11:47 PM
I wonder…
What grades my two dogs would get in school if they were humans…

NO JORDY. You’ve got a paper to write. Stop thinking about your dogs and encouraging such irrelevant thoughts by posting them to tumblr.
What grades my two dogs would get in school if they were humans…

NO JORDY. You’ve got a paper to write. Stop thinking about your dogs and encouraging such irrelevant thoughts by posting them to tumblr.
Why am I looking at wedding rings? I’m not even in a relationship.
I just love the idea of being married. Maybe I’m naively overlooking a lot of the factors that go into a relationship, but I find the whole concept to be adorable: two people wearing their own ring, given to them by each other, that symbolizes how they are each others and no one else’s. It’s so great.

People who instead of taking a screen cap of their screen, get a camera and take a picture of their computer, then upload it, then post it, I worry about you.

What if, instead of a computer mouse, a machine (I don’t know the technical terms) could see where your eyes are moving (I know that technology exists) and the arrow/mouse will move to where you’re looking. And then, if you need to left click, you just wink with your left eye, and vice versa, wink with your right eye if you need to right click. It could be great for people who aren’t capable of using a mouse (whether it be because of an injury or their hands or arms, etc.). Or for anyone who’d rather not have a mouse.
Most people are like “I wish that the guy/girl I fancy knew I exist.”
And then I’m like “I wish that the guy I fancy existed.”
This was a new secret on Postsecret. And I’m well aware Postsecret is a place for people to tell their secrets (typically their deepest most one’s) in a safe manner that can act as a relief system, but, well, then, here’s my secret:
This secret makes my fists and teeth clench. I— this secret’s horrible. People go to therapists because they need someone to confide in, or they need help, or support, or someone to listen to them—they need someone to care. They don’t need someone feeding off their pain or misery or what have you for their own selfish reasons.

You know what I’ve just thought of?
What if I told every single Whovian I knew and ever will know, that if they ever have the pleasure of meeting Matt Smith to say something along the lines of “There’s a girl in this world by the name of Jordyn W. and someday you’ll meet her and I think you’ll enjoy it—heavens know she will.”
And so, he’ll have random people across the world every so often telling him this and he’ll become increasingly more perplexed and curious as to who this girl is and why he’ll enjoy meeting her. And thoughts will start forming in his head. Imagination and curiosity will start to peak and take over. Then, when the day finally comes that I meet him and introduce myself as Jordyn W. he’ll be respond with “Oh my gosh! It’s you!” And it will be amazing.
I’m always tired in the day time and wide awake during the night. I do all my busy, legitimate work at night (reading, watching movies/shows I’d like to, …making food, etc). This complicates life for me considering humans are not nocturnal.