Yeah. I definitely just saw Fitz in a cellphone commercial. Love me some LBD.
Keep Boston in your hearts and prayers.
crawling my way to the end of this semester
This is so relevant right now it hurts
I have a proposition. I don’t know if anyone else has had to deal with this issue. Don’t know if there is a support group going strong. However, it is a big one. The big daddy, the big kahuna.
A long long LONG time ago I had a Myspace. Of course the 12 year old version of me, lets call her… girlwithapropensityfordoingstupidthings, did some really stupid things. I’m talking stupid pictures, you know the ones… horribly angled pictures capturing my excess of eyeliner and 14 layered tank tops with a poor attempt at doe eyes and an entirely fabricated appearance of emotional torment.
I’m talking stupid things. Stupid comments. A stupid paragraph in the “about me” section. I don’t know that I’m getting the point across about the level my silliness of a decade ago. Maybe this will help: I had a wizard rock band. While I remain an ardent HP fan, that was several steps into the realm of crazy.
Anyways. As these things go, I used a fake email all those years ago, and am now unable to cancel my account. Lets just take a second here to think about this. My Jr. High and High School self will always be one click away. Perhaps its not so bad, I didn’t put my full name on it, so I doubt it’ll ever become a public train wreck. But… because of this I have formed an ultimatum (does it count as an ultimatum if I have no power and zero influence?).
Ultimatum: Either delete myspace entirely off of the face of the internet or make it illegal for people under the age of 17 to participate in any form of social networking (17 is “of age” in the wizarding world, so it must be pretty legit.)
If I can’t be spared from the torment of re-living my idiotic teenage drama then I will fight so that future generations can be.
When I say “fight” I mean write an overly dramatic, satirical tumblr post which in reality will quickly disappear among super cute cat gifs and hipster typography.
…Wait, turns out I’m also afraid of watching basketball on television.