I'm wondering if blogging is just a phase for me.
past couple days it felt like a chore as opposed to something i wanted to.
then again not much to report.
today i spent the entire day in bed.
yesterday i spent the evening with my boyfriend. we watched friends. that was about it.
I want more music
Ronnie Day
The Killers
the rest of the Ingrid Michaelson songs ive been downloading (I've always had issues spelling michaelson. or even michael. which is somethimes micheal. gar!)
and i lost my program to the dance show. which makes me sad. i had songs i wanted to add to my itunes.
Tommy- the who
all other beatles songs- like octopus garden and the john lennon one about god
bluh. nothing else to say
sorry this is lame
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
3 am post
only total bosses make themselves S'mores at 2 in the morning. oh yeah.
I've recently become addicted to the new show "Once Upon a Time". I had added it to my Hulu queue a really long time ago and finally got around to watching to tonight. or last night rather.
Within the first episode I was hooked. It was adventurous and action packed while having the emotional drive that almost led me to tears. It's fairy tales mixed with reality.
And I'll admit sometimes it can get a little cliche or overdone. but not by much.
I love that every episode they focus on a different fairy tale character- and how they're all related to each other in one way or another. Watching a show like this reminds me that I am my father's daughter. I start yelling at the screen (in my head or out loud. sometimes even in texts to other people who have no idea what i'm talking about- which is always amusing) because i want such and such thing to happen between these two characters and something else to happen between a second pair.
Because it focuses on an entire town, it makes introducing new characters or storylines easy, but I'm wondering how they'll keep up with all the characters or if eventually they'll just drop some of them. That is what I worry about.
Otherwise, I'm seriously impressed. The acting is really very good. The main girl characters are realistic and don't make me want to vomit (always a good sign). Sometimes the writing can be a bit cliche but only in certain scenes where it's usually necessary**. I highly recommend this show. Check it out on hulu or on abc at 7 on sunday nights.
** yes there is such a thing as a necessary cliche. The reason things become cliche is because they were used so often it became sort of a joke. or a mockery of a situation. When a guy tells the girl he loves her, it seems lame nowadays because of all the love scenes we've seen in movies that are exactly the same. but originally in real life, and still today, those words mean something to the people who are saying them. they breathe life into the words. they're not just sayings to make someone like you more. They own those words. they are theirs to keep and share with those they love. I'd know this because I say cliche stuff to my boyfriend all the time. but I mean it. I always mean it when I say I love him or that I'd always be there for him. I wouldn't say it if it weren't true. <3
Monday, December 26, 2011
Christmas: the sequel
So today was the day my family bravely embarked on our Christmas shopping excursion to Target. In lieu of normal Christmas gifts this year, we decided that we would hit Target for the after-Christmas sales. We also did this because buying gifts for people is very difficult to do and rather time consuming. So we instead bought ourselves what we each needed. I bought practical things: jewelry organizer, pillow, blanket, nothing especially exciting. Which makes it kinda lame- but in the long run I know i'll appreciate and use all of those things every day. and that way the money I received for Christmas (all $325 of it! yus!) can go toward gas money. and cell phone bills. and the occasional lunch with a friend. and I won't have to spend it on much needed essentials. (looking back, I wish I had bought myself one or two more things just for me. I considered a sweater. or some earrings. Or maybe The Killer albums I'm missing. I mean, it is my Christmas gifts, right? Oh well. I bought Ghostbusters though. That movie is a classic. I'm going to make my boyfriend watch it with me. because it's a classic)
Awkward thing happened at check out though. We had TONS of stuff. like three carts full. and they're ringing us up- the purchase getting close to a thousand dollars. and the computer CRASHED. security came. it was awkward. We had to re-ring everything again. the purchase ended up being over a thousand dollars, even with our 5% off and all the sale items we picked out. I feel spoiled. but then again, we were just buying things we would've wanted/needed for the year- just all at once. so not so bad I guess.
Awkward thing happened at check out though. We had TONS of stuff. like three carts full. and they're ringing us up- the purchase getting close to a thousand dollars. and the computer CRASHED. security came. it was awkward. We had to re-ring everything again. the purchase ended up being over a thousand dollars, even with our 5% off and all the sale items we picked out. I feel spoiled. but then again, we were just buying things we would've wanted/needed for the year- just all at once. so not so bad I guess.
