Is this what our generation is coming to?
"Today me and my friends decided to do a contest to see who can get the most twilight posters. I know i'm gonna win! How you may ask!? I know I'm gonna win because i never told them how many i started off with!!! LOL!!! P.S. I already have 174 Twilight posters. MLISOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!!!! TEAM EDWARD!! MLIT!!!"
what. is. this.
that, is pretty much all I can say for now. I’m still in shock.
I’m really not sure why. Maybe it’s cause I haven’t done anything for like the past oh..I dunno… hmmm…month. Yeah, past month. Pretty pathetic. I need to get out more. Get out but not spend money. scoffs. Is that possible? And did I really just write that I scoffed? I’m mental. And becoming British. Bloody hell. Harry Potter and Pride & Prejudice are doing a number to my speech. And my spelling. You don’t see all my spelling mistakes because I have spell check, but if you did, you would be appalled.
back to the real reason of this blog that has no point.
For some reason, I feel oddly depressed. I shouldn’t. I have a lovely large house I am lucky to live under. I have supportive family. My parents makes enough money to live by. I am off to college in the fall. I have wonderful, beautiful, supportive friends. I am listen to happy music, usually music can pump me up, but today it’s not helping. I’m not sure if this feeling is because I feel so useless this summer. I have nothing to do. And it’s technically my fault since I really didn’t feel like signing up to do anything and now I regret it. Or it started this morning when I found out the laptop I’ve been patiently waiting for has to be returned because of a faulty fan. And I have to start all over again, and go shop for another laptop when I obviously grew attached to the one I just received Saturday. And now I’m just being a child, sulking, which I shouldn’t but I can’t help it because my father made the decision of returning the laptop instead of asking me what I would prefer.
I have a feeling my depressed state is brought on my childishness: not having my laptop after waiting patiently for it to arrive. Can I say that it’s not meant to be, when I obviously love it so much? Even though I only used it for approximately 30 minutes? With the fan angrily screaming at me? Perhaps it will be for the best. The relationship between Penelope(my laptop) and I won’t work.
And now I fear for my sanity because I just referred to my laptop as some animate object that I could have a relationship with when it’s obviously inanimate.
I’m trying to convince myself I fell in love with the idea of the computer and what it can do.
Maybe I’ll find a better laptop.
Maybe I just need to take a chance and make a leap of faith that the next one is better.
Maybe I wont regret the decision of letting Penelope go
But what if I do regret it? The next laptop isn’t as amazing as my idea of Penelope?
Maybe submerging myself in Muse, Keane, Death Cab, Regina Spektor, Annie Little, The Killers, and Pride and Prejudice will help me out of this reverie.
GRR some of my reply to your non-question was cut off :( Here is the rest:
"YOUR SCENARIOS WERE LOVELY <3<3<3<3
AND OMG I JUST HEARD THAT IDINA MENZEL IS COMING BACK TO GLEE! *dies* *comes back to life* *is happy* :D
AHHHHH! SHE IS?! I’m glad. That good bye to Rachel WAS NOT SUFFICIENT! Plus I love her voice. So s’all good. I hope. I wonder about their relationshipe…Rachel/Idina, that is haha.
YOU'RE TOO NICE TO MEEEEE. YOU'RE SERIOUSLY THE BEST. <3333333
Ohh. And you can say my first name on my page if you want. I introduced myself and said my name in my very first post anyway :)
Awww! Ashlee, love. Your too kind!!! You have no idea how much you mean to me in my life!!! And I feel like this is gonna get awkward if I continue. I hate prim girls or couples who simper at each other like: Girl: “Aww, baby you shouldn’t have!” Guy: “But snookims I wanted to!” Girl: “Still you didn’t have to!” Guy: “Yet, I did anyways.” Girl: “gibbersihgibberishgibberish” Guy: “gibberishgibberishgibberish”….or…Girl A: “You’re too nice!!” Girl B: “What?! no! you’re too nice!” Girl A: “That wasn’t necessary” Girl B: “But it was" Girl A: “You’re nicer than a walrus” Girl B: “You’re nicer than snakes” or something frivolous and tiring….not that I don’t appreciate kind sediments or giving them out. But they get so awkward. I hope you get what I’m saying…
and did I really just spend like 10 min thinking&writing that out? O.O
haha. and okay Ashlee. Just wanted to take a precaution just in case :)
Who sit at home being good kids. Who aren’t drop dead gorgeous like the girls staring back at us off the covers of fashionable teen magazines. Who don’t drink, don’t party hard, and would rather read books or hang out and talk with friends than hit up some party joint and jump into pools and whatnot.
This is for the girls who choose their own genre of music, who don’t simply listen to the mainstream pop blasted from radios. This is for the girls who bite their nails, who feel self-conscious about every single thing about them, who tug on their hair while they’re nervous.
This is for the girls who actually care about something other than how they look, or how hair naturally curls. This is for the girls who cry at movies, sympathize with friends, and extend helping hands to people who need it. This is for the girls who play their music and go with it.
This is for the girls who wear glasses, who wear braces, who have frizzy hair, who have extreme ranges for height or they’re stuck in the middle. This is for the only children, the oldest, the youngest, the middle children. This is for the ones who sit at home and have to listen endlessly to their friends, both guys and girls moan about their love lives while they patiently endure being a supportive friend. This is for the ones who hope and dream and often settle for being second best without any complaint.
