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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>of a Yellow Person</description><title>White Oval</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @finalphungtasty)</generator><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>What's your biggest regret in high school so far?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Well I like to think that everything I’ve ever done, every mistake or good thing or bad thing has been for the better. There’s looking at it in a sense of cause and affect and there’s also in a sense that I learned some things the hard way…but I learned them nonetheless. Like, no one doesn’t make bad dedications in high school. It’s just a thing. Albeit, an over spoken and cliche thing but it’s true. Learn from experience and teach by example I guess. And I think that regretting anything that happens is a waste of energy and time. Admittedly, yeah, if shit happens I’ll be upset for a bit but life goes on and no matter how stressful or emotional or crazy it can get, I suppose it could always be worse :p &lt;br/&gt;
But I guess, in retrospect, some of the more not so pleasant things in the past is earlier this year when I just tried to do too much stuff at once and just ended up burning myself out. I just felt really spread-thin and I hated not being able to fully commit to everything and constantly letting people down. Another not so pleasant thing is I guess getting too hung up on one person for too long. Lastly, the boy I dated freshman year. Oh dear that was all bad haha. And yeah.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50974564414</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50974564414</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 22:47:48 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Name 1-3 people that you love and why?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Love too many people on this earth because people and different flavors of personalities are too wonderful and to ask me to narrow that down to 3 people is too much. To state it simply:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&gt;everyone in the cast of the Perfect Plot &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&gt;everyone mentioned in the question I answered a few minutes ago&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&gt;my brother&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why? This question may have just unintentionally evoked a million and one thoughts from me, all of which I don’t think I can convey properly because my mind moves a lot faster than my hands or mouth will ever be capable of going. Why do I love the people that I do. Hm. I like to think that I surround myself with people who I want to be around. Which sounds like common sense but I guess you’d be surprised. I think that all of those people are not only brilliant, creative, intelligent and insightful people but are all people who have a certain depth to their personality that is not easily found in people. I believe the phrase is “old soul trapped in a young body” and that is something that I treasure beyond most and one of the most beautiful qualities anyone could ever have.&lt;span&gt;I realize my list sound long but I think that’s simply because I’ve been so lucky in my life to be graced with the existence of those people in my life and that is literally so awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; I love these people because they inspire me, they make me laugh, they are my shoulder to cry on, all have seen me at bad times in my life and have no run away but helped me get through them, they create memories with me, they support me no matter what and I would do all of the above and so much more for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50971489509</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50971489509</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 21:37:05 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Do you have someone in your life that you feel as though you could tell anything to without ever getting judged?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I’ve noticed recently that I trust really easily, in a sense that I allow myself to be fairly open with people most of the time. Not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing, but it is most certainly a thing. And all of my friendships are sort of weird because I sometimes choose to confide in certain people about certain things and I’m able to predict what kind of response I’ll get. (eg: if I were to talk to Arian about something, I’d get a feel-good type of response, if I were to talk to Sydney I’d get a response that reflects quick witted yet in depth analysis, if I were to talk to Mikey I’d get something using logic yet still really caring and open minded.) I guess what I look for in a confidant or true friend is just someone with sincere intentions that are fueled with utmost care and those are the people that I know I can trust. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Few people I can add to the list are Nikita, Nicola, Kyle and Aziz. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50971059976</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50971059976</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 21:28:33 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Merp </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Crying at school is a bad feeling. Because you can feel people staring and you&amp;#8217;d think that would make you want to stop because you don&amp;#8217;t want people to see but nope it just gives you a weird lonely feeling and it makes the tears fall harder and faster. Lol harder and faster. But really. However, and although it sucks to have to be sad enough to cry in the first place, it really helps you realize the things/people who can make you happy no matter what. Whether it be a class, the simple prospect of knowing that you get to see someone you miss soon, or the fact that someone who you care about will drop what they&amp;#8217;re doing because they care about you just as much&amp;#8230;it&amp;#8217;s a nice feeling. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50968443168</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50968443168</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 20:41:15 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Fun fact: I say "chin up, buttercup" to people who are sad because tbh when people say that to me it makes me instantly happy for some reason. </title><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50882523610</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50882523610</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 20:00:13 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Phil Kaye performs "Repetition"</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EILQTDBqhPA"&gt;Phil Kaye performs "Repetition"&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;blockquote class="link_og_blockquote"&gt;Phil Kaye, part of Team Providence 2011, and Project Voice performs “Repetition” at New York’s Bowery Poetry Club. Aug 2011&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Like this a lot. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50790999367</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50790999367</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 21:22:31 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"Stick to your resolve. Be strong in your convictions. Whatever you think--you are right. Follow your bliss. Its tough following your bliss but it's worth it. In fact, it's the only thing that TRULY MATTERS."</title><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50637288035</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50637288035</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 22:18:09 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>We got our yearbooks today and it sort of made me feel really small and insignificant and then I...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;We got our yearbooks today and it sort of made me feel really small and insignificant and then I thought about myself in the world in its entirety and then I felt even smaller and insignificant and now I want to do something to channel my energy into but I don&amp;#8217;t know what and I also don&amp;#8217;t know what I&amp;#8217;m doing with my life and that&amp;#8217;s the story of how I had an existential crisis tonight. