Busy Bee II

So much to do today in preparation for the weekend:

• Laundry


• Clean room- vacuum, clean dresser, etc.


• Quizzes for AJ 101 and 111


• Test for AJ 101


• French exam #2


• PHIL 101 Descartes posts


• Pack for the weekend


• Clean up the back yard / Trade in bottles and cans

Break's over. Time to clean!

Busy bee.

So much to do today in preparation for the weekend:

• Laundry


• Clean room- vacuum, windex mirrors, clean dresser, etc.


• Clean bathroom


• Read chapters 4 & 5 for ART160


• Read chapter 4 for PSY101


• Study chapters 1-5 for WMST275


• *Read and write summary for chapter 4 for WMST101


• *Read chapter 3 for PHIL102

Yup- gotta get everything taken care of so I can fully enjoy my birthday weekend!

Break's over. Gotta put another load in the washer/dryer and start on that homework.

Toodles, noodles.

Salamander Stephen and Celestine the Titania

A snapshot of Our Myspace.

He got me all addicted to one of his favorite comics, so that's where "Salamander" and "Titania" came from, ha. So technically, that would be a picture of Us.

Except my breasts are NOTHING like that, not even close. And I would clown on Him for wearing a vest with a scarf and no shirt.

K- back to studying -__-

MJ tribute.

All this Kanye, Lil Mama, and Lady Gaga's wardrobe aside, I'm kinda sad that I missed this amazing tribute to Michael Jackson. The performances were crazy, and Janet Jackson is baaaaad, you know it.

MTV Shows

"Hip-hop: 1; Country: 0"

Since I don't care much for the VMAs- and since I'd rather be watching the new episode of Drop Dead Diva- I was so confused when my Twitter timeline BLEW UP, talking about how "Kanye disrespected Taylor Swift" "Kanye West has gone crazy, again" yada yada yada. Still paying it no attention, I decided to do some FB browsing before I opened my textbooks back up. And that's when someone had posted the clip of Kanye getting on stage, totally interrupting Taylor Swift's acceptance speech.

LOL. Kanye is rude, but I love him. Taylor Swift- I love her, too- but she looked so SCARED. Beyonce's reaction was priceless. And I love how producers were like "Um, okay cut to the next award. Let's just pretend like nothing happened!"

And side note, I honestly believe that Amber Rose is what's ruining Kanye. IMO.

That is all. Back to studying. I expect everyone to cleverly say stuff like "Kanye, how could you be so heartless?" -__-

Babysitting while I'm sick

And this is what it looks like -__-
Like I have SARS.

And Inara's not too happy about it either.

"It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt."

You hear that old saying after being told that Johnny and Billy were innocently poking each other for fun until Billy accidentally jabbed Johnny in the eye, or how all the monkeys decided to jump on the bed and then all ended up with concussions. But it goes without saying that it can be applied in many other situations. For instance: How one sip completely shattered what was already broken, broken and so desperately trying to get pieced back together to its original state.

When I'm good, I'm so good; however, when I mess up, it's causes such colossal damage. It's as if last year just wasn't enough for me, like I'm suddenly insatiable once everything is right again, chaos must be had in order for me to be truly satisfied. And I guess misery really does love company, because as I'm falling and flailing out of control, I always manage to drag down every single innocent by-stander surrounding me. Every single time I'm handed a new slate, it's not too long before I completely smash it into millions of irreplaceable bits and pieces.

So now we're back at square one, and the age-old question still remains: Have I truly learned my lesson this time around? I always half-heartedly answer "Yes", but that obviously is not the case.

Facebook!

Today I finally gave in and reopened my Facebook account.

Mainly cause Riz Toni is an asshole, but that's besides the point.

At this point in time, I have a MySpace, a Twitter, a Tumblr, a Facebook and Blogspot. That, I believe, is far too much. Hell, I was fine with hardly updating anything when I only had a Tumblr and closed all my other accounts. Now it seems if I want to keep up with anyone in this world I need to reconnect.

