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candidnewyork asked: Sweet blog!!

thank you =D

Jamar Rogers is, WITHOUT A FREAKIN DOUBT, my favorite contestant on The Voice. Right away I said this kid was gonna go far. I want him to make it to the end! Aside from Jamar, Jamie Lono was up there on my list but OF FUCKING COURSE he would end up battling Jamar in the battle rounds. Cee Lo, you’re killing meeee. Although I don’t think the song did Jamie justice, I was glad that Jamar made it through. I wish they hadn’t been paired together </3

Then there was this guy, Orlando Napier. WHY ADAM DIDNT PUT HIM THROUGH TO THE LIVE ROUNDS IS BEYOND ME. Adam, use that brain in that pretty little head of yours (even though I don’t get why everyone swoons over you). WHATEVER. Anyway, this kid is fantastic. I thought I’d share this video with you guys because I’ve been listening to it continuously for two days. My right headphone even blew out…. He undoubtedly deserved to make it through!

So two out of my three  picks were sent home. C’MON JAMAR YOU GOTTA DO WORK haha WOOOOO

Dear boy on my floor,

Why are you the only mature male on my floor or this entire dorm building for that matter? Why do you have to be gay? Better yet, why am I not a gay guy? Are you SURE you do don’t like girls? YOU’RE SO PERFECT.

LOVE FOREVERRRRR,

That creepy girl down the hall.

P.S. WE TOTALLY HAD A CONNECTION THAT ONE TIME WE SPOKE IN THE ELEVATOR. YOU CAN’T DENY IT.

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Infused Afterglow - Rain - Greenwich Village - New York City via Vivienne Gucwa

thesecrazybananasareforyou asked: Your college experience is EXACTLY the same as mine. I'm a freshman who got tossed to the school I'm at because of a financial situation, HATED every aspect of it for first semester, got numb to it second semester, and longs to transfer but doesn't know if I just don't like the school I'm at or if I don't like college in general. Best of luck to you! I hope we both find whatever we're looking for.

Wow, I understand 100%. I’m sort of in a “whatever” mindset when it comes to school right now haha. Oh, and likewise! :) hope everything turns out well for you.

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New York City from the Glass House via Rafael A. Rodriguez

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I Don’t Know

Freshman year of college is nearly over and I couldn’t be more unsure. As I stepped foot onto campus this past September I hoped for some sort of clarification or validation. Never in a million years did I expect to be where I am right now. It’s true when they say God laughs at plans.

In September I absolutely abhorred college. Not the school entirely itself but the people here. I live on a floor consisting of morons, biddies, and hormonal tools. The first few months of school I’d wake up in the morning on the weekends to vomit covered bathroom floors and vomit filled sinks. The stench lasted for days. I would be woken up at four in the morning by some douchebag who says “bro” every other word or some drunk ass biddy ON A WEEKDAY. Clearly my expectation of entering a new chapter in life where I’d be able to chill with mature individuals went down the drain.

What I got a kick out of the most are the girls that inhabit a college campus. You know, those girls that wear the bandage skirts, cropped tops, and hooker heels. They’re kind of hard to miss on a Friday or Saturday night since it seems that is EVERY girl’s go to outfit. Oh, what their mothers would think if they saw their daughters with their bare asses hanging out of this fabric considered to be a skirt. Talk about lack of self respect. It soon came to my attention that the only way to catch a boy’s attention is to basically have your vagina hanging out which is totally cool if I ever want to be groped by some frat douche. I’m not a superficial girl by any means but I am always complimented on my sense of style. I guess having classy and sophisticated taste doesn’t go over too well with the male population over here but I don’t care. I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about guys right now but the fact that they consider sleazy to be superior to tasteful is completely mind boggling. Then again, I don’t have a penis so I will never understand this. I will just continue to gaze at the nicest and most beautiful boy on my floor who happens to prefer men -__- 

Moving on.

Apart from the horny baboons on my floor, I was constantly bothered by the fact that I was not at the school I always thought I would be at. Of course, the reason behind this was due to money. As for many college students, money played a large factor in determining where I would attend undergraduate school. I chose the school I am currently at because I received a pretty hefty scholarship and the other school, my first choice school, is notorious for giving stingy financial aid. There hasn’t been a day since last March 25 that I haven’t thought about the school I was and still am completely in love with. I cried for months. Even now, I have days where it pains me to know that I gave up something I worked so much for all throughout high school. Academics mean everything to me. I will openly say I am not a genius although I attended a private school with extremely intelligent students. All throughout high school it seemed as if I had to work 10 times harder just to get half as far. Some of these kids were braniacs, pulling out 2350s on their first time taking the SAT. High school was an arduous process but I thank my parents everyday for putting me there. It, without a doubt, prepared me for college. 100%. Back to my dream school. It killed me to see fellow peers where I wanted to be. It ate away at me. I am not an emotional person by any means but this entire situation weakened my ability to put up a strong facade. To this day I think about this school.

So being that the end of freshman year is about a month away, I find myself wondering what it is that I really want. I have met some amazing people in the few short months I have been in Boston. To be honest, I didn’t think I would. I have given transferring serious consideration and it is still something that I want. At the beginning of the year I was not happy here at all. I wouldn’t say I’m entirely happy here right now but I wouldn’t say I detest it as much as I did back in September. My fear is that, let’s say I do get accepted to the school I want to attend, what if I won’t be happy there? What if it is not what I dream it to be? It’s a chance I have to be completely willing to take. Things could turn out well but they could also be a disappointment. Do I risk losing the awesome people I have met this year and face the possibility of perhaps being alone? I had to start new in high school. I didn’t know anyone. This September I was the only one from my high school to attend this university. Next year, I could possibly be starting over for the third time. It sucks that we have to give up something in order to attain what we yearn for. Sorry for this long post. I NEVER post any personal stuff on my personal tumblr. I HATE showing my emotions especially to people I know. Since none of you know me I figured this would be a good outlet :)

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