"Who do you think you are, barging in on me and my guitar?"

Another Day - RENT

I'm kind of exhausted from working on FAFSA and other scholarships, sooo....I'm going to veg out and watch How I Met Your Mother episodes that I've recorded.

[I'm going to the gym tonight. Get off my back.]

But here are some things that I found amusing this week.

Cyanide and Happiness

Reminds me of me and Q. "...That was a lot funnier in my head..."

May the force be with y'all!

"With love, from me to you."

From Me to You - Beatles

I need Valentines gift ideas.

I don't know. I'm thinking; I'm thinking.

Also, speaking of my favorite boys, I've got another one who is going by the name of Steinsburg on the "intergoogles". He has started a blog here, and I hope you guys will check him out.

Reasons why he's "da bomb":

1. He uses phrases like "da bomb" and "intergoogles".
2. We share the love of the word jank.
3. We've been tight since the fourth grade when I got over the fact that he beat me onto the academic bowl team in third. [I still think you cheated!]
4. We're going to college together, getting an apartment, and raising a ferret named Bueller together.
5. We had a child in Bio freshman year named Rain D.-B.-C. [We hyphenated his last name with my already double last name. She's gonna love learning to spell!] We also adopted our mutual friend Caitlyn. She needs guidance. Hahaha.
6. On that subject, we were almost voted Senior Mom and Dad for the yearbook before the admin vetoed that superlative. [Can you say LAME!?]
7. Do you need any reasons other than he's friends with me? Duuhhh.

May the force be with y'all.

"You are my sweetest downfall; I loved you first, I loved you first."

Samson - Regina Spektor

Ever have a song that just hits you emotionally? Oh man, this one does. It's such a pretty song. And some music demands that you listen to it turned up loud with headphones on. This is one of those. Same with In Your Atmosphere by John Mayer and The Call by Regina Spektor. They just mellow me out completely.

A lot of emotional stress lately. Listening to this music is good for me. After my never ceasing mantra of "I'm fine; I'm not angry about it anymore!", I almost had myself convinced that I wasn't still upset and hurt. Oddly enough, it took an apology to bring that all crashing back to me. It also provided a new level of closure that I needed in order to keep moving forward.

It's just a lot about which to think.

On the other hand, the recently happenings only served to confirm my adoration of Q. He really is a good guy. Not many people would have the patience to wait out my times where I am so confused that I just want to crawl in a dark hole and avoid everything. Not many people at all.

May the force be with y'all.

"I can be your hero, baby. I can kiss away your pain."

Hero - Enrique Iglesias

I'm going through an Enrique phase due to Caleb. Thanks, dude.

As you know, I do love me some list posts. The perfect linky to participate in?

The Undomestic Momma's Top 2 Tuesday! This week's? Top 2 outfits for spring.

When looking for some examples, I realized how hippie bohemian I've been lately.

[I put the hip in hipster? Is that even allowed? Hip is pretty mainstream.]

1. This one came from Free People. I just have a thing for loose girly shirts and tough looking pants [especially shorts.] I really do love the shorts. They are leather though. I don't know how I feel about that. But other than that, it is fantastical.

    2. This one is from one of my other favorite places to window shop, [Screen shop?] Ruche. I just really love feminine clothing. I think it's alright to be tomboyish [I, of all people, can't judge people on that one.], but there's just nothing like pretty, girly clothing.

Also, while on the topic of clothing, I made a vow at the beginning of last semester to try and dress nicely every day. I was in kind of a slump. At the end of last year, I was rocking tshirts and sweats or running shorts every day. It was time for a change. I had a closet full of cute clothes, but I never really put them to good use before then.

Other than the occasion tired day, I have dressed up almost every day. 

 You can't really see much, but the cardigan goes to the bottom of my dress, and I had on black tights and brown boots.

 Okay, this cardigan is my favorite thing ever. It's angora and super loose. I think that it must be from a plus size or older woman store because even though it's loose and long enough to cover a dress, the sleeves fit me perfectly.

Best part? Got it at a yard sale down the street for $3.

The dress is from TJ Maxx the belt is mom's from the 70s or 80s.

Also, best breakfast/after school snack ever. Peanut butter Graham cracker sandwich.

Fantastic!

This picture is unnecessary. I just am narcissistic and I like my webcam. 

May the force be with y'all.

"Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me ill."

Just Like a Pill - P!nk

So. I had planned on getting on here and bitching about the homework that I have been procrastinating and putting off saving. Saving the best for last, you know?

[You ever had to open your closet and draw it for a class? I bs-ed the clothes, but the shoes? I've been collecting them for years. It's going to take forfuckingever to draw.]

But as I was procrastinating like a BEAST taking a short break from my studies, I came across an eating disorder blog.

