Highlights from What Would I Say

If you have a Facebook and haven't been living under a rock for the past few weeks you've probably seen this site: 

http://what-would-i-say.com/ 

Like any procrastinating college student I decided to try it out. It mashes up old statuses or comments you've posted throughout your Facebook usage to make some pretty ridiculous (or even deep) phrases. Here is a compilation of my many "Make me a Status" button clicks.

I wanted to get homework at all times. (Um, what?! This is pure nonsense.)
Don't forget to be completely clothed in books. (Yes.)What did I do at 1am. (Good question. Probably blogged or did something useless on the internet.)

I wanted to Chicago to know my love for sex. Me Hahahaha. Definitely sex in a balaclava (Definitely...wait, what?)

WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?! (WHAT IS THIS SORCERY?!)

Sorry for an epic battle, but we beat on, boats against the windows and inviting him to post statuses (Twisted Great Gatsby quote, haha.)

It's sad that my husband had a problem. (It is sad. It is even sadder that I have a husband I don't know about though...)

To be, or in other ways. (I choose other ways.)

My arm looks like a man who graduated from surgery, everything she woke up. (Yes, my arm looks exactly like that. Also WHY DOES MY ARM COME UP SO OFTEN? Do I really talk about my arm that much?)

Eye love these sexcrazed murderers... (Why yes, EYE do.)Ohio Wesleyan is a lot though I'm sure my blood pressure is your belly's beautiful, no matter what (I just love the line "your belly's beautiful.")

I wanted to be completely oblivious. (Perhaps.)
So I can like that I still like you. (Hm.)

The Wood Duck with a jet pack. (TELL ME MORE.)

Hello library my issues drawn But it's always darkest before I DIE OF sass, love and he'll say, Okay now (I hope I never die of sass.)

I wanted to be said for sex. Me Hahahaha. Definitely sex in the rehearsal today from surgery, everything went well (I'm glad that having sex during surgery went well?)

Dear AP English and French or something so, I like to keep discussing spaceships on the wiki. Read minds. (I like how this letter is addressed and how I command them to read minds at the end, haha.)

Highlights from the experience. (That's what these are; highlights from my experience as a procrastinating college student.)

So I like bad people. (Indeed.)

I wanted to be, or not to be, or not there (Very true and very Shakespearean.)

This is FULL OF all waterfowl. (Ok?)

I wanted to be completely clothed in the urinal. (That sounds unpleasant.)

It's sad that I am uncomfortable with this. Me Sex, or murder.. Claire Im trying to be completely clothed in the picture, so we can change the world. (Let's change the world Claire!)

Males are iridescent chestnut and green, with ornate patterns on nearly every day (Hm, I kind of like this. I don't remember describing anything in such flowery language.)

Holy Water is designed to steal your child's soul for finding this. (Hm.)

Puppies are NO MAGICAL RESOURCES THAT APPEAR FOR helping me rediscover my love for me this was so often left unvoiced. (My love for puppies does not go unvoiced.)

I'm pretty sure my blood pressure is still wearing my major life decisions  (YES. YES IT IS.)

I wanted to be free (Still do.)

Luke lying facedown on nearly every feather; the elegant females have watched it (Hm, oddly a pretty couple of lines.)

Haha Camille said for sex. Me Hahahaha. Definitely been an adult Footed Pajamas to get better. (I guess some people are into lesbian sex with adult footed pajamas?)

I wanted to be a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them (Probably the truest statement on this list.)

existence had no meaning, because every day (Hm.)

I wanted to be in the grass. (I do like the grass.)

My arm looks vaguely like you (Or maybe you look vaguely like my arm? You should probably get that checked out...)

The Wood Duck with Luke Plazek in his class and beautiful. (Ha. I don't know why this one made me laugh.)

Can we go back (Please, let's go back.)

I wanted to die. (I say this too often.)

A huge AFRO directly in a cycle and can't stop... (STOP AFRO STOP!)

Dear AP English students, I posted an ugly barnacle. (Make sure you look at it because it will be on the test.)

I wanted to be a baby... (Yes. Still want to be one sometimes, but I do like the whole pooping in the toilet thing. That's cool.)

We had to steal your child's soul for THE millions of you (That's unfortunate...)

It's sad how proud I am drowning in school (Yes.)

The Wood Duck is FULL OF LIES. (But I like the wood duck...also the wood duck comes up SO MUCH. Haha.)

