HeyHiHello, I'm Katie :3 personal reblogs and outbursts @ jacobamadeus.tumblr.com

Mmkay, so here is where I put everything else that seems less of me than you think. As in me, I mean jolly, aloof, random, clueless, etc. Another side of what goes on in my head, I guess you can say.

Startinggggg... now [1/27/10]. Older blogs would be here, but I'm too lazy to find them. Right, mhmm bye!

I won't let anyone, anything throw me off. Just wing it. Just rock it. Photobucket

24th January 2012

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Darkness had no need of aid from them—She was the universe.
Darkness, Lord Byron

24th January 2012

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23rd January 2012

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Jtangster: downtownn: You will only regret the workouts you don’t... →

downtownn:

You will only regret the workouts you don’t do.

healthy-is-sexy:

Diet Health:

Worlds Fastest Workout Video

Britney Spears Abs

Kim Kardashian Butt

Victoria’s Secret

Erin’s Workout

Selita’s Workout P1 & P2

BODY ROCK

Cardio Exercise

Get…

Insanity is on there~

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21st January 2012

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Confession #36

I’m kinda jealous of the artist who I began but regret never coming back to.

19th January 2012

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bobbwhy:

Nutella Mug Cake
Ingredients
4 tablespoons self rising flour
4 tablespoons sugar
1 egg
3 tablespoons cocoa powder
3 tablespoons Nutella
3 tablespoons milk
3 tablespoons olive or vegetable oil
Method
Combine all ingredients in a large coffee mug. 
Whisk well with a  fork until smooth. 
Microwave on high for 1 1/2 – 3 minutes. (Time  depends on microwave wattage. Mine took 1 /2 minutes.) 
Top with whipped  cream and a little chocolate sauce if desired.
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bobbwhy:

Nutella Mug Cake

Ingredients

  • 4 tablespoons self rising flour
  • 4 tablespoons sugar
  • 1 egg
  • 3 tablespoons cocoa powder
  • 3 tablespoons Nutella
  • 3 tablespoons milk
  • 3 tablespoons olive or vegetable oil

Method

  1. Combine all ingredients in a large coffee mug.
  2. Whisk well with a fork until smooth.
  3. Microwave on high for 1 1/2 – 3 minutes. (Time depends on microwave wattage. Mine took 1 /2 minutes.)
  4. Top with whipped cream and a little chocolate sauce if desired.

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19th January 2012

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18th January 2012

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16/f/ca, wbu?: ohthatswitty: SOPA EMERGENCY LIST. SOPA Emergency IP list:So if these... →

ohthatswitty:

SOPA EMERGENCY LIST.

SOPA Emergency IP list:


So if these ass-fucks in DC decide to
ruin the internet, here’s how to access your favorite sites
in the event of a DNS takedown

tumblr.com 174.121.194.34
wikipedia.org 208.80.152.201

# News
bbc.co.uk 212.58.241.131
aljazeera.com 198.78.201.252

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18th January 2012

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Another movie we need to watch together, darl of mine. It isn’t some science fiction fantasy or action comedy this time. :3

Another movie we need to watch together, darl of mine. It isn’t some science fiction fantasy or action comedy this time. :3

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13th January 2012

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I’m really a city girl

or at least I’d like to think I am. I love the lights, the tall buildings, the fast-paced hustle and ho, and the irritating pedestrians (kinda). But really, I’m pretty sure I’ll find a way to love a new place anyway haha. Dartmouth is the smallest Ivy League with grand aegis and it’s in a rural part of New Hampshire, which is all the way on the other corner of the country! The climate will be totally different, but let’s not forget about the lifestyle. This is a land I have never once stepped foot it and the closest I got was New York City. It’ll probably be a love-hate relationship but really more of the love. Aside from gangsters in big cities and psycho murderers who run vacant motels on the mountainsides, new places are always an amenity of the Earth. I can’t not love anything. I mean honestly, I’d rather be out exploring the world, taking every chance I get. Sure, there are others who may not say the same. Sure, there are places in the world drastically different than Los Angeles. There are other places in the world where people cannot love their land because of the people, the neighborhood, the society. Some of these people may not have experienced love as I have, and probably even fear it, or worse—fear it does not exist. But, those people and I aren’t very different from each other. We both have dreams and we both just want to be happy, wherever we go, wherever we are, whether we decide to go or to stay. However, the only significant difference may be that several of those people decide not to go, either because they are scared or because they feel bound to something that will never let them go. It all depends on whether or not you or I will take a Leap of Faith. I guess I’m straying away from the whole Dartmouth thing right now so let me find a way to tie it back haha. In the manner of which I attend a college or university away from home or not, rural or city, America or Sweden, there will always be more to learn about this new journey. And I’m pretty sure I’ll learn to love it. I’m not scared of the weather in New Hampshire’s winters, maybe a little intimidated, but I surely will not back down on the challenge if the gauntlet were thrown down in front of me. Let’s say I were to stay in California, there’s still so much to know about Cali, let alone Los Angeles! I will forever be after the heart of the world and its people and the many wonders they (including the world) have to offer. Why not just move to Siberia? I’ll never know if I’ll love or hate living there unless I’ve tried. Just knowing I’ve even tried applying to Dartmouth is a little divergent of my idiosyncratic nature but hey, I’d like to see what would become of me if I got accepted and tried. Who knows? I know it’s almost not sanely to be a reach because there was not even a supplement and all they have are concrete grades, no essays, they won’t really get to know me. This interviewer can’t know me by just talking for one hour at the Coffee Bean. I mean it’d be great if we could talk like- or if she was just a friend of mine interrogating me, then I think Dartmouth would love me (hahahaaa..), but that would be too bias. Hopefully, I don’t forget about the great things that have impacted my life if she mentions. I’ll just try to kill her with my sad humor if worse comes to worst.

Tagged: Dartmouthinterviewwhy did I evenbefore sleep thoughts

13th January 2012

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