Three Things Thursday

I had another post in mind but it’s in drafts pending whether or not I want it on the internet for me and a billion of my closest friends to see. So this is something that I saw on another blog I follow and it is a way to relieve stress. “Good,” you’re thinking, ” I need a way to relieve stress without punching something or (throwing my reinforced binding book at the wall)” I actually have no idea what you’re thinking…Just go with it and help me prove a point. You pick three things that bug you, write them down and provide a brief,or in my case 2 pg long, explanation. It helps you feel better (and it lets you subtly hint at people that annoy you) (Sierra I only spelled subtle right because I pronounced the “b”….I’m so chick!:)

1. People who like to argue about everything: So I’m guilty of this too….anyway. People who are angry all the time and take it out on everyone else by attacking everything they say and turning it into an argument. It drives me up a wall. I don’t mind debating on things now and again, but every time….really?
2. People who constantly make excuses:Really this should be number 1. I cannot stand people who make excuses for simple things that should not be a big deal. I guess I have always been a type A personality who follows the rules, does all my homework….so I just don’t understand why people are unwilling to just do the task. Or even just own up to the fact that they didn’t do what they were supposed to. That would sufice…I would at least respect them more.
3. People who try to be weird just for the sake of being weird:I am all for individuality. I we all had to be the same, there would…it just wouldn’t work. People are amazing because of that. But people who do weird things, say strange stuff or wear insane clothes just to be “different” is dumb. I’m sorry but it is. If those actions/words/clothes are really you, rock on!! But if you say, “I’m going to wear my shoes on my head because people will stare at me and then I’ll be random and weird!!” you need to re-examine who you are.

There are my three things…I just realized they are all about people. Yeah…..I have a feeling if I ever do this again, there will be a new set of three dedicated to how different people are irritating. Or more accurately stupid!!! (sorry that was mean) I feel much better now that I’ve got every one of the 3 who read this thinking of all the people they know that fall into those categories. You’re welcome!

Life in General is Crazy…just Crazy!

There is a song lyric that says, “Remember back then when we met you told me this gets harder? Well, it did….”. That is basically summing up my life. I both love and hate when songs describe my current situation. Love, that music is able to connect with me on such a personal level that I can relate to words and rythmes put in a specific order. Hate that everytime I hear certain songs they remind me of very negative things that I have tried to put out of my mind. I wouldn’t have it any other way. Music is literally what gets me through the week. Anyway life has been crazy lately. Some major drama and some intense arguments with myself. See when I have a dielema, I don’t do the logical thing and talk to people, no I consult myself….what logic is that?! It is very hard to be objective when the debate is contained in one mind. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE every single one of my friends…boy, girl, real, imaginary….I just am weird about telling things I don’t want a lot of other people to know. Again, it’s not that I don’t trust my friends…from a past experience I have always been terrified of telling people things…enough that I have kept some things between me and myself for 4 years. It is exhausting to kept them locked up, especially being a usually vocal person around friends, but even telling people would not negate how mentally draining keeping secrets is. Weird…I remember my friend asking me last year when we were running if I had any drama in my life…luckily then I was able to answer no. Funny how things change and complicate….which brings me back to the song lyric. Actually, my problems are basically the same from elementary school, just much more difficult to solve, involving more people and have bigger consequences. Friends, boys school, stress, social injustice, riots….just making sure you were paying attention. That comment only applys if anyone actually reads this other than the opposing debate team in my head. It is a pretty vicious fight. Not side is winning, especially because they are the same person….kinda. Okay, now I’m just rambling…..more than at the beginning. I haven’t written in a while so I have to get used to doing this again! So long for now.

It’s been a while…..

Lately I have had absolutely no time for such luxuries as sitting down and writing my inner musings. While there was a point in time where I would stay up late to make sure I posted everyday, I scrapped that idea both because of time constraints and a sheer lack of ideas. but now I realize what a stress reliever that was. Not that I have time to get back into that habit but one day maybe I’ll remember the benefits.  A lot has gone down since I last wrote. I’ve rediscovered my love for running (along with my psycho competitiveness). I am sooo determined to meet my goal time this year that I am willing to push myself harder that I have ever pushed myself. unfortunately that plan has been thwarted my multiple injuries and sicknesses. Just now as I sit here, the persistent cough that has plagued me for a week continually rips my esophagus. So while the team continues to be amazing I have to sit out…not my favorite pastime. Hopefully this is my bought of bad fortune coming to an end and I am able to kick some track butt!!! I have not slowed down at all in my search for more good music. It has led me to the songs of LP, Jimmy Eat World and at this moment…the Trans-Siberian Orchestra? A CD I obtained while on a scavenger hunt at my friend’s party….they didn’t want it back so I called dibs (two b’s?). I have been through and am still on an emotional roller coaster of which the conclusion could be a nice gentle stop or a catapult off a cliff. I found out I love my friends to death and I could not live without them. I got a cactus. I’m much better at being social than in years past. Proof- I can be thrown into a group of people who I have never met before and it wasn’t…I mean won’t be awkward. I am a backward scientist…I came up with the experiment after it was tested. Anyway as I said been away for a while but I’m back now…probably.