This is just something that bothers me. It got so much worse as I went through and read the supporting comments. 

I know how it feels to not want to eat. While my issues don't stem from wanting to lose weight, whenever I get stressed or upset, I stop eating. Earlier last year, I went through a rough breakup and I didn't eat for a week. I couldn't do it. Every time I thought of food, I just wanted to vomit. The only reason I drank water was because I had cried so much that I was dehydrated [not my best moments.].  Even now, most days I only eat two meals; some days I only have one.

That being said, I will never ever be an advocate for the way I eat or more extreme eating disorders. It just makes me sick reading about people purging or limiting themselves to less than 500 calories a day or things like that. It just kills you! 

And it's definitely not a reliable diet method. As soon as you eat, which you will eventually, you'll just balloon up again! Trust me on this one! After spring semester 2010, my eating habits were so horrid that I lost 15 lbs without doing a thing. By now, I've gained them all back. The only thing is that I lost muscle mass, and I gained fat.

Also, loss of energy. I couldn't do anything. Just getting through a day of school was like running a marathon. I had just enough energy to get home and lay on the couch until it was time to go to bed.

Pro-Ana is the theme that runs through these sites, and it's just horrid. I don't see them as any better than pro-suicide websites.

It's just...ugh.

Whoo. Three cheers for rantage.

Quote of the day:

[On My Fair Wedding with David Tutera's Alice in Wonderland episode]

Bride - I would like to get little people dressed up like the white rabbit and the door mouse to carry my train.

David - Little...people...

Bride - Yes! Little people!

David - Oh, that is so wrong....

May the force be with y'all.

"Can I ask you a question please? Promise you won't laugh at me."

Black Roses Red - Alana Grace

This is a fantastic song. I totally recommend that you check it out. I forgot about it, but I used to listen to it all the time after I saw the first Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants.

So. I was thinking. 

When I first made this blog, I had no idea what to name it, so I just adopted the name of my email address from jr. high school. I was thinking about it today, and I'm considering changing it to "The Labor of Thinking" or "Underage Thinking", but I don't know. It's been a weird evening and I'm pretty sure that I'm PMSing like a bitch. What do you guys think? Hmm...

Also, a public service announcement:

COME ON, DENMARK!!! YOU'RE LETTING CANADA CATCH UP WITH YOU! HOW WORTHLESS WOULD YOU FEEL THEN?!

May the force be with y'all.

"Oh, a kiss can last all night!"

Sexy Silk - Jessie J

More about this song later. Love love love.

So my friend Jay and I spent almost an hour last night creating a sexy playlist.

[What else do you expect from two nerdy, church going teenagers? This really should have been expected.]

These songs are ones that are either sensual or just ones that make you want to get up and dance. I don't know about you guys, but I never feel hotter than when I'm up dancing at a party. There's just something about music.

I've decided to share this with you because it so made my night last night. 

[Get your minds out of the gutter!]

1. Let's Get It On - Marvin Gaye Okay, really? You can't do a sexy playlist and not have this one! It's freaking Marvin Gaye, dude. Moving on.
2. Can't Get Enough of Your Love, Baby - Barry White No need to listen to the words. Listen to the voice. 
3. Dirrty - Christina Aguilera It's all upbeat. Just listen to it and dance to it. It's just one of those songs that makes you feel like you're the hottest girl in the room. 
4. Sugar (Gimme Some) - Trick Daddy I completely forgot this song existed until Jay reminded me. I dig it.
5. Naughty Girl - Beyonce This is another one of those songs that just makes you want to get up and dance. Anyone? Anyone? Just me? Oh. Okay.
6. Toxic - Britney Spears Classic. Straight up classic.
7. Pour Some Sugar on Me - Def Leopard Alright, have you ever seen a movie that has this song it in which the scene didn't involve some chick that the characters thought was really hot? Didn't think so. Try dancing to this song in a way that isn't somewhat provocative. ...You can't!

The rest of the playlist includes:

Also, Smack That by Akon, Play by David Banner [Holy crap, this song is dirty. So so dirty. If you have sensitive ears, don't listen to it. My mom is a sex ed teacher and it kind of scandalized me...!], Lady Marmalade - a bunch of artists, I'm a Slave 4 U - Britney Spears, She Wolf by Shakira, and Blah Blah Blah by Ke$ha. 

By, my personal favorite, Sexy Silk by Jessie J, has been stuck in my head ALL DAY. I love it and all, but when I have music stuck in my head, I walk to the rhythm [It's a band thing.]. Because it's this one, I've started walking around like a stripper [Which is something that my friend Caleb tells me I do all the time. Psh!] [Jay apparently agrees. He's decided it's my new theme song.]