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50559375700</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50559375700</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 21:26:09 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Colonial Times</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I realized the other day that a lot of my really close friends/people who just so happen to be really important to me are of the older-boy species. Not to say that I was completely oblivious to that beforehand but it was definitely something that I didn&amp;#8217;t fully process until taking a step back and looking at my friend-populous (did I use that right?). It&amp;#8217;s not really in a scandalous way or with creepy intentions, it&amp;#8217;s just kind of a thing. And interestingly enough, I feel like that&amp;#8217;s where my stronger bonds are too. Is it just a matter of the fact that they&amp;#8217;re more mature? Will the guys in my grade mature soon or is that just not ever going to happen.   Actually now that I&amp;#8217;m actually thinking about it, the number of close friends that I have that are my age, this includes both genders, is like, under 4. O.o Is there something wrong with me. Am I secretly a 90 year old woman in disguise. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Fair winds,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Angela Phung&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50298782771</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50298782771</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 15:33:40 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Oh how I love her &lt;3 </title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9b6231939bf26a8956734139d24682cd/tumblr_mmpkyce1Fq1r71qpdo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh how I love her &lt;3 &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50298017732</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50298017732</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 15:23:00 -0800</pubDate><category>prom2013</category></item><item><title>Thought my feet were bleeding tonight. Still didn't take off my heels. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Jenna marbles would be proud.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50237572486</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/50237572486</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 00:39:54 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"I feel like I'm not getting to live my life because I'm too busy trying to survive."</title><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/49758482385</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/49758482385</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 22:36:29 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Trying to imagine taste of food you've never had before is weird. Like trying to describe color to a blind person. </title><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/49657669591</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/49657669591</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 May 2013 21:26:11 -0800</pubDate><category>helladeep</category></item><item><title>AWKWARD I MEANT TO POST THIS ON MY OTHER BLOG LOL.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9e17a342ee202e646028769bf59afc8e/tumblr_mm3e0xknmm1r71qpdo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;AWKWARD I MEANT TO POST THIS ON MY OTHER BLOG LOL.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/49314288887</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/49314288887</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 15:46:09 -0800</pubDate><category>diypeterpancollar</category><category>face</category><category>style</category></item><item><title>Awkward moment where you send literally the hardest confession to someone leaving yourself completely vulnerable and said person doesn't understand you cried as you typed those words. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;how do i let these things happen.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/49074449067</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/49074449067</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Apr 2013 23:15:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Cloudy with a chance of clouds </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I realized recently that all the title of my text posts are bordering on really pretentious, which is pretty embarrassing in retrospect. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Something happened a while ago which was essentially me trying to find a specific picture of myself that was taken a year and a half ago. In trying to do this, I just scrolled through all my facebook pictures and I realized two things. The first being I&amp;#8217;ve had some really really awesome experiences, as far as school stuff, time spent with friends and family, etc. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The other thing that it made me think of was how I feel like I loose little moments like that under clouds of thought that I&amp;#8217;m under at the time. That doesn&amp;#8217;t make sense. But I&amp;#8217;ll try to backtrack a little and maybe as I&amp;#8217;m explaining it to you it&amp;#8217;ll start to make sense to me. :P &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I guess I just get really&amp;#8230;passionate about some things? Really more accurate description would just be &amp;#8220;unhealthily addicted to&amp;#8221;. And this, in most cases, happens to one specific thing for a period of time. For example, I was very very into Student Government my Freshman year and literally my whole life revolved around it. During February-April time, I would stay up till 3 in the morning almost every night working on stuff. And then during the day I would always simultaneously be thinking about something relating to it. And there was another period of time where I met a boy, started talking to him gradually more and more and then started liking him a lot and during class and through life I guess my head would shift in and out of things pertaining to him. Those are just two examples, but there are a few more. And all my problems and stress would derive from whatever the thing that was clouding my mind was at the time. It&amp;#8217;s interesting to think about because I can literally separate/distinguish the months in my life and what was going on during those times by thinking about what I was infatuated with. Maybe this is normal and what people mean when they say that teenagers go through &amp;#8220;phases&amp;#8221; and whatever. Who knows. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m referring to them as clouds because they literally make my vision and the way I think feel foggy. CAN I GET A WHAT WHAT FOR THAT METAPHOR. #helladeep *pats self on back* &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just an interesting tid bit. I feel like listing out more specific things would aid the understanding a little bit but that would just make me blabber on like 10x more. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/49066493694</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/49066493694</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Apr 2013 20:40:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>At least I tried haha. </title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/d4bf3913ee158273e1bdd5dd5b2517d3/tumblr_mlutv08TT71r71qpdo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;At least I tried haha. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/48918953665</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/48918953665</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Apr 2013 00:49:48 -0800</pubDate><category>yay</category></item><item><title>I have like no self confidence at all when it comes to boy-stuff ugh. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;*Slaps self in face*&lt;br/&gt;
Man up, Angela. Man up.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/48591182279</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/48591182279</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Apr 2013 20:28:42 -0800</pubDate><category>clicheteenposts</category></item><item><title>"When I was in high school, I found a loophole to the system and realized that I didn't actually have to move on in foreign language class to get credits for it. So I took Spanish 1...all four years." -My brother</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Similar sibling work ethic. Must be genetic hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/48585697121</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/48585697121</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Apr 2013 19:12:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/1fe3c6145df2b32466ea99de77f4cde9/tumblr_mkjtyaRrC51r71qpdo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/46800434743</link><guid>http://finalphungtasty.tumblr.com/post/46800434743</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 15:44:34 -0800</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