Sunday, December 25, 2011
high hopes
I shouldn't let my hopes get up as high as they do, and as often. It's leading to constant disappointment.
This doesn't need to be happening.
But it happens all the time anyway.
because I dwell. I lock onto ideas. and once I'm excited for such and such idea, I'm just upset when it doesn't go through. I don't let things go as easily in that sense either. then again i'm super emotional and crazy. so I guess I have a reason to be. but this is just becoming unfair. I have to stop being overly sensitive. I can feel myself being ridiculous. yet I can't help but be offended or upset or let down. You'd think that living with my sister for three years, I'd be able to accept disappointment by now. Not the case. Not the case at all. Apparently when it's a different source I don't respond to same message. and it's because their on a pedestal. which I guess is my own fault.
This doesn't need to be happening.
But it happens all the time anyway.
because I dwell. I lock onto ideas. and once I'm excited for such and such idea, I'm just upset when it doesn't go through. I don't let things go as easily in that sense either. then again i'm super emotional and crazy. so I guess I have a reason to be. but this is just becoming unfair. I have to stop being overly sensitive. I can feel myself being ridiculous. yet I can't help but be offended or upset or let down. You'd think that living with my sister for three years, I'd be able to accept disappointment by now. Not the case. Not the case at all. Apparently when it's a different source I don't respond to same message. and it's because their on a pedestal. which I guess is my own fault.
Til Death Do Us Part
I have an obsession with weddings. and It's really not the event itself. I'm not much of a party person, I just love the design aspect of it. The pretty things. If that makes sense.
I've loved the idea of weddings since I was a child. I remember getting a bride barbie one Valentine's day when I was 6 or 7. but the current obsession probably came when I bought myself 2 brides magazines in May of 2009. and then next fall I bought some more. then I got a subscription. then I started the binder. and since then I have been perfecting the binder. It's now much larger, now the pages are in clear inserts which makes editing the binder easier. It's really weird. most people don't understand it. But it's kinda just a weird hobby.
Today, for no reason, I thought wouldn't it be awesome to write for Bride magazine as a living? or at least just be an assistant to one of the editors or something? but then I was like- you wouldn't know the first thing about writing an article about flowers or cakes or anything. I mean, i know more than the average person knows about weddings- but cmon. I mean it's a cool pipe dream, but i really doubt i'd be headed in that direction in life anyway. I have previously considered a wedding planner but then realized I'd never be able to handle the bridezillas.
Here's some pictures- because you can't talk about weddings without pictures.
I've loved the idea of weddings since I was a child. I remember getting a bride barbie one Valentine's day when I was 6 or 7. but the current obsession probably came when I bought myself 2 brides magazines in May of 2009. and then next fall I bought some more. then I got a subscription. then I started the binder. and since then I have been perfecting the binder. It's now much larger, now the pages are in clear inserts which makes editing the binder easier. It's really weird. most people don't understand it. But it's kinda just a weird hobby.
Today, for no reason, I thought wouldn't it be awesome to write for Bride magazine as a living? or at least just be an assistant to one of the editors or something? but then I was like- you wouldn't know the first thing about writing an article about flowers or cakes or anything. I mean, i know more than the average person knows about weddings- but cmon. I mean it's a cool pipe dream, but i really doubt i'd be headed in that direction in life anyway. I have previously considered a wedding planner but then realized I'd never be able to handle the bridezillas.
Here's some pictures- because you can't talk about weddings without pictures.
Christmas Day
Christmas 2011
So far- this christmas hasn't been as great as it could've been.
