dig deep

"My perfect date night? I pick you up in my Kia Sorento. You get in. There’s candles in the car. You go, “Is that dangerous?” and I go, “Yes, but I like danger”. We go to your favorite restaurant. We have a fantastic meal. We come outside and we see my car is on fire. You go, “Aziz, your car is on fire, aren’t you upset?” I pull out a bag of marshmallows and I go, “No, I knew this was going to happen.” And then I kiss you in front of my burning car."

Aziz Ansari (via abarestorytotell)

panty dropper 

(Source: victimize, via gthegentleman)

calmcoolcollectives:

finally!

nerdy badassery

(Source: ay-drian)

Cover of John Mayer’s Tracing

I almost died today

It all began last night when I was eating some wafers my dad just bought. They were strawberry flavored and my mom saw me enjoying them so she asked if I wanted to bring some to school the next day, I said yes and she put some in my lunch pail. 

Today I did my normal morning routine and packed the rest of my lunch and headed off to school. I went to my first class which was spanish, it ended early so I got to go back to my car a little earlier than usual to take my nap. After I woke up I was starving, but I noticed that it was almost time for class so I didn’t have time to eat my lunch so I decided that I’d just eat the wafers my mom gave me while I was in class. I finally got to class and sat down and proceeded to open up the wafer pack. Since I was hungry I ate one whole wafer stick at once and as I was chewing it, I started to notice it didn’t taste anything like strawberries. Turns out it was peanut butter flavored, and I’m allergic to peanuts. Staring death in the eyes I walked out of class as fast as I could to spit them out. Luckily I was fast enough and I cheated death. Thanks mom, whatever doesn’t kill me only makes me stronger.

psychotherapy:

(via Psychology Today’s recent cover story, “Are You With the Right Mate?”)

“…Romance itself seeds the eventual belief that we have chosen the wrong partner. The early stage of a relationship, most marked by intense attraction and infatuation, is in many ways akin to cocaine intoxication,…

People are always searching for the “right one” expecting things to be perfect and although they might be for awhile, that bliss period does end. You want someone that’s going to be there for you and be willing to work through things even when things are hard. Love isn’t built on similarities, but on the willingness to accept differences. 

(via macg-)

oohwordup:

I got a thing for Korean girls, halfers, and good tunes.

Nothing Lasts Forever

Week 1: 1/8/12

Lately it’s been a mission of mine to explore different gourmet burger places and so my friend Miki suggested going to Eureka! in downtown Claremont. Not my favorite burger but it was still enjoyable. I tried their Catalina Bison Burger and paired it with one of their Belgian blondes.

52 Weeks

I know that traditionally people take a picture each day for a year, but knowing my schedule I know I won’y be able to manage that. Instead, I’ve decided to do a 52 week compilation in where I will take a minimum of one photo a week in order to document my life and the people in it. My hope is that I’ll improve my skills in taking/processing photos while also documenting all the moments in my life I hope to remember. I’ll periodically post some of the pictures to here, but all of them will be on my Flickr.

"The lyric idea for In Repair came from this kind of knowledge about the way people are, that we’re always either on the way down or the way up. You never really enjoy the moment when it’s all put together, ‘cause it probably never really is. Those moments where things come apart is only setting you up for that moment where you put it back together again, and you’re so surprised that it’s coming back together again. There’s this beauty in the idea of being in repair."

JM