But all this music [plus my 4 day long snow break....!] has got me thinking. These days, sexy is often seen as a negative thing. People think that sexy is synonymous with slutty. I disagree. There is a big difference in my eyes. 

Sexy is someone is confidant and comfortable with themselves. Slutty is someone who uses sex to fill some emotional void.

Edit: I just realized what I put, thanks to a comment by Stephanie. I always slip up and use words like slutty and whore, but I'm working on stopping. I agree with her. I know as a Catholic, I'm supposed to be all hardcore "Wait until marriage or you're going to hell!" and whatnot, but honestly, I think that it's your body and your decision. Hell, I'm no great picture of purity, and if I expect people not to judge me, I can't judge them. Thanks for helping me catch that, Stephanie!

Just a thought. What do you guys think on the matter?

May the force be with y'all.

"But I want it and I need it; I'm addicted to you."

Addicted - Simple Plan

Alright. Strange addictions.

I am chock full of weird ass ticks things that make me unique.

I've got a few fairly common ones like creeping playing around on facebook and using hand sanitizer [Mom jacked me some hospital antiseptic. It's my drug.]

My weird ones, however? They are definitely food ones. 

1. Reduced Fat Cheezits and Gherkins pickles Those are the little sweet pickles. Oh my goodness, I love them together. It completely weirds my family out. They can't stand to watch me. I slice my little pickles up and put them on my cheezits and yum! So good. And the Cheezits have to be reduced fat. They are crunchier than the regular.
2. I chew on and bite things things. Everything. I don't know what it is. Mom says that it is a sign that I'm anemic, but they didn't say that when they took my blood, so who knows? But I definitely have an oral fixation. Even just sitting here thinking about it makes me want to find something to gnaw on. I bite my fingernails until they bleed. I chew on ice all the time. [When we were out frolicking in the snow thick layers of ice pretending to be snow, I was standing there chewing on a hunk of ice and complaining about how cold I was.] When I'm nervous, I sit there and look for split ends and then bite them off. Ooh, I've gotta stop talking about it. I just caught myself chewing on my lower lip. It's horrid!

I have some other things, like eating ketchup on everything and being able to eat things like bread and uncooked potatoes and pasta plain. I'm just bizarre like that. Who knows.

Do you guys have any strange addictions?

Post your top 2, and link up to The Undomestic Momma's Top 2 Tuesday!

May the force be with y'all!

"Oh the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful."

Let It Snow

Snow day tomorrow!!

Ballin.

And no, there aren't feet of snow. There will probably be about an inch.

What can I say? We southerners gotta take what we can get!

Also, Diana from exPress-o posted this fantastical moon necklace that [if I were rich and had stacks of money to kill] I must have.

Have I ever mentioned that I have a bizarre moon obsession? Like to the point where I plan on naming a kid Luna or something. It's bad...and weird. I know.

In fact, I'm designing a logo for my knitted stuff that I'm selling, and I fully plan on a moon of some kind. I'm still thinking on it though.

Now on to the real purpose of this post: my ski bands. 

I'm making up a bunch of them so that I can sell them, but here are a couple that I made for Christmas presents.

Also, I got a haircut recently! It's honestly not that different, but I'll never get it to look the way that it did when the stylist did it. I had to take a picture of it while it lasted. This is what it looks like now.:

Exactly. Don't I just look like a ball of sunshine?

Well, that's all for tonight. Be prepared for snow pictures tomorrow.

May the force be with y'all.

"The sun is shining. It's a brand new day."

Brand New Day -- Joshua Radin

Okay, so today was better. A hell of a lot better.

My Chem test, along with the due date for all of our homework, was moved to Monday.

Also, I'm out of Spanish. I had a heart-to-heart with my teacher this morning, and I'm now in Art II. 

Which I'm totally cool with. I love art. It'll give me a class period to mellow out.

Also! I'm writing this on my new computer! 

Check it. Ignore the bags under my eyes.

Alright. Homework needs to be done.

[Or I can go watch How I Met Your Mother...Hm. Decisions...]

Later homes.

May the force be with y'all.

"The little things, they always get you down."

The Little Things - Good Charlotte

Today was a bad day.

No. That sounds too...generic. This was no generic "Yeah, this was kind of an irritating day, but I'm just going to blow off some steam by joking with friends and eating shit tons of pasta." bad day.

Hmm. Catastrophic maybe? No...Too meteor killing all the poor dino souls for me.

Today was horrible.

[I gave up on vocab. My brain melted in third block. Bare with me.]

[Bear with me? I never know which one it is...Hm.]

It all started last night when my AP Chem teacher called me to tell me that I epic failed the quiz she gave on the first day [My words, not hers. Although that would have been cool.], and if I wanted to take it again, I needed to come to her room at 7:30.

[Not that that is different for me. Jessie makes me get there at 7:30 every day anyways. Whole other rant. I digress.]

