a dash of nostalgia.
a dash of nostalgia.

Just wanna thank my followers for putting up with my shit. I know I annoy some of y’all. Thanks for sticking around.

I’m so nervous.

Moving out from my parents, transferring credits to new school/attending said new school, new job, new people, new everything.

Fuck.

Since I’m going on my trip soon, I had to get some new clothes; keyword “had.”

Anyhow, I totally forgot that this weekend was labor day weekend and most stores had really nice deals. I think I visited about 8/10ths of the stores in the mall to see deals, and I only found a few that were considered good.

I was only focusing on buying shirts and tops, so what I got were:

3 shirts, 2 Henley’s, a chimney collared sweater, and 4 boxer briefs. I finally have all the colors of the rainbow in boxer briefs, lol.

Spent less than $60 on everything! 😊

Since I’m going on my trip soon, I had to get some new clothes; keyword “had.”

Anyhow, I totally forgot that this weekend was labor day weekend and most stores had really nice deals. I think I visited about 8/10ths of the stores in the mall to see deals, and I only found a few that were considered good.

I was only focusing on buying shirts and tops, so what I got were:

3 shirts, 2 Henley’s, a chimney collared sweater, and 4 boxer briefs. I finally have all the colors of the rainbow in boxer briefs, lol.

Spent less than $60 on everything! 😊

Well, tonight was a really interesting night. All I have to say, without giving out too much, is that my little circle of friends and I don’t have any secrets we’re hiding to each other anymore. We all came clean, and that’s a relief.

I feel extremely nervous for some reason.. but I can’t quite put my finger on why.. Just a mixed bags of emotions.

Nonetheless, I’m still trying to hang out with everyone before my big move. Trying to cherish every last moment.

Tumblr is full of horny young adults.

And I’m one of them.

Rules: Answer the questions and tag at least 10 people.

I was tagged by averagebloke and cloudpudding. :)

Name: Nathan
Nickname: Nate, Big Eyes, Poopy
Birthday: June 8th
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Height: 5’8”
Time zone: Pacific
What time and date is it there: 4:39 PM / 8.30.2014
Average hours of sleep: 6 hours, 8 hours on a good day.
OTP’s: None
First word to come to mind: Watermelon Soju Cocktail
Last thing I said to my family: “Is the chicken done yet?”
One place that makes me happy and why: The cafe’s I hang out at with my friends. Could spend countless hours there talking about nothing.
How many blankets do I sleep under: Just one. It’s all I need.
Favourite beverage: Mango Lassi, Chai Latte, Jack Daniel’s Honey with Ginger Ale.

I tag: no one. ;)

I wish America would adopt Asia’s street food and street cafe culture. That would be so awesome.

I try to be as equally friendly as I could be to everyone, so that I’m a more likable person. So when someone hates me, it’s always discouraging and I’m dying to know why they don’t like me for whatever reason. 

Like there are literal people who hate other people because they’re content with their life, while their’s is miserable.

Maybe I shouldn’t try to read into it too much. Can’t please everyone.