Above all, this is for those girls who see themselves as hopeless and forgotten. This is for the girls who dream so much that they forget how to dream. This is for the girls who have fallen and need a helping hand to get back up; only they’ve been the helping hand for so long they’ve forgotten how to fall. This is for the girls on the ground, the ones who are learning how to fly. Because mark my words, when you fly you’ll soar so high eagles will be envious.
This is a post telling you that you are loved. You are beautiful. No one- and I say no one!- can ever take that away from you. You will fly and you will shine so brightly. Yes. Yes you will.
wow Sam, I love you.
oh my god :) to the person who wrote this; I love you<3
…was facking amazing. No joke. The whole experience was spectacular. I am completely exhausted right now, but I really don’t care. It was totally worth it..worth getting woken up at 3 AM cause my roommate came back from god knows where), and even worth walking in the 100 degree weather going place to place.
But I’m planning on investing in bikes when I attend this fall.
Anyways, my orientation group was so cool! Clara, Elva, Bonnie, Suba, Juan, Juan, Ryan, Lindsey, Lauren, Maddy, Emily, Jessica AND THE ORIENTATION LEADER LEILA!
The first day we did so many cheers. It was amazing. But by the end of the day I was over it cause I was tired, and cranky cause I walked around too much. I’m such a brat. :P Anyways, the next day I woke up with a sore throat from all that scream/yelling. Lovely.
There were a total of around 500 incoming freshmen coming this fall so the orientation split it in half. So roughly 250 students with the orientation leaders were in a group for activities that needed smaller groups, like this next activity. .
There was this one activity that really stood out to me. It was called Common Ground.
This was an activity where 250 students stood around the perimeter of a fairly large room and a leader would read some statements like “would you please common ground on Asian backgrounds” and people who called themselves Asians would walk in towards the middle of the room and make a smaller circle inside the larger group standing by the wall. The questions got deeper and deeper (ie: who was bi/gay/lesbian/trans gender, who supported the war, who was harassed because of their ethnicity, ect) and you learned so much about everyone. The whole room was silent and you could sense the respect people gave each other. Though there were some people who were hesitant and unsure about coming in, there were a lot of people who had the courage to step out in difficult questions.
Everyone there was amazing…plus there were some veeery fine boys at orientation SHOUT OUT TO LEILA, MY ORIENTATION LEADER! One thing I won’t get use to is how ethnic diverse the campus is. I’m really excited about that. I can’t wait to learn about everyone.
And my classes. Meh. I think I’m changing my classes. AGAIN! Yes, I registered, but I don’t think I want to go down the medical school road. So, I need to switch classes ASAP cause the classes go like lightening!
There are so many things different at college! The people, boys, dorms, boys, campus, men, food, boys, transportation, men, activities….I think y’all get the point. :]
p.s. meet Scotty the bear— UCR’s mascot.
p.p.s. my orientation leader kept on using the phrase “y’all” because apparently “you all” has a male connotation so all the orientation leaders weren’t allowed to use the phrase “you all”. Instead they sounded like cowboys. Nice
Blehh. No :( My Mom wouldn't let me get the HP one, so I got "The Complete Idiot's Guide to Psychology" hahah. The title makes it seem like it isn't legit, but it is pretty amazing :)
Plus, the HP one was just analyzing the characters and such, not really teaching you anything about psychology itself. BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN I DON'T WANT IT!!! :P
AH! what?! Well, at least you get a head start in psych!!!! I should probably be doing that too. Be a Hermoine and start reading my books before school starts! Wont my parents be proud…I LOVE the idea of being a child psychologist. (i creeped on your previous blog posts haha) I was thinking of the same too. No lie. But I also was debating on being a psychologist for the FBI or something. (click on the word FBI. It’ll take you to an article I just found on yahoo.] But then I don’t want to sit around talking to agents…and asking them how they feel. So maybe a forensic psychologist? That sounds awesome. Okay. I rambled enough. I had a wee bit too much caffeine this morning. More than the usual amount. Combined with staying up till 2 AM. This is the result. Enjoy!! <3
I just got re blogged. Yes. I’m writing a blog about getting re blogged. Don’t judge. This is my little haven to share my thoughts with you. Read with discretion. I should probably put that somewhere in my intro or something…
Anyways, I came back from eating dinner, and I was pleasantly surprised to see on my dashboard that two people re blogged my post. Though it sounds trivial to you, it means a great deal to me. Makes me feel loved. People share my interest. I’m not the only weirdo who likes something.
I was on the couch late one evening (my uncle&cousin hijacked my room for the weekend so I opted to sleep on the couch instead the ground in my parent’s room…) and I was watching TV. ‘Lo and Behold, the Amazon Kindle commercial came on. And it had this song. I. Fell. In. Love. It’s now on repeat 24/7. Needless to say, I shall be sick and tired of the song soon, but it’s been several weeks. So we’ll see.
If you want my thoughts (that’s why your here anyways right? to see what I’m thinking? Well, I’d hope so) I don’t think it’s coming soon. I think people should be grateful for these earthquakes. I heard a long time ago that scientists want these earthquakes so that the stress on the earthquake fault won’t be as big; therefore, “The One” won’t be as big. Each “mini” earthquake can relieve the stress. Just like if your angry and someone or something, letting your anger out little by little will relieve your anger, as to compare it to keeping all the anger and having a big blow out later.