criticize it, or did you see it to learn and enjoy or even just watch it?
If you really don’t like it, can you not give me a reasonable, sane explanation as to why?
Honestly, in my opinion, the people that continue to tell me...
Mm, fun blareyourmusic time is over.
Now what.
EDIT: Futurama and food, that’s what. I guess.
Now that I'm done bitching (for now, anyway; we'll...
Fuck the chores. I’ve been doing them all myself ever since she started working again. I’m not doing it over my break. If she wants them done, she can fucking do them herself. It won’t kill her.
"Shelby, I don't appreciate you calling me at work...
Well, I don’t fucking appreciate you leaving me a list of chores to do on my day off and being sure it’s the first fucking thing I see when I first wake up in the morning.
+ Clean up after the dogs. + Wash any and all dishes you use. (The skillet and its lid from last night are still dirty. Rewash it, Shelby.) + Clean your rooms. + Dust the house. + Sweep all the floors. (Shelby: If...
Does being honest with someone you love mean...
I wish I had an avatar.
fuck michael jackson.
-cafelife-:
kuriosum:
amberthroughthelookingglass:renaye:
no rly. i dont care how many followers i lose
at all.
but honestly, britney murphy dies, and its on the news ONCE. no ones talking about it, no ones posting pictures, just…”oh hey, rip… she died”, and that’s about all we got so far.
but michael jackson, who’s death meant NOTHING to me (fuck wuchya heard…and lolumad?), gets 3 days...
Writers are artists. Artists need open, free...
You’re only limited by your imagination. Let it go.
Who gives a flying fuck WHY the Na'vi are blue?
THEY’RE JUST SUPPOSED TO FUCKING BE AND WHY DOES NOT FUCKING MATTER. FUCK!
Avatar.
Best. Movie. Ever. Ever.
I felt alive.
I thought this was all a part of the plan. In the end, we walk out, walk out, walk out. Walk with me. Talk with me. I’ll take you away from this place. As legends go, we are at the end. Here’s a column of my own. Now, let’s begin, begin.
Menna: Hey hey.
Menna: ...did you mean "sad" on your tumblr post?
Me: ...
Me: What'd I say?
Menna: > >;;;
Menna: "It's rather said that I know nearly everything I'm getting for Christmas."
Menna: -giggle-
Me: ... Well shit.
Menna: XDD
Me: Damn, son.
Me: I /am/ tired.
Me: Haha.
Me: If you ever want a good indicator that I am flat out /exhausted/, just wait for me to mix up the spelling of "you're" or "your."
Menna: XDDDD