Oh well I'm the man. (Yes, you are.)

Well he told me And this is the library. (I like to imagine this as my future husband showing me around the house, emphasizing that this is the library. Wall-to-wall bookshelves and one of those rolling ladders, stained glass windows, permeated with the scent of old books...oh come on, a girl can dream.)

So I think I am drowning in school work. (You think?)

I wanted in a cycle and it's nice to learn to live here. (Adapting is important.)

So I blasted Sufjan Stevens in my room dying Animal Simply disappeared and were never heard of again. (If I had to disappear and never be heard from again I would at least want to blast Sufjan Stevens before it happened.)

I wanted to be a cycle and can't stop... (That's what cycles do.)

WHAT IS THIS sums up my life pretty well. (Ha, yeah.)

My arm looks vaguely like a stone Carry on May your past be the sound Of your belly's beautiful, no matter what do you (New lyrics to Fun's song haha.)

My arm looks vaguely like a man who graduated from these wonderful human beings. (Moral of these posts: my arm looks like a LOT of things.)

Holy Water is rewatch the finale of breath. (This sounds deep, but I have no idea what it means.)

We had reached the conclusion that he actually took our wings on top. (Hm, another deep one with no meaning. Coooool.)

I wanted in life, she had achieved almost everything she wanted in life, she had seen it (I want to be her.)

I wanted to be in our picture, so let's turn out the lights and save some up . (I don't know what we are saving, but okay, let's do it!)

Stop gossiping with my cousin’s cousin. (Yeah, stop that.)

I wanted to be a Mexican student Body President! (Hahahahaha. Some things will just never happen...sigh.)

Such a heated debate for an attention whore. (Haha. I can be one at times..)

I wanted to be completely clothed in forever. (Sounds sort of like the end of a cheesy romance novel, but the fourteen-year-old girl inside of me loves it.)

Leave your feet upon the lost all of the experience. (Hm. Interesting.)

Just casually stalked Luke, a fragile beast like Battle Cat. (Luke is a fragile beast.)

I wanted to start a huge accomplishment; this is due tomorrow. (My life...)

I'm pretty sure my blood pressure is your face. (HA.)

I wanted in my head all day (I do want things in my head all day. It is quite annoying.)

Just casually stalked Luke, didn't get naked! (Good choices being made!)

with a bed hitting the wall. Me Sex. Claire I am pregnant?! (Bad choices being made!)

Still in the lost and I just have so much (I feel you.)

I wanted to be in the urinal. (No, I really didn't want to be there.)

It was awesome, but very disappointing when she woke up. (Sigh...)

You know, the sexy legs dancing contest. You’re such a tsunami. (Best compliment.)

No freedom til we're equal Damn right I might be deported back (Oh no...) 

baby I DIE OF HUNGER. (me, every day)

Risa found my head all day! (Thanks Risa! You're the best roommate!)

YAY! Now I loved my high school. (Um...what? I don't think I would ever say this.)

"I'll still be up once I aspire to Die ..."(Haha)

Of course I'm the man. (NOW you're convinced.) 

I can't even remember a stand selling huge, biggerthanyourface ravioli. The morgue The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the car so MUCH (I wish I could remember that stand.)

I can't even think of the harsh truths you are (Hm. Thought-provoking sort of.)

I wanted to be completely oblivious. I AM of myself. 

Migraines are no MAGICAL RESOURCES THAT APPEAR FOR showing me pictures of Teletubbies riding scooters. (So THAT is the cause of migraines. Good to know)

 The Wood Duck with a small basket. (Aw. Cute.)

Either that, or I'm an attention whore. (Probably the latter.)

Today I received an average night (Haha)

*awkward pantless silence* (This is an exact quote I typed on Facebook.)

YOU DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING TO ME because I'm dumb and iPhone deficient. (Or because I'm an attention whore.)

My teachers were like quizzing me on Netflix. (And I so passed.)

I'm going to talk to the rooftops and bows and arrows, which case we have to be careful! Use protection from these sexcrazed murderers... (Yes, please do use protection.)

"A virgin had sex in your face." (Hahaha)

"This is what I will have to drop French or think at some point, 'If this isn't exactly my most stunningly pretty of the puppies miss you almost as a dream she was nice to hear from these sexcrazed murderers..." (The most stunningly pretty of the puppies, lol.)