1. there was no snow. NO SNOW. I live in the midwest and there isn't any snow? really? What is this? California? It was weird. I don't think I've ever had the grass be so green on christmas day. and the sun be so bright. What's the deal
2. Gifts today were... alright. I mean I won't get the bulk of my "gifts" until tomorrow when my family goes shopping, but there wasn't anything especially fantastic. This year people bought me clothes (which we never do) and of course I ran into all the problems I was trying to avoid, wrong size, not a style I like, or wrong cut for my body type. I feel bad because some of them I especially liked but they didn't fit. :/ I also discovered that knee-highs looks tall girls look especially awkward. Or at least, make me feel awkward. I did get some much needed money though! Gas money and money to hopefully have and save. *fingers crossed*
3. My dad got me this CD of Laura Marling " A Creature I Don't Know". I'm excited to listen to it because I love getting new music onto my Ipod. I always crave more music. I'm a music junkie. That reminds me, I wanted to get the other Killers albums. and find my old phone and transfer all my notes. my phone feels naked without them. ><
Merry Christmas/Happy Hanukkah/ Happy Kwanza (which isn't a religiously affiliated holiday. I don't really count it. plus I don't know anyone who celebrates it. Then again I don't know any Wiccas (pagans) either. nevermind) and most importantly Happy Festivus!!
p.s I'm obsessed with Seinfeld. Hence the Festivus reference
So far- this christmas hasn't been as great as it could've been.
1. there was no snow. NO SNOW. I live in the midwest and there isn't any snow? really? What is this? California? It was weird. I don't think I've ever had the grass be so green on christmas day. and the sun be so bright. What's the deal
2. Gifts today were... alright. I mean I won't get the bulk of my "gifts" until tomorrow when my family goes shopping, but there wasn't anything especially fantastic. This year people bought me clothes (which we never do) and of course I ran into all the problems I was trying to avoid, wrong size, not a style I like, or wrong cut for my body type. I feel bad because some of them I especially liked but they didn't fit. :/ I also discovered that knee-highs looks tall girls look especially awkward. Or at least, make me feel awkward. I did get some much needed money though! Gas money and money to hopefully have and save. *fingers crossed*
3. My dad got me this CD of Laura Marling " A Creature I Don't Know". I'm excited to listen to it because I love getting new music onto my Ipod. I always crave more music. I'm a music junkie. That reminds me, I wanted to get the other Killers albums. and find my old phone and transfer all my notes. my phone feels naked without them. ><
Merry Christmas/Happy Hanukkah/ Happy Kwanza (which isn't a religiously affiliated holiday. I don't really count it. plus I don't know anyone who celebrates it. Then again I don't know any Wiccas (pagans) either. nevermind) and most importantly Happy Festivus!!
p.s I'm obsessed with Seinfeld. Hence the Festivus reference
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Mind Tourretts
So while I was forced to partake in the annual christmas eve service, which is pointless for an atheist, I started having a bit of Mind Tourretts.
Let me explain what that is exactly
I don't know if this happens to other people. Probably just me, I am kinda freakish. I'll zone out and start thinking about anything, ANYTHING. sometimes related to my surroundings, sometimes incredibly inappropriate or distasteful. and during my zoning out- I gradually become more and more aware of my surroundings-while my mind is still partially awander. and in my head, i'm shouting. shouting horrible awful mean things. and i keep shouting. and i'm not trying to shout. most of the times I cover my mouth because i'm afraid it'll just slip out when i'm not looking. and I also fear that REALLY awkward moment when everyone is staring at you and it takes a few really long moments before things can start up again as they were. Thankfully, this has never happened to me before. but I worry. I really do worry. I should talk to someone about this. maybe my mind is possessed. maybe i need an exorcism. (totally kidding by the way)
Things I began to wonder during the service
-how much does a pastor make a year? would you be paid more if you became a religions teacher/professor instead
-does any look over or review the pastor's sermon before he gives it? sometimes I feel like he just babbles and no one wants to question him, so they just let him do whatever- which is a poor tactic if you ask me.
-do non-singing folk feel intimidated or more open to sing in church?
