all the lonely people...

Boys don’t understand Twilight.

Boys don’t understand why girls will throw themselves into a poorly written set of novels and swoon over a man that doesn’t exist. We girls understand that despite the less-than-stellar literature, the books provide us with endless hours of imagining the perfect man going after us.

We understand that this is what we want and somehow, unconsciously even, we realize that it’s pretty much impossible to have the perfection of a relationship like that (on this earth at least)

In my – haste – snobbery – I have often thought, “Well if men were more romantic, we wouldn’t need to dream about Edward Cullen.”

It wasn’t until I said it to a guy friend and he called me out on it that I realized that guys do this too.

Women come up with unrealistic situations of perfectly romantic men who sweep us off our feet and sincerely want nothing more than our happiness.
Men come up with unrealistic expectations of women - perfect women who sincerely want nothing more than the men’s satisfaction.

Twilight = porn.


[disclaimer: the sweeping generalizations have been noted. take my thoughts with a grain of salt. My point is not to say that girls don't watch porn and boys don't read twilight - I'm simply comparing the two]

coming soon...

very soon there shall be a celebratory post about school ending and moving into my new apartment.

yay!

I have a favorite bathroom stall

that i always use on the 3rd floor of the library.

a while ago, someone wrote big letters in sharpie "<3 is all you need" (except with a real heart, not a sideways one)

today I went in there and some grouchy person needed a little more love, because they cleaned it off.

thoughts.

reading good literature makes me want to write more.
more reading = more writing.
more writing = awesome.

more facebook = zero productivity.


hmmm

out with the old, in with the new

new apartment,
new knives,
new violin,
soon to be new accordian,
soon to be new hair.
exciting time of life.

I am one of those weirdly hard-hearted people about some things, and weirdly sentimental about others. I almost cried