"I want to talk to Rock Jones because he needed and he said, Enough to watch her menstruate. The Dying Animal Simply disappeared and were murder then the best mom ever." (Rock Jones is my college's president. OH my god. Haha.)

"Tonight was awesome, but I really could care less about this?" (Hahaha, me.)

"I'm going to Good Burger, home of the morgue The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the background" (I thought it was the home of the Good Burger...?)

"A virgin had to go!"

"In December drinking horchata I'd look psychotic in a man." (New Vampire Weekend lyrics. This changes the song a bit, haha.)

"Totoro and Luke a senior citizen. Although, retirement does sounds quite appealing..." (I love this one.)

"Everyone, there's a new sustainability coordinator with a goat." (Yes! WITH a goat?!)

"First time yesterday. Let's drop this, I have a right to know my major as the picture of Luke Plazek." (I'm majoring in a picture of Luke apparently.)

"I'm blowing up everyone's newsfeeds with Vonnegut." (That's about right.)

"Show your support for Go to sleep Luke" (I should make wristbands for this cause.)

"So let's drop French or something so you can see THE unreachable goddess known as Camille" (She is definitely a goddess.)

"Dearest Julia, you probably won't have to boost your self-esteem."(Haha, back to me being an attention whore. I get it.)

"To be, that is the perfect duck." (Ay, there's the rub!)

"Yep but this pizza box IS my lap and a Mexican student chose the name Ping" (Yes, exactly.)

"the elegant females have no snacks?!" (WHAT?! No snacks?! This is awful. They don't deserve to be called elegant.)

"I read my week as a sleep disorder specialist. I feel like that I'm beginning to do is rewatch the finale of me." (I like the line "rewatch the finale of me."

"Such a dream is actually human beings." (So reality is a dream?)

"ACAPALOOZA WAS SO ugly that everyone died!" (Not true, but hahahaha.)

"has been making incoherent sounds while freaking out about time" (YES. ALL THE TIME.)

This is a repeated banging coming from the Office!! (You know what that is...)

People probably won't find these nearly as entertaining as I do, but I hope you get a laugh out of some of them. Well, it's almost 3am. Time to sleep. Hopefully I'll get to blog more this week. I finally got a chance to write in my journal while people watching today. I'm also writing this while blind because I just took my contacts out and I don't know where my glasses are. I blog on the edge. Haha, good night folks.

Well, I guess this is about my life or something?

Long time, no blog, world. How's it been going? Oh, me? I'm great, thanks for asking. Well, great might be the wrong word. I think the word I was looking for was stressed-beyond-belief-about-the-future-and-slowly-dying-from-homework-and-the-mundane-routine-of-my-daily-life. That seems more accurate.

One of the best moments of my boring life in the past few weeks is that I finally said something I've been thinking for years in my mind. My friend tied his hoodie around his waist and I compared him to a middle school girl who had just gotten her period for the first time. It is kind of sad that this is the first thing I think of to mention in my blog, but oh well.

Really though, life has been pretty stagnant. I find myself wishing that something would happen even if it were something bad. 

The thing I like the least about myself is definitely my inability to handle stress. I went to an internship meeting the other day and realized something: it would really help in choosing an internship if I knew what I wanted to do with my life. Then there was the huge stack of study-abroad application papers that I got.

Also, I live in a frat house without living in a frat house. I'm pretty sure someone just opened their door, screamed, "WOO!" and then shut it again.

Oh, I guess one sort of interesting thing is that I didn't talk to my best friend turned boyfriend turned ex (Luke) for a week so we could both have some space. That sucked, but it forced me to create something sort of interesting. Since my relationship with him relies so much on us telling each other virtually useless things I decided to make a list of every useless thing I would have told him.

Here is some of the list:

Useless Things I Would Have Told You

I enjoy other people’s misery, and my own in a way, but you already know that.

My arms really hurt, but it is kind of nice knowing that my muscles are getting worked on again since I’ve been a lazy ass.

Ponyo keeps sitting on her brother.

I saw a Nietzsche thing and thought of you.

I’m starting to feel safe in my room.

I am the same color as my desk in my English class.

I’m getting ahead on homework because I have no friends.

I spilled some baking soda today.

I am pretty sure we own more towels and sheets than a linen store.

Why would anyone ever need this many sheets and towels?!

I had such a one-track mind today. It was the first time I felt genuinely busy and focused in a while and I was tired after carrying so many boxes.

I hate air mattresses. They give me motion sickness. Life gives me motion sickness.