Merry Christmas Everyone
Let me explain what that is exactly
I don't know if this happens to other people. Probably just me, I am kinda freakish. I'll zone out and start thinking about anything, ANYTHING. sometimes related to my surroundings, sometimes incredibly inappropriate or distasteful. and during my zoning out- I gradually become more and more aware of my surroundings-while my mind is still partially awander. and in my head, i'm shouting. shouting horrible awful mean things. and i keep shouting. and i'm not trying to shout. most of the times I cover my mouth because i'm afraid it'll just slip out when i'm not looking. and I also fear that REALLY awkward moment when everyone is staring at you and it takes a few really long moments before things can start up again as they were. Thankfully, this has never happened to me before. but I worry. I really do worry. I should talk to someone about this. maybe my mind is possessed. maybe i need an exorcism. (totally kidding by the way)
Things I began to wonder during the service
-how much does a pastor make a year? would you be paid more if you became a religions teacher/professor instead
-does any look over or review the pastor's sermon before he gives it? sometimes I feel like he just babbles and no one wants to question him, so they just let him do whatever- which is a poor tactic if you ask me.
-do non-singing folk feel intimidated or more open to sing in church?
Merry Christmas Everyone
Holiday Headache
1. I actually have a headache. One of the ones that hits your temples. It really hurts. Lame.
2. My Aunt came over for dinner. It lasted all of 10 minutes. It was so awkward. Neither me nor my two siblings new she was coming until like 5 hours prior. and we have to watch her dog for 3 days. My mom knew this information for over a month now. and just bothered to tell us today. and she's staying over until tomorrow. getting kinda tense. and my sister and I keep trying to "save" each other by conveniently leaving the room to play a game of cards away from the "adults" discussions of politics or finances. I am currently hiding in my room.
3. During my time of refuge, I've been finishing off some of the cleaning I still have let to do in my room. I discovered something so awful and vile that I had hoped never to see in my life. Apparently there had been a lunch bag in my room from like 12 weeks ago that I stopped using and forgot about. Well there was food in it. Most of it packaged. But there was one bag of what use to be fresh fruits/veggies. It was decomposed past the point of recognition. There was like a yellow liquid in the plastic bag and it was all rotten. I was hoping I'd never have to experience that in life- find something so disgusting you can't even identify it. Oh well. There's always another first. *shudder*
5. I put the wallet picture of my boyfriend in a frame by my bed (it's a separate picture, I just sorta set his picture on top of the other picture. I don't have a frame small enough for his picture. It still works.) I look at him, and It makes me feel better. When I'm getting tense or stressed out, he's my reminder that everything will be alright. (Was I the only one who sang the Bob Marley song in their head? "every little thing, is gonna be alright".....no? just me then. haha figures.
6. I like blogging. It's really catching on for me. But I don't think I should tell anyone about it. If I do, my family would probably be really insulted. This is really for my sake. to get everything out. I'd diary except my thoughts come out faster then I can put them all down on paper. but I don't really like the idea of being a "blogger". I don't know. It seems like a dated term. Like blogging was cool in 2005. It's almost 2012. Maybe that's just me. I know there are some very successful bloggers out there. But I don't blog for anyone's sake but my own. Selfish, but at least I can admit it.
2. My Aunt came over for dinner. It lasted all of 10 minutes. It was so awkward. Neither me nor my two siblings new she was coming until like 5 hours prior. and we have to watch her dog for 3 days. My mom knew this information for over a month now. and just bothered to tell us today. and she's staying over until tomorrow. getting kinda tense. and my sister and I keep trying to "save" each other by conveniently leaving the room to play a game of cards away from the "adults" discussions of politics or finances. I am currently hiding in my room.
3. During my time of refuge, I've been finishing off some of the cleaning I still have let to do in my room. I discovered something so awful and vile that I had hoped never to see in my life. Apparently there had been a lunch bag in my room from like 12 weeks ago that I stopped using and forgot about. Well there was food in it. Most of it packaged. But there was one bag of what use to be fresh fruits/veggies. It was decomposed past the point of recognition. There was like a yellow liquid in the plastic bag and it was all rotten. I was hoping I'd never have to experience that in life- find something so disgusting you can't even identify it. Oh well. There's always another first. *shudder*
5. I put the wallet picture of my boyfriend in a frame by my bed (it's a separate picture, I just sorta set his picture on top of the other picture. I don't have a frame small enough for his picture. It still works.) I look at him, and It makes me feel better. When I'm getting tense or stressed out, he's my reminder that everything will be alright. (Was I the only one who sang the Bob Marley song in their head? "every little thing, is gonna be alright".....no? just me then. haha figures.