Midlife Crisis

I just realized the title doesn’t make sense seeing as I am nowhere near mid-life. It is more just a reality check and a fear that I have changed too much. I’ve lost my voice, as my mom would put it. Not physically, but how I think and what I care about…my voice. And it’s scaring me. It started with finding a picture of me when I was little, and having a conversation with myself while simultaneously listening to emotional music. As you probably guessed that is not a good combination. Since then I have been thinking continuously of how I am leading my life and how different I’ve become. I know you change as you get older, a.k.a maturing for some people, but I’m concerned that things that shouldn’t be important to me are important to me….changing my voice into something that it shouldn’t be. I think this all stems from a desire for life to go back to a simpler time, a more honest time. I have always wished I was born into an era, where people cared about more than Chloe not being a real Kardashian. Although I know that time period of people actually caring, family orientated life, face-to-face relationships, and less emphasis on image is gone and not returning, I am having a hard time letting it go. When you are little, you get a taste of that innocence and simplicity. No one cared what you looked like, no one cared what your profile picture was or what brands you wore. It was all based on personality and how you treated people, much like it was in the generations before. That simplistic view of the world and kindness is what I both, feel is lacking in this generation and know will never be a part of this time. Being surrounded by people who will judge you on what you are wearing, who you hang out with or how “cool” you pretend to be is difficult to deal with. I wish I could to go back to elementary school….back to ankle socks, sweatshirts tied around the waist, picked-out-by-mom outfits…where the hardest thing about life was getting to the foursquare courts first. It’s silly and impossible to wish to be that innocent again, but I can’t figure out how to keep a part of that innocence in my life now………………………………………..

This is how I work out my thoughts….writing it down so random people on the internet can look at it. I’m preserving my voice, so even thought I can never return to elementary school, I will never forget what I was like in 2012.

Thank You 2011

Thank you 2011. Thank you for all the new experiences. Backpacking in the Sierras (and getting stuck in the snow) going to Florida and seeing Orlando/HP world, being on the best track team in the world and meeting so many new people, coming back and running cross-country, running a relay in the CIM, joining symphony and going to Disneyland which was by far the best trip I’ve ever been on, being on a soccer team that was for once a good experience, and of course AP and all the fun shenanigans it brought. Thank you for all the new friends I met (Vincent, Regina, Ryan, Amanda, Brandon, Brooke, Kallie, Taylor, Cambria, Mary Anne, Mattie, Victoria, Zoe, Katie, Stephanie, Cinnamon, Brittany, Aminah, Tina, Nicole, Brandon, Andrew, Jessica, Meg, Erica, McClean), all the good friends I have (Sierra, Katelin, Emily, Tina, Aminah, Ava, Anna, Brittany, Stephanie, Gunnar, Ryan, Hannah, Lauren, Alegra, Elizabeth, Ashley) and all the old friends I’ve reconnected with (Angie, Amanda, Ava, Kristen, Michelle). Thank you for my family and how we still go to family get togethers despite the inconveniences. Thank you for everything I have material or otherwise. I am so blessed and am so thankful. Thank you for teaching me invaluable lessons that I will apply for the rest of my life. Thank you for surrounding me with people who inspire me to be better and also make me who I am. Thank you for all the music and all the new artists I’ve discovered (James Blunt, Zoe Keating, Philip Glass, Panic! At the Disco, Gary Jules, Sandi Thom, Holst, Mozart, Fantasia, Eric Whitacre Jimmy Eat World, Imogen Heap, Passion Pit, Soul Decision, Guster, Mumford and Sons, Secondhand Serenade, Auburn, Metallica, Say Anything, Paramore, FIVEOHfirst, Jessie J, Black Violin, Jorge Quintero, Scala, Damien Rice, Adele, On the Rocks, and My Chemical Romance). It was a year of music! Thank you for all the people who have made me laugh this year, both on YouTube and in real life. It is impossible to sum up a year in one post, but I wanted this one to be a post or letter of thanks to all this year had given me rather than a letter of farewell. Thank you to everything and everyone that made this year wonderful and I wish you all a Happy New Year!

Sixth Sense

For the past few weeks I have been looking constantly (and recenetly slightly desperately) for my iPod. I cleaned everything, searched in every hiding place and yet I could not find my little mint colored almost-a-perfect-square of joy. Then…you know that moment when you are looking through something and before you actually open the bad/purse/suitcase you know you are going to find what you have been looking for in it? Yep. That’s what happened to me. I was cleaning my closet, saw a bag on the floor and imediatly knew my iPod was in there. (It was) This is why you empty all your travel bags completly after you come home.

Great Britian/England/UK/Britian

Yep, that is what I have been thinking about all day. British people. I have just recently discovered a few British YouTubers that are pretty popular which has triggered a long train of thought about Great Britain/England/UK or whatever the heck it is called. First thing why are their so many different names for this island? This is possibly the only place on Earth that has multiple names for the same thing of which a person only knows one and not the others. For example, for the longest time I honestly thought England and Great Britain were different countries…I can think of no logical reason why there would have been so many names for one thing….(It’s just like the freeway in LA which has about 4 different names but is the same freeway) So apparently this is a problem that is transcontinental. (trans- means across ♥). I today (I finished this post 2/13/12) I found out that I am not the only one who loves these British Youtubers as much as I do! And not only that but she’s one of my close friends! TINA!!!!! YOU MADE MY DAY!