Wipe Those Tears Off Your Guitar, Taylor. He Doesn't Like You.

It's recently come to my attention that there are some libelous rumors being spread around the United States and it's going to take some serious cynicism to set things straight.


So grab your cheap acoustic guitar, a box of tissues, and all the wailing teen-girl angst and melodrama you can carry, because we're headed deep into the bowels of a Taylor Swift song!

When Boxes Attack!

When Boxes Attack...They'll return YOU to sender!

 

Google: The 13 Year Journey From Dream Search Engine to Destroyer of Hope

I'm pretty sure I heard somewhere that yesterday was Google's 13th birthday. Congratulations, Google! You've not only made yourself indispensable in the everyday life of millions of people, infiltrated your way into an unnervingly diverse array of markets (Google Supermarkets are coming, people), but you've also managed to solve the age-old question of: Is s/he gay?

That's right.

6 Reasons I Feel Like I Might Be The Anti-Christ

Right in the Facebook.

So you find a blog you like. It’s witty, full of social commentary, and crude drawings that make you feel better about yourself. Then, there’s a little bit of a slowdown. Understandable really, I mean the people doing all the work have lives, right? But then it get’s worse as their will and time begin to wane. Eventually, all their posts basically amount to “updates” where they tell you “omg we’re trying but we’re so busy I'M SORRY please still love ussssss.” They need more content, and fast. So what do they do? They hire a new writer. Someone they hand pick. Someone with talent, social standing, and someone who won’t completely dismantle all their hard work. That was almost the case here.

Dress To...Meh, Screw This.

Yeah.  I got swagger.

A moment occurs in life when you just sort of "wake up," and feel like the world is suddenly watching you.  This can be earlier for select individuals, and sometimes much later for those who just don't get it--blissfully ignorant.

$#!% I Don’t Understand Vol. 2

Who doesn't like summer? It's nice and warm, you can go to the beach, there's no school--it's just a good time. Or at least it would be, if there weren't fat touristy people wandering around in Crocs all over the place with their sun hats and maps. They make no sense whatsoever (both the tourists and their Crocs).

I hate them.

The Mods: Land of Myth and Legend

JonBo

The force of the shrug was unbearable.

Back in the day of elementaryhood, there was a kid, JonBo, who was a bit odd.  I tried to be nice to him, being the new kid and all, but he shrugged me off.

So, that ended our potential new best- friendship.  He went on to do his own thing for a while.  He wasn't liked too much, but he had a couple good friends.  But one day he kind of ruined it for himself.

Bapst: Scion of Silence

I've got nothing against studying. It's different for everyone. Sometimes it even makes you do better on tests or whatever. A lot of my friends from BC, however, all say that studying at Bapst's Library is "magical." Just because it looks like Hogwarts doesn't mean it's magical. Actually, Bapst is one hell of a scary place.

Stu

You'll never know...

I don’t have a problem with cross dressers.  It’s relatively acceptable for a woman to wear masculine clothing, so I say that a man can wear feminine clothing.

What’s the big deal?  I hate wearing high heels and if a man wants to take over that duty for me, well so be it.  Whatever makes your lemonade, floats your boat, or sinks it.

So Hip That It's Square. So Square That It's Cubic.

K did a good job explaining her own steamy relationship with Minecraft, but my story? Prepare for flashback in 5...4...3...2...1...pagebreak!