6. I like blogging. It's really catching on for me. But I don't think I should tell anyone about it. If I do, my family would probably be really insulted. This is really for my sake. to get everything out. I'd diary except my thoughts come out faster then I can put them all down on paper. but I don't really like the idea of being a "blogger". I don't know. It seems like a dated term. Like blogging was cool in 2005. It's almost 2012. Maybe that's just me. I know there are some very successful bloggers out there. But I don't blog for anyone's sake but my own. Selfish, but at least I can admit it.
Slob
I keep a VERY messy room. It's a hazard zone. A hurricane hit. or a tornado. or a natural disaster of your choice- that's what my room looks like. You can almost never see the floor. You're almost always stepping on something. I probably waste a lot of water on the amount of times I re-wash clothes because I leave them sitting in the laundry basket for weeks on end, and then it gets mixed with dirty clothes and then I end up washing them all.
This is all bad things. and I know this. but every once in a while, like today. I feel compelled to clean. maybe I feel like being productive and don't want to do homework. Maybe there's nothing on TV or no one wants to hang out and I want to do something. It's been a few months. So I just clean. Cleaning and organizing. Its so refreshing. I started a trash-bag. I started a bag of clothes to donate. I started re-figuring where I'm keeping everything.
I reorganize a lot. I don't like keeping my clothes in a dresser- I like being able to see them all hanging. It makes it easier to decide. I'm a very visual person. I own a dresser. It houses socks and bobby pins and DVDs. plus it's not a very sturdy dresser. It falls apart a lot. So this means constant shifts in where things are housed. I think I will keep Jeans and leggings in my trunk. Which is currently housing miscellaneous crap that can be scrapped or moved.
I currently have 4 Laundry baskets in my room. That's just sad.
My only problem with cleaning is that I have a bad back. (I probably have scoliosis. I haven't seen my chiropractor in over a year. I probably should. :-/) and i'll lean over to grab a hanger or whatever and my back starts to strain. I've been trying to bend my legs more, but back is still hurting. :/ oh well
Hopefully once I clean everything I'll have a restored Chi. I'm not a big believer in "Chi" but I definitely know what it feels like when it's been cleaned/re-focused. :P
This is all bad things. and I know this. but every once in a while, like today. I feel compelled to clean. maybe I feel like being productive and don't want to do homework. Maybe there's nothing on TV or no one wants to hang out and I want to do something. It's been a few months. So I just clean. Cleaning and organizing. Its so refreshing. I started a trash-bag. I started a bag of clothes to donate. I started re-figuring where I'm keeping everything.
I reorganize a lot. I don't like keeping my clothes in a dresser- I like being able to see them all hanging. It makes it easier to decide. I'm a very visual person. I own a dresser. It houses socks and bobby pins and DVDs. plus it's not a very sturdy dresser. It falls apart a lot. So this means constant shifts in where things are housed. I think I will keep Jeans and leggings in my trunk. Which is currently housing miscellaneous crap that can be scrapped or moved.
I currently have 4 Laundry baskets in my room. That's just sad.
My only problem with cleaning is that I have a bad back. (I probably have scoliosis. I haven't seen my chiropractor in over a year. I probably should. :-/) and i'll lean over to grab a hanger or whatever and my back starts to strain. I've been trying to bend my legs more, but back is still hurting. :/ oh well
Hopefully once I clean everything I'll have a restored Chi. I'm not a big believer in "Chi" but I definitely know what it feels like when it's been cleaned/re-focused. :P
Sad Songs
I love sad songs. I love when I'm in a crummy mood just listening to sad songs. Usually continues the negative feeling a bit longer than it should, but we should be able to embrace all emotions, not just the good ones. It's natural to feel sad or angry.
