Friday, June 15, 2007
Saturday, April 7, 2007
Am I the only one?
I wonder why noone ever seems to want to blog when things are going really well. I realized recently that I really don't have that many posts. I recalled a different time when I was on livejournal, posting almost constantly. Then I remembered...Ben...
When a boy acts like a dude and breaks my heart into a million pieces, suddenly I look at online journaling as a way to console and feel a little better about life. But when I am satisfied with relationships in my life, I want to spend my time maintaining and even bettering those relationships, not sitting in front of a computer analyzing and processing my life.
Why don't I ever want to process the great times in my life? Why am I so busy pouring myself into friendships and relationships that satisfy me that I won't even take the time to process things that are going on with me. I'm happy, yes. But going through a lot of changes. Getting ready to graduate, look for a job, start hopefully making really intelligent decisions about my future. It isn't that I have nothing to write about, I'm just so used to using this medium as a way to list my complaints. Well...that's gonna stop, my friend. Maybe.
When a boy acts like a dude and breaks my heart into a million pieces, suddenly I look at online journaling as a way to console and feel a little better about life. But when I am satisfied with relationships in my life, I want to spend my time maintaining and even bettering those relationships, not sitting in front of a computer analyzing and processing my life.
Why don't I ever want to process the great times in my life? Why am I so busy pouring myself into friendships and relationships that satisfy me that I won't even take the time to process things that are going on with me. I'm happy, yes. But going through a lot of changes. Getting ready to graduate, look for a job, start hopefully making really intelligent decisions about my future. It isn't that I have nothing to write about, I'm just so used to using this medium as a way to list my complaints. Well...that's gonna stop, my friend. Maybe.
Thursday, April 5, 2007
As this job search begins to take its toll on me...let's travel back in time and think about 13 things I wanted to be when I grew up
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1.) Miss America...Although I have the looks (obviously), I just lost interest in this once I realized that pigeontoed girls wouldn't win it. 2.) A research scientist for Saint Jude. I was gonna be that chick who cured cancer. 3.) A teacher...you know, the kind who miraculously made 90 grand a year... 4.) A food critic...forget it...just liked to eat. If I could make a living at being a fatty I'd do it. 5.) the person who scheduled Nick at Nite programming...this came from a comment from a high school history teacher who said, take something you love and turn it into a career. i love dick van dyke. not much money in stalking; this is the next best thing 6.) A tour guide at the buddy holly exhibit in Lubbock. Not even sure if they have tour guides there, but I'd be the first and only. This is the only way I know how to stalk a dead guy. RIP, oh greatest rock and roller EVER... 7.) A geneticist. I really don't even know what they do, but I loved the punnet squares in biology. 8.) A lobbyist. This one is not totally out of the question, but I need to do something to pay the bills while I'm in the process of becoming brilliant and persuasive. 9.) An author. Again, not totally out of the question. But, as I mentioned before, I like to eat. Therefore, this will be a part time endeavor. I will also learn to edit my work before that happens. 10.) An English as a Second Language teacher. Still wouldn't hate to do that...just got my masters in something a little more versatile. 11.) A pathologist. What the heck is a pathologist? All I know is that some of them look at poop. Why did I go through a phase where I wanted to look at poop. I'm really not even all that pumped up about my own poop. 12.) An events coordinator. This was a great goal of mine until I realized I'm not organized and I really don't like to attend events, much less coordinate them. 13.) A counselor at Youth Challenge. If someone would kindly retire, I'd really appreciate it. Thanks a bunch. Links to other Thursday Thirteens!1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!) |
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Sunday, April 1, 2007
I freaking love Fried Green Tomatoes. The movie, not the food. Well, both.
I like the fact that Iggy was so incredibly not a girl. Well, not as it was defined in the 20s anyway. She owned her own business, which I think would be SO great to do. And she encouraged whats her name to leave that jackass husband and raise a baby alone. She had ideals beyond what was expected of her. Sometimes I kinda feel a little like that myself. Like I'm not really bound to people's expectations. The only problem with that is that I sometimes expect way too much from myself. Sometimes I think I'm a little crazy. But, maybe I'm just not typical.
I like the fact that Iggy was so incredibly not a girl. Well, not as it was defined in the 20s anyway. She owned her own business, which I think would be SO great to do. And she encouraged whats her name to leave that jackass husband and raise a baby alone. She had ideals beyond what was expected of her. Sometimes I kinda feel a little like that myself. Like I'm not really bound to people's expectations. The only problem with that is that I sometimes expect way too much from myself. Sometimes I think I'm a little crazy. But, maybe I'm just not typical.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
an observation
Basically, everyone sucks at life except for me. If you too are an exception, sorry for the oversight...
Saturday, February 24, 2007
I got an ipod. Woo Hoo!!!!
I don't know how it works...am in big trouble. just keep clicking stuff and hoping for the best
As a (PRODUCT) RED partner, Apple will give a portion of my iPod nano purchase to the Global Fund to fight AIDS in Africa.
it's a pretty tiny portion compared to the approximately one million dollars I spent on the thing. but every little bit helps I suppose.
I don't know how it works...am in big trouble. just keep clicking stuff and hoping for the best
As a (PRODUCT) RED partner, Apple will give a portion of my iPod nano purchase to the Global Fund to fight AIDS in Africa.
it's a pretty tiny portion compared to the approximately one million dollars I spent on the thing. but every little bit helps I suppose.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Take a Look at Me Now
I have a lot of goals in life (that goes along with being a list maker). One of them is to be one of those commentators on VH1 countdowns. I just watch the commentators they have and wonder why they're opinions are any better than mine. The answer...because for whatever reason they managed to be on TV. Gah! I want that to be me. I have no desire to be famous...I would want VH1 commentating fame to be my soul claim.
Until that moment, I'll remain obscure, and I'll continue to list the various ways I could achieve B list celebrity status so that I would have the honor of saying, publicly, that I was utterly bummed that Your Love didn't even MAKE the list of 100 greatest songs of the 80s.
Until that moment, I'll remain obscure, and I'll continue to list the various ways I could achieve B list celebrity status so that I would have the honor of saying, publicly, that I was utterly bummed that Your Love didn't even MAKE the list of 100 greatest songs of the 80s.
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