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Anonymous asked:

you can turn your belly button inside out? like, from an innie to an outie?! that's crazy! how do you do it? and how did you discover such a talent?

Yeah, like from an innie to an outie. You know, I posted something on twitter about this a few weeks ago and someone, who I do not know, asked me to post pictures. I didn’t. That just doesn’t do it for me. Is there some subculture out there that has a deep appreciation for this ability? 

Ummmm…I don’t know how I do it. With my fingers? I can’t remember not being able to do it, so I’m not really sure how I discovered that I could do it. Like I said, I thought everyone could do it and it was just so usual that we never spoke about it. 

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lonelycynic

lonelycynic asked:

TAG. YOU’RE IT. The rules are state 10 random facts about yourself. Then, go to your 10 favorite blogs and tell them they’re it.

  1. My birthday is this weekend. I better see you.
  2. I love Scooby-Doo. All of them. Like, I could watch it all day. By far the best crime show in the history of television.
  3. My hair is officially all natural. I cut it on…Friday? Saturday? I’m not sure. Sometime this weekend. Anyway, I finally cut it all off. My hair is huge. I love it. 
  4. Sometimes I worry that I’ve made the wrong career choice. I feel like I’ll end up working on the collegiate level. So not the wrong choice. I guess my plans have just changed a bit.
  5. There could be 8 more seasons of Supernatural and I’d watch every single episode religiously.
  6. I dream vividly every night.
  7. I hate the fact that I don’t have a job. I like being productive.
  8. Honey is one of my favourite foods.
  9. My favourite animal is the Great White Shark.
  10. I can turn my belly button inside out, and was under the impression that everyone could until about 6 months ago.

Okay

I’m currently trying to write my lesson plan for tomorrow. It’s not working out very well. For some reason I’m going blank on everything. Content, ideas, timing. It’s all flown out of the window. I should be a lot more bothered than I actually am. I’ve tried watching Jeff Who Lives At Home for some mental stimulation and background noise. I couldn’t pay attention to that either. So its looking like I currently can’t concentrate or be distracted. 

This whole my-mom-caring-about-me thing is something I haven’t quite gotten used to. Today she asked me how school was going and I told her that my grades are right where I want them and my only concern is my fiscal security. She then told me that I don’t need to worry or get stressed out about that because she could pay for everything this summer and towards the end of the semester if I get low on cash. She says she knows that I’ve been working hard and that it’s difficult to get a job when no one around where I live is hiring and I don’t have a car, plus my rent doesn’t cost much and I don’t spend money frivolously. 

While all of these things are true, I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that my mom WANTS to help me out. I told her that I feel bad asking for money and she was …surprised. Then again, my brother expects her to pay for everything and provide for him even though he’s 20 years old and has a job. She says that she knows I’m trying and someone that works this hard shouldn’t have to worry so much about life.

It’s refreshing. Finally the universe is sending me help when I need it, and it couldn’t have happened at a better time. Seriously, this everything-will-be-okay bullshit was running me thin. I don’t end up okay. Okay doesn’t happen to me. Not sure if you’ve noticed, but I have a sad life.

That’s okay. Things are finally looking up. 

Change is good. Change is natural. Change is unruly.

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