Music Suggestions for feeling sad
19 by Adele- the whole album. Though I suggest Daydreamer, First Love, and Hometown Glory
Individual Songs
Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want by The Smiths (or the instrumental version by the Dream Academy)
Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance (it has a rock edge but the overall message is depressingly beautiful)
Dream by Priscilla Ahn
Mad World by Gary Jules
With Every Heartbeat (Acoustic) by Robyn
Fix You by Coldplay
Tonight by Lykke Li
Belong by the Cary Brothers
Been a Long Day by Rosi Golan
Cathedrals by Jump Little Children
Dreaming with a Broken Heart by John Mayer
When I Go Down by Relient K
okay that's enough. They're all really beautiful. Love them to pieces.
Music is my family. If they were people, I'd hug them constantly.
Music Suggestions for feeling sad
19 by Adele- the whole album. Though I suggest Daydreamer, First Love, and Hometown Glory
Individual Songs
Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want by The Smiths (or the instrumental version by the Dream Academy)
Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance (it has a rock edge but the overall message is depressingly beautiful)
Dream by Priscilla Ahn
Mad World by Gary Jules
With Every Heartbeat (Acoustic) by Robyn
Fix You by Coldplay
Tonight by Lykke Li
Belong by the Cary Brothers
Been a Long Day by Rosi Golan
Cathedrals by Jump Little Children
Dreaming with a Broken Heart by John Mayer
When I Go Down by Relient K
okay that's enough. They're all really beautiful. Love them to pieces.
Music is my family. If they were people, I'd hug them constantly.
Pity Party
I've had more crap happen to me in the last 4 and 1/2 years then most people have in their lifetime.
just to get it off my chest
-started therapy
-parents separated (they got back together after 5 months. yea awkward)
-more therapy
-my sister got POTS: Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome. She couldn't go to college. She's been home for four years
-my dad had a seizure and had to be removed by a team of paramedics from my house at 5 in the morning
-my mom got cancer. glandular cervical cancer. she finished treatment. just found out there is a 25% chance of it coming back. fun.
-somewhere in there my brother developed a stress disorder.
-and I probably have pots too. i have a lot of the symptoms- but i keep ignoring them hoping that i'm just paranoid. that its a self-fufilling prophecy or something.
yea. my life. sucks. and it's impossible to have our family in a room together for longer than 15 minutes either a fight will break out or someone will be crying or both.
I'm jealous of functional families. and those who grew up in them. They know nothing else. They're lucky.
okay i'm done.
it's posts like these where i'm glad no one reads my blog
just to get it off my chest
-started therapy
-parents separated (they got back together after 5 months. yea awkward)
-more therapy
-my sister got POTS: Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome. She couldn't go to college. She's been home for four years
-my dad had a seizure and had to be removed by a team of paramedics from my house at 5 in the morning
-my mom got cancer. glandular cervical cancer. she finished treatment. just found out there is a 25% chance of it coming back. fun.
-somewhere in there my brother developed a stress disorder.
-and I probably have pots too. i have a lot of the symptoms- but i keep ignoring them hoping that i'm just paranoid. that its a self-fufilling prophecy or something.
yea. my life. sucks. and it's impossible to have our family in a room together for longer than 15 minutes either a fight will break out or someone will be crying or both.
I'm jealous of functional families. and those who grew up in them. They know nothing else. They're lucky.
okay i'm done.
it's posts like these where i'm glad no one reads my blog
Stumble Upon
I am obsessed with Stumble Upon. (and apparently blogging too).
but its not even the entire Stumble upon. I only stumble the pictures. I'm not quite sure why, but I like to "collect" the pictures. Maybe to show I wasn't completely wasting my time, maybe to show other people the amazing things that I've seen. But they're so interesting or heartfelt or funny. and you can't find the pictures anywhere else. and if i save them, I guess that means I won't have to lose them ever again.
the ironic hit and run
the s'mores keyboard
the timeless love
behind the scenes on sesame street
and a beautiful landscape
but its not even the entire Stumble upon. I only stumble the pictures. I'm not quite sure why, but I like to "collect" the pictures. Maybe to show I wasn't completely wasting my time, maybe to show other people the amazing things that I've seen. But they're so interesting or heartfelt or funny. and you can't find the pictures anywhere else. and if i save them, I guess that means I won't have to lose them ever again.
