Saturday, April 28, 2012

there is a funny cat pic enclosed

Believe it or not there are times when I look in the mirror and I actually like the person staring back. 
There are times when its the end of the day and I'm reflecting, I actually smile and find a lot of things to be thankful for. 

This morning we woke and drove down to the beach to pick up the bridal party dresses for my sister's wedding. Thank God, the dresses fit everybody, however, some of the girls have to have them taken in. Which sounds good, but we have to have them taken in in the chest and depending on how you look at that... it could be seen as a bad thing. I can fit three times the amount of my actual chest in the dress as it stands now, so for me, it's a bit depressing. 
Any who...

At the beach, I can breathe in the salty ocean air and feel the anxiety that harbors in my chest start to fade away. If the circus doesn't work out, the beach is my next destination of choice. 
When I say the beach, unless I specify, I mean Myrtle Beach. And usually the water is dark and brown, but this trip the water was clear and that peaceful blue-green. 

And I just got distracted by something on tv and lost my whole train of thought on where I was going with this... 
The sun, the sand.. it was great. and this makes no since..

WAFFLES! 

Monday, April 23, 2012

i'm not doing my homework

To the eight people out there that read this.. thank you. i feel like i don't say that enough. 


and when i'm not doing my homework (accepting the fact that i'm going to take a bad grade) by goofing off, reading blogs about cats and fashion... you are feeding that fire. thank you. 
now you feel bad because i'm going to get a bad grade... or maybe you feel disappointed in me because of my lack of motivation. 
don't. 
it's my own fault. and i have good reason...


this is my homework...


there is a painting of some dude painting ( yes a painting of somebody painting!) the virgin mary nursing baby Jesus... why?!!? why does this exist?!!!
In general, how would you use these images as evidence of the worldview of the fifteenth century? What do they tell us about people's attitudes, emotions, and values? 
What?! 
well apparently the worldview of the 15th century is warped! i don't know. and i kinda don't care. the thought of babies being nursed makes me queasy... then put Jesus in that equation and now I'm just beyond uncomfortable. Plus I didn't even read the chapter, so I have no idea what's going on in 15th century art. And what the heck is a motif? 


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Saint Luke drawing the portrait of the Virgin

i'm dropping out of college and joining the circus. i'm serious. 


love according to webster

According to Webster... LOVE has several meanings. 

the first three include: 
  : strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties   
 b :attraction based on sexual desire : affection and tenderness felt by lovers 
 c : affection based on admiration, benevolence, or common interest

So when we say we love our mom, it's because we have personal ties with her. 
When we say we love Ryan Gosling, it's because we have a sexual desire for him. 
And when we say we love.. a significant other it's because we have affections based on admiration and common interest. 

Why is she talking about this? I'm glad you asked! 
I was just pondering the word. I feel as if people use the word to loosely nowadays, and when I use it I don't want to abuse the power it once held. ( man, that was deep!) But I'm serious. (as a heat attack) 
I've seen people, we've all seen people, on FB for instance, that are in a "relationship" with somebody for two days and they are dropping L bombs. And not to mention it's always spelled incorrectly.

i.e- bby i luv u. u tha best thang in mu lif and i wud die w/o u! i luv u soooooooooooooooo much!!! :) abc+def 4eva!!!!!
 
 Give me a break.. and spell check! No. You do not LOVE that person. Chances are you are sleeping with that person and you LOVE having sex with them, but them as person, you do not LOVE. 
However, I guess it's safe to say that in a "good relationship" the second two go hand in hand. But that's another battle, for another day. 

I have a strong affection for the taste of pineapples (which sounds really weird now that I've typed it), therefore, I LOVE pineapples. 
My mother held me in her womb for 9 months and we have a personal tie, therefore, I LOVE her. 
And well... when the last LOVE comes to pass, we will blurt that on the internet as well ;) 

I guess the point of this was to educate you on Webster's first three definitions of love.. and how we shouldn't abuse the L word. Tell me, what are things you LOVE.. or just simply have a strong sexual desire for? ;)

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

12:08 productivity

I'm so sleepy. 
I have to earthly idea why I'm on here. 
I have nothing of interest to say at 12:08 am. I have class in like 8 hours... I need to try to attempt to get some beauty sleep. 
Of course I don't think that all the hours in the day would help...
(this is the part where you comment and say, omg Emily, you are soooo beautiful. :))
Sleep may not help, but a good face wash would. I have been broke out for the past few days. Not sure why I'm sharing that with you, I guess I have nothing else worthwhile to talk about. 
Story of my life: breakouts
Is it me, or is this the beginning of an acne commercial?

On monday I updated my twitter/FB saying that I had several things I wanted to get done this week: laundry, clean my fish bowl, call my grandmother, catch up on school work.. and so on. 
Well I have completed two of those things!! Please hold your applause. 
I called/visited my grandmaw on Monday, and today I cleaned the fishbowl. 
Tomorrow I plan to tackle the ever-growing beast of school work. I still have clean underwear so I can probably hold off on laundry for a few more days ;) 

Yay for productivity!! 

Monday, April 16, 2012

i hate growing up

"I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare. I'm just a kid, I know that it's not fair." - Simple Plan 

When exactly do you stop being considered a kid? 
12, when you're not supposed to order off the kids menu anymore? 
16, when you start driving?
18, when you are "legal"?
21, when you can buy booze?
When you stop sitting at the kids table at family dinners? 
When you have kids yourself? 


I've knocked the first three off my list ( even though I still eat off the kids menu sometimes), but sometimes I still feel like a little kid. When kids are little all they..err.. we... dream of is growing up.
Driving, making money, not having so much authority to answer to. Only once we get "grown up" ourselves we realize that all the money we make on our own goes into the car so that we can drive. And the authority we answer to are fat white people on capitol hill, who take the rest of the money we make, that's not in the gas tank.
Can I get an AMEN?! 
I'm not even at full "grown up" status and I'm ready to book it back to the kids table.
Mostly because all my money is in the gas tank, I've realized that I hate making my own decisions, I still can't have booze, and I'm terrified to have my own children. 


Let me back track... Sometimes I like making my own decisions. But when it comes to the big stuff like college or a job or life choices, I secretly think it would be easier if I had somebody to tell me what to do.


All this was inspired from listening to Simple Plan's "Grow up". Thanks, Simple Plan for depressing me on growing up. I got to thinking about how much things really suck now that I'm more aware of the world I live in. And yesterday I had the quick thought that I was going to run out of time. Like now that I am growing up and I've realized there are so many things I'd like to do and accomplished, I may not get the chance to do everything. 
I quickly put that thought away... 



Sunday, April 15, 2012

50 page views in NC

The stats say that I had over 50 page views last month.
I'm pretty sure those were people who just stumbled on this page by mistake because no content worth reading has been added in months.

School is almost over!!
I'm at a point now where I feel like i've wasted my first year of college.
I started off this semester this semester with four classes. I got kicked out of my online class because I didn't keep up with assignments. When I got to be about two weeks behind the teacher said I didn't have time to catch up and receive a good grade, so he instructed an instructor's drop. Then during my melt-down I got behind in my english class, not to mention got totally unfocused and off track. So I dropped that class.
Yes, I am well aware that I took the easy way out. But it was better than taking an F, right?
Nothing I can do about it now.
Ao, now I'm down to two classes. Western civ and Acting I.
Yes, my life is sooooooo hard.

Any Who..
Ohh yes, on the subject of school, I believe I made a decision about Missouri.
I think I've decided to stay in NC, but I don't think I'm ready to quite admit it to myself.
And again, yes, I know that makes no since.. but.. well.. you know..



I changed the background... like the birds?! :)