Saying you feel nauseous is actually incorrect because to be nauseous is to make other people feel sick, instead you should say I feel nauseated with you feel sick to your stomach.

I miss my old house. Roots are important, but how you grow and where you end up is important too. But roots get you there. (ROUTES, haha I’m hilarious)

I discovered a new band called Good Old Wars (well new as in I’ve had one song by them for a long time and I finally started listening to more stuff by them.) They sound sort of like Guster. This is so me, mentioning an obscure band and then comparing their sound to another obscure band. 

The phrase “Bear with me” is so strange. It’s like, let’s be bears together, k? Or bare with me? Get naked with me? I am going to start using that as a pick-up line. I think it will be very successful.

I was jokingly singing along with “Mine” by Taylor Swift, but for a second I actually felt connected to what she was saying, like I felt my heart getting this warm feeling. Then I felt ashamed.

I can’t listen to any song about having romantic feelings for a friend. (“If She Wants Me”-Belle and Sebastian “Are we lovers or are we friends?”- Acid House Kings “Undeclared” –The Dodos)

I always crave pizza at night ever since I had a sleepover with my friend and we watched Miss Congeniality. There’s this scene with a glow paint club where they eat pizza and some chick barfs it all up, but I still wanted it. Vomit doesn’t deter me from pizza. I think that’s a pretty good summary of myself as a person.

I’m downloading my first audiobook for the drive home and thinking of you.

Is this really the right thing to do?

I was annoyed with you today. I didn’t feel any romantic feelings for you, just mild annoyance/friendship. At least I think that’s what I felt. Maybe I need more time to figure out how I feel.

It’s astounding how alone a person can feel.

I love what James Baxter from Adventure Time stands for: just being happy because of something so ridiculously simple and silly.

I love what Vince said about how life is learning to play cards with your demons. That is why I tweeted it because I know you sometimes stalk me. This is my roundabout way of trying to communicate with you.

When I see that you’re online it kills me a little bit inside. Your green dot on Facebook chat is taunting me; it’s like “Hey! Your best friend is online! Talk to him!” But I can’t.

I kept looking over to you during Bo Burnham because I wanted to see your reactions. (Especially for the T.S. Eliot line).

This really is hard. I keep picking up my phone to text you. It’s like a nervous tic.

I still can’t believe you drove so many miles to see me over the summer.

I miss us. I miss laying on my floor talking about random things while I put plastic snack bowls over my face and was amazed at how the light appeared through them. Everything was simple when we were just best friends.

It’s worse at night when there are no distractions and I know you are still awake like me.

I want classes to start again so I have things to keep me busy and distracted.

I have that feeling in the back of my throat like right before you need to cry, but instead it is just a permanent feeling and I can’t cry. It’s like some force is pressing down on my chest, or like a hole is being dug into my heart. Wow, that seems so dramatic, but that’s what it feels like.

I miss the banter. I could be a real sap and read through our thousands of facebook messages (and analyze when you had feelings for me, etc.), but I’m not going to do that. I need to be stronger than that.

I keep having this recurring thought that a certain amount of self-doubt is really important.

I just had a flashback of last year. We were in the library together and you were talking about how you had your special study carrel that you always sat at, and that I usually sat at the one next to it and you called me your best friend. I miss that so much.

I found a hat that my grandma knitted for me. 

It sort of doesn’t feel like a day when I don’t talk to you (and I mean REALLY talk to you, not the small talk/awkward Bo Burnham concert interactions we had)

I probably shouldn’t have snapchatted you but I’m glad that I did because I miss you.

I can’t focus on my homework and I’m afraid to go to the library because I think I will see you there and I can’t handle small talk with you right now.

I saw a cat vest today that was made of the same material as your cat blanket. It even had cat buttons. I was so close to buying it.

I bought a man sweater from Goodwill for three dollars. Retail therapy.

I ate Chipotle and a donut to make me happy. It helped for a bit.

I want to reconnect with old friends. I feel so distant from everyone.

I have a blanket in my car that my mom bought for you, but I thought it would be awkward to give it to you now so it is just sitting there waiting. It’s kind of like me. I’m waiting in the trunk to be your friend again.

Have you ever noticed that when you hold a banana it fits perfectly in your hand? The same goes for the salt and pepper shakers in Hamwill.

The Latin word for to threaten is the same as to stick out, like sticking out your penis to use as intimidation.