Christmastime
2. My cat Oscar (aka Costanza, etc. I'll explain the name thing later), hanging out under the tree.
3. Midwest. Famous for our white christmases. this year- no such case. This picture shows our snow/rain/sleet/freezing rain. It was such a tease. It melted once it hit the ground. It's christmas eve and it hasn't snowed yet. and it wont by christmas. I can't have a snow-less christmas. That's like those people in florida who decorate palm trees for christmas. it isn't right! blargh! I'm upset to say the least. :-/
4 &5. Gingerbread cookies I made with my friend. She had never tried a ginger bread cookie before. It was the weirdest thing. I had never heard that before. So I made sure we made some. Check out my cookie with the blue overalls. I know- mad skills right? haha. I think i'm so funny....
Photo Pheelings
Lists
1. I like lists. It organizes topics when I'm talking to someone about multiple things at once. It also gives me peace of mind. I do not have a one-track mind by any means. I'm always multi-tasking.
2. I'm still listening to Ratatouille. If I was actually watching I'd probably be very hungry.
3. It's Christmas Eve. I'm not as excited as I normally would be. I'm not seeing my family- which is kind of nice. One less party to set up for and clean up after. But I'm doing nothing all day. "dinner" with my immediate family. then lame-o christmas tomorrow. (we're not doing formal gifts this year. we're saving a buck and buying things on sale at target on the 26th). It's times like these that I get jealous of other people's families. They actually like spending time together. *shrug*
4. My boyfriend's family got me a Christmas gift! this adorable hat from banana republic. I can't believe it! It's so sweet of them! and unexpected. I really like them :] If I had to choose a new family it would probably be them. haha :P We've been dating for like six months and I'm just starting to really get to know his family. They're funny. I love them.
5. I'm starting to wonder where I should draw the line on what to write. Is talking about my boyfriend's family online okay? Is bashing my own family too cruel? who knows anymore :/
I think I'll stop here.
2. I'm still listening to Ratatouille. If I was actually watching I'd probably be very hungry.
3. It's Christmas Eve. I'm not as excited as I normally would be. I'm not seeing my family- which is kind of nice. One less party to set up for and clean up after. But I'm doing nothing all day. "dinner" with my immediate family. then lame-o christmas tomorrow. (we're not doing formal gifts this year. we're saving a buck and buying things on sale at target on the 26th). It's times like these that I get jealous of other people's families. They actually like spending time together. *shrug*
4. My boyfriend's family got me a Christmas gift! this adorable hat from banana republic. I can't believe it! It's so sweet of them! and unexpected. I really like them :] If I had to choose a new family it would probably be them. haha :P We've been dating for like six months and I'm just starting to really get to know his family. They're funny. I love them.
5. I'm starting to wonder where I should draw the line on what to write. Is talking about my boyfriend's family online okay? Is bashing my own family too cruel? who knows anymore :/
I think I'll stop here.
Friday, December 23, 2011
Post Numero Uno
First post.
Ever.
Wow.
This will be interesting. I can tell right now either I'll blog all the time or just once or twice and then forget about it. I see it as sort of an online diary, except it's public. and I don't know if that'll be good in the end. Maybe this will just be an excuse for me to just talk about things that normally people wouldn't want to talk about. Who knows. Right now- this is for my sake. Normally I'd say that sounds selfish, but all bloggers are.
1. I'm watching Ratatouille. It's distracting me from writing
2. the name of the blog. Originality Descending. It's based off a famous play "Orpheus Descending" by Tennessee Williams. I thought I'd mix together myself with my love of theatre. plus I think it just sounds catchy.
Ever.
Wow.
This will be interesting. I can tell right now either I'll blog all the time or just once or twice and then forget about it. I see it as sort of an online diary, except it's public. and I don't know if that'll be good in the end. Maybe this will just be an excuse for me to just talk about things that normally people wouldn't want to talk about. Who knows. Right now- this is for my sake. Normally I'd say that sounds selfish, but all bloggers are.
1. I'm watching Ratatouille. It's distracting me from writing
2. the name of the blog. Originality Descending. It's based off a famous play "Orpheus Descending" by Tennessee Williams. I thought I'd mix together myself with my love of theatre. plus I think it just sounds catchy.
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