Quizzes are not the best way to start off a sunshiney day.

And it turns out that I don't like a single one of my classes. They are all really really crowded.

So my level of stress just kept building until Breakdown Number 1 at the beginning of sociology.

Which would be my favorite class if the people around me would shut the hell up long enough for us to learn anything.

I moved on to AP Chem and discovered that the same people who talked in Soc? Yeah. They're in this class too.

I learned nothing.

After school, I have academic bowl, which I used to love. Until I realized today, the people who talked through Soc and AP Chem? You guessed it. They're on there too.

I'm also the only female on the varsity team, so when I'm left in charge, no one listens to me except my friend Matty. Q doesn't even listen because he's good friends with all of the others.

When Q and I were walking to his car, I had Breakdown Number 2, thanks to the academic "coach".

[Emphasis on the quotation marks.]

He just takes roll and then leaves. He fussed at me because I finally gave in to everyone and said that flannel shirts could be our uniform for our next meet. "All decisions have to go through me!"

I think that if you want to be in charge of the decisions, take the responsibilities as well.

I've been on academic bowl since I was seven. It has always been my favorite thing ever.

I cannot stand it now.

It just breaks my heart.

On the way to his car, as I was sobbing, Q proceeding to apologize for everything, but it doesn't mean that it's not going to keep going on. He just wanted to calm me down.

And tomorrow, I'm dropping out of AP Spanish. I can't keep up with all of my work and it is only the second day. There is no way that I'll survive.

That's all for today. I have to go write a two page paper, do a take home test, and do five worksheets.

Oh, I forgot. A little bit of amusement.:

Thesaurus.com is a homophobe.

May the force be with y'all.

"Hoy por ser día de tu santo, te las cantamos a ti."

Las Mananitas - Mexican Folk Song

It's my 18th birthday! :) That's all I really have to say because I'm exhausted. AP Chem is a  bitch, and all I've been through is the first day. Holy shit. I just called the teacher because someone told everyone to, and I epic failed a quiz we had to take today. I got a 29 out of 48. Dude, yeah. Bad.

Oh, and my closest male friend and his sister got me a pillow pet! How legit is that?!

[The answer to that is "Really really legit".]

It's a yellow jacket.

[Cause I'm going to Tech. Get it? Get it?]

Oh, and a pretty legit purse from my mother. I'll post pictures tomorrow. It has a tree on it.

Um, yes.

Later! I've gotta go have dinner with my mom, sister, grandparents, Q, and all my cousins.

"Should auld acquaintance be forgot..."

Auld Lang Syne

New Years was decently rockin'.

We had a few friends over, and we watched Easy A [again].

Just a break in the New Years stuff to talk about this movie. Easy A is pretty awesome. No, really. It is. I'm not your typical chick flick kind of girl. Don't get me wrong. I can watch them with the best of them. But I don't necessarily like them. I definitely don't love them. Except this one. This is the most intelligently funny movie that I have seen in a long time. Even Q liked it. If you haven't seen it, do. Now.

Back to New Years.

Q pulled out all the stops with the NYE kiss. 

I'm talking the war-is-over-sailor-and-nurse photograph kiss.

Well...No one ever said that we didn't have a flair for the dramatic. :)

And as for my family's annual tradition:

Things in 2010 I'm most proud of: 

• I got accepted to Georgia Tech and Mercer University; both of which are great engineering schools. 
• I figured out who my real friends are, and we've all become closer than ever. 
• I worked really hard in my classes, and I got everything done. [I may or may not have a nasty habit of not doing my work. Cough. Cough.]

My New Year's resolutions:

• To keep up with all of my work this semester. I'm in AP Statistics, AP Chemistry, AP Spanish, and sociology. It is a heavy semester, and if I get behind, I'll never catch back up.
• To stay in a stable emotional state. I tend to get really depressed, and when I do, I pick fights with people. I need to work on realizing that's what's going on and just backing off.
• To start out my freshman year of college on a high note! I'm beyond excited, but really scared.

Also, my 18th birthday is in 3 days. 

I'm officially old enough to go clubbing, get tattoos, and buy tobacco products buy things off of infomercials, buy spray paint, and get an account on eBay. Woot!

As for my birthday presents:

I got a laptop! Okay, so I paid for the majority of it....But I got $150 to put toward a lap top!

 Also, a straightener! My old one is kind of janky, and all of the ceramic had worn off the plates, and my hair was completely dying.

Ain't she cute?

Overall, I'm really excited for this year, but in complete honesty, I'm scared to death as well. Scared of leaving my family, scared of losing my friends, scared of Q joining the military... It's a changing point in my life, and I just have to push through it. I will survive.

I hope so, at least.

May the force be with y'all!