I miss having the desire and ability to write.
I guess you could say I have had months and months of writer's block. No subject interested me and sadly, I'm not sure what subject interests me lately. A lot has changed in my life and I've been re-evaluating many things.
My only obsession lately has been organizing my room and throwing everything away. Want to know how much progress I've made? None. I made piles and piles of stuff to go through and they are still sitting there waiting to be touched. I've been in this weird mood where I almost want to light my room on fire and start over - in other words, I would find it much more useful to take everything out of my room and then only bring back what I want in there. The rest is thrown away. Maybe it's the feeling of starting a new chapter and I feel too much clutter.
I've been looking into moving out of my house and checking out various apartments and condos. I've been trying to work out a budget to see what I can afford and if I can manage living on my own instead of living in my parent's basement. Truly, free rent is great and getting the occasional free meal is awesome too. However, living with my parents is crushing me socially. My family still thinks I'm 9 years old instead of 25 and when I finally start going out or I'm trying to establish more independence in my life, they panic and want me to stay home. It's time to try something new. It's time to live on my own.
I've been having all kinds of health issues lately. Not sure what the hell is going on. I know one of my problems is acid reflux, but there are many others. I have spent at least $200 in the past 2 weeks on various doctor visits, antibiotics, supplements, foods, etc just to try to get better. I'm going to wait things out for a little while before I consider getting more blood tests or body scans.
I'm still not sure what I want to do for school. Part of me says "Art! Do art!" The other side of me says "Be practical!" I hate every practical subject though. I'm starting to consider teaching. I'm still considering Graphic Design, Illustration, Animation, Anthropology and Psychology. There are days where I want to sell everything I have and just live in a forest...maybe Yellowstone even. So, if I decide to go to school this semester. I'm taking art classes and a biological anthropology class. I think I'm going to minor in Chinese. I miss the language so much. It's still there - buried very deep. I realized this when listening to some Chinese music I had on my ipod and realizing I could understand some of it still. Maybe next Fall I will sign up for a Chinese class and see how I do. When it comes down to it, I am still drawn to learning languages and doing art. Maybe I should become a hippie. Ha!
Friday, November 2, 2012
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Ice cream for...serial killers? Part 2
Just when I thought an advertisement couldn't get any weirder, I found this little gem.
I almost died laughing when I saw the end with the tongue.
Oh my. Sign me up for a road trip to this ice cream place. These people are so delightfully twisted and have a great sense of humor. Who tries to sell ice cream in the creepiest, most disturbing way possible?
Amazing stuff, really.
I almost died laughing when I saw the end with the tongue.
Oh my. Sign me up for a road trip to this ice cream place. These people are so delightfully twisted and have a great sense of humor. Who tries to sell ice cream in the creepiest, most disturbing way possible?
Amazing stuff, really.
Ice cream for...serial killers?
This is by far the scariest and yet the funniest advertisement for ice cream I have ever seen in my entire life.
I'm pretty sure this ad would only appeal to serial killers due to it's cannibalistic nature and a creepy song from a music box in the background.
So, tell me...would you go to Pennsylvania just to try Little Baby's Ice Cream?
I'm pretty sure this ad would only appeal to serial killers due to it's cannibalistic nature and a creepy song from a music box in the background.
So, tell me...would you go to Pennsylvania just to try Little Baby's Ice Cream?
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
TIME
People say TIMING is everything...
SomeTIMES things work out the way you want them to and someTIMES they don't. SomeTIMES you have to WAIT longer than you'd like or maybe the TIMING never works out and you have no choice but to WATCH the desired opportunity slip PAST you because it was not meant to be or maybe you reacted too LATE when you should have made a move. It always hurts WHEN that happens.
You never really know what TIME has in store for you.
Maybe the TIME isn't NOW. Maybe your TIME to shine will happen LATER. Maybe the opportunity that slipped PAST you didn't really slip away at all. Maybe you just need to be PATIENT and WAIT a little while longer. Maybe the stars need a little more TIME to align.
There are so many opportunities for you TODAY and in the FUTURE.
Keep your feet planted on the ground while you reach for the stars, but NEVER be afraid to act when you know you should.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Who I am at 25...
(Except when my internet is broken - damn you, laptop!)
(I'm a perfectionist!)
(I can't sleep unless it's dark, but the dark scares me - I'm weird like that)
(I have an idea journal, but I've never done anything with those ideas)
(I prefer their company because they are kinder and more laid back.)
(A few photographers told me I have the most awkward smile they have ever seen.
I have hated getting my picture taken ever since.)
(As long as I know them well and trust them.)
(Anything to do with fire makes me happy.)
(I always laugh at the worst times.)
(I've been an insomniac since I was a kid.)
(Intelligence in boys is one of the most attractive traits of all.)
(It's not an "anti-social" thing, I do it to clear my head.)
(I LOVE keeping my room clean, but somehow I end up with
book, notebooks, journals, etc strewn across my floor.)
(Because I really do...) :)
(Maybe one day I will be...)
(Hooray for insomnia!)
(I was told this for a long time. It's hard to make myself believe differently.)
(Nightmares, sleep paralysis, hypnopompic hallucinations, etc.
Sleep becomes a chore.)
(I'm just going to accept that it's going to take me awhile.
I've got to take care of a few personal things first.)
(At 15, I never thought my life would be the way it is now.)
(If I were more brave and dropped my walls, I think a lot of people would like me.
It's just risking the rejection that terrifies me, even though it shouldn't.)
(...IF I reaaally like someone.)
(Even though they can't talk, they are much more loving, loyal, and sweet.)
(Maybe it's the fear of my hard drive crashing and losing everything,
but it's nice to know I've got a hard copy somewhere.)
(Yeah, 5'0" is quite short, isn't it?) :)
(Always have, always will... It's a lot worse if I like someone.)
(Some people say my various laughs are hilarious.
I think any laugh that comes out of my mouth is annoying.)
(Very unpopular view around here...but I believe they deserve their rights.)
(I'm trying to work on this, but sometimes I just swear like a sailor.)
(My coworkers laugh when they catch me talking to myself.)
(Always have and probably always will. Numbers are NOT my friends.)
(I could take a few lessons in assertiveness.)
(I consider this a positive thing many times. The what-ifs make me more creative,
however, it becomes bad when the what-ifs make me paranoid.)
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