Do you remember the time when everyone was on MSN or AIM and you could spend the entire night just chatting it up? I kind of miss that, cause leaving you a random comment isn't really working out. And why do I have both Facebook and Twitter? I can hardly tell the difference, outside of the crowd who I Facebook or Tweet to. Isn't that sad? I have to have multiple accounts across the internet to properly communicate. What happened to Hotmail, or Yahoo! or even AOL e-mail accounts? I can't tell you the last time I got a decent e-mail from anyone. Hell, the only e-mails I get now a days are from Nintendo, Amazon, E-bay, and Celestine; the last of which e-mails me because my phone is lame.

I'm more then fascinated with all this technology, I really am. But at the same time, I feel like that the faster the internet grows, so does the true distance between two people. I've often wondered what I miss most about Japan days, and it's more then likely the fact that I could see someone's face when talking with them (and the food, always the food).

Sure, life moves on, yadda yadda, philosophical words and deep thoughts. No amount of profoundness can make up for the gap that this generation was caused, intentional or not.

"Jesus told me to fix our healthcare."

Conan O'Brien: Bill Maher on President Obama's plan for our nation's healthcare.

Thanks, Rian, for aiding me in my quest to become up-to-date with current events :)

"President Obama is now my homeboy, too."

I admit that I didn't vote last year. To put it simply, I'm not big on politics and I didn't make the effort to become an educated voter. On election day, I only watched McCain's speech after the country watched the number of votes for Obama grow tremendously. I didn't watch the inauguration ceremony, and I rarely stay up-to-date with current events even though I should be aware of the decisions that are being made which ultimately affect me.

However, something caught my eye as I went to My Yahoo! to check my e-mail. The very first headline of Yahoo!'s featured articles was entitled Parents angry over Obama's speech: Some are outraged by the president's planned address to the nation's students next week. 'Excuse to brainwash'. As a student, I was curious to figure out what all the hub & kabub was about. I read the article and I watched the video which was included, and I am appalled as to how some parents are outraged by the President's upcoming speech.

From what I've read/heard so far, it seems to me that President Obama is doing what President Bush neglected to do: instead of simply providing a solution to our society's problems, he's trying to provide a solution to the source of our nation's problems.

With that said, I think it's time I start getting educated.

"Just can't seem to get over the way you hurt me."

It's no secret that whenever I'm bored at home I lurk around MySpace, looking for a survey to satisfy my needs. After doing so many, I feel like I have a default answer for all the repetitive questions. However, there's one question that comes and goes every now and then, beckoning me to give an elaborate answer.

The person who has hurt you the most, have they apologized?

My answer: No.

Ironically, before I had thought about writing this post, I originally wanted to write a post entitled "Resolutions that don't need a new year". One of the resolutions I had planned to be on the list were to let go. "Let go of what?" you may ask. Let go of all the negative feelings I encounter throughout the day; specifically, let go of the resentment I had built up over the years towards Her.

For as long as I can remember, She has been the source of a majority of my sadness. It's hard to shed a positive light on the life that I love so much when She consistently drains me, points out every single one of my flaws, makes a mockery of the progress that I make, and fills my head with so much negative energy. I know that I've fucked up a lot in the past, and in a way I've brought this upon myself, but isn't it time I've been forgiven? I know that She's been hurt countless times in the past for various reasons, but why do I have to be Her scapegoat? Instead of agonizing over our love-hate relationship, why can't I rejoice about having an amazing relationship with Her?

Yes, we have our good days, but we so often have our "I can't fucking believe Her!" days. Yes, we're closer than we were in the past, but are we truly all that close if I have to repress a lot of who I am because I'm so afraid of Her judgement? I love Her unconditionally, and I know She loves me like Her own, but a lot of the time it doesn't even feel like the love is genuinely there.

In response to the question above, I'm not looking for an apology; I want to know that we've grown. I want her to see me and treat me like the person I am today, the person that I'm working so hard to be, not who I was in the past.

8 months.

Superhuman - Chris Brown & Keri Hilson

I see through the me I used to be
You changed my whole life
Don't know what you're doing to me with your love
I'm feeling all superhuman, you did that to me

I know that many would view 8 months as an insignificant amount of time to celebrate in a relationship, but I treasure every single day with You, so I don't see anything wrong in showing my gratitude.

You already know, and I'd rather save all the mushy gushy for when we come to a year. But I just wanted to take the time to stop in my tracks and tell you how much I love you, Stephen.