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[01 Jan 2010|11:51pm] |
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HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE!!! May this decade not suck.
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| if you only knew you'd wish that you were in my shoes. |
[29 Dec 2009|12:28am] |
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A belated thank you to everyone who sent me cards this year! (I hope you all got yours safely, even if they were late.)
So while I am a big fan of this current layout, I feel the need to change it. And I've narrowed my options down to these eight, and out of them I've only used one before (and I used that one for a long time), and... yeah. So check this out.
Poll #1504638 new layout for the new year.
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 4 Which layout should I try next?
Coming later today: the list of things that I want to do before I'm 25. I mentioned my list the other day, and here is a smaller version of it. I just have to find the book I wrote it in and post it. Also coming: the pictures from the Maroon 5 concert, just because.
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| can this year be over with already, plz? |
[27 Dec 2009|10:54pm] |
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First: As I mentioned before, I am kind of over this decade. I am also horrified/amazed that I am at that point in my life in which I have full memories of what I was doing about this time ten years ago. If I could flash back to 1999, I would probably find myself online (dial-up!), doing random searches on Alta Vista or Yahoo and reading God knows what. Or talking on the phone about things that I would only admit under threat of water torture.
Second: You know what's sad? Finding clothes you forgot that you had. I feel like I wear varaitions of the same thing over and over so when I find something I forgot I bought or just haven't worn in ages, I always get a deer-in-headlights look.
While I'm still talking about clothes: I got a cool blazer and a red v-neck shirt the other day. I need something to wear under the red shirt, as it's the kind that's all worn and kind of sheer at parts of it. Torrid is having a buy one, get one free sale on its sweaters and for some reason I have a very intense urge to buy myself some sweaters.
Third: Christmas! My dad surprised me and gave me a new cell phone. I repeat: I HAVE A PHONE THAT WAS MADE IN THE PAST TWO YEARS. IT HAS A TOUCH SCREEN. I actually gasped when I opened it. He also got me a warm-up suit and Snoopy pajama pants that are fuzzy and ridiculously cute. My mom gave me a new wallet and a Lost calendar (hilariously, she hid money in the various compartments in the wallet and also in the calendar and watched as I frantically tried to find the rest of the cash stowed inside). My brother gave me I Want a Dog for Christmas, Charlie Brown! on DVD (and it has the New Year's special on it too! The one where Charlie Brown has to read War and Piece over Christmas break and misses kissing the Little Red-Haired Girl at the party or something! Sidenote: they really need to release all of the friggin' specials on one box set. And I still want Bon Voyage, Charlie Brown (And Don't Come Back!!) on DVD too, are you listening, whoever owns the rights to that?!). I ended up getting $40 worth of DVDs at Blockbuster after seeing Sherlock Holmes. I went only to see if they had Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist and came out with that, 17 Again, Star Trek, I Love You, Man, and Love Actually (which I need to FINALLY see, and I finally have it in widescreen, YAAAY).
Fourth: A few years ago, I made a big, 70+ item list of things that I wanted to do before I turned twenty-five. I think I've only crossed off about five of those items. There is one thing that I absolutely want to do but don't know if I'll have the resources to do it (go to 25 concerts--I'm at... 15 now, I think?), and there is one that I want to do to preserve my sanity/put me somewhat in the ( realm of normalility for my age group )
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[24 Dec 2009|08:45pm] |
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It's SNOWING. In fact, IT SNOWED ALL DAY. I am flabbergasted.
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| Wednesday night, vaguely crabby for some reason. |
[23 Dec 2009|09:12pm] |
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Lord have mercy, I hate it when people get pretensions about pop culture. Or, at the least, pop culturey things that are just silly and easily enjoyable.
Look, I understand that it's important to have cred. No matter how old you get, it seems like there is some arbitrary definer of what is and is not acceptable for you as a person to like. Some people who I encounter online (okay, "encounter" isn't exactly the best term, but you get what I mean, right?) are of the type who aspire to be more indie than thou--they only listen to bands who haven't hit the mainstream, watch the cultiest of cult movies, and so on. And if they like something remotely mainstream, they feel the need to justify their like of it by going all into the symbolism and whining about how the source is "deep" and how it's become omg-so-ruined over, geez, a day or something.
To that, I say: if you like something, you like it. The only thing that is a guilty pleasure is something that you feel an overwhelming sense of massive shame for being psycho-fan crazy over it once upon a time. I am totally not ashamed to still occasionally listen to the pop music I adored when I was in middle school, but I am embarrassed when I think about the bad fan fiction I wrote about various pop stars, you know? Embrace your love of it, stop trying to place some sort of stupid psychoanalytical spin on it so that the people who you think will turn up their nose at you for liking it will somehow think it's more acceptable.
This is pretty much because more and more, I realize I'm the least serious person in the world. Why can't life be fun? There is entirely too much about life and fiction and everything that is utterly ridiculous and fun and goofy for you to try to make sense of it all. It's better to sometimes just let everything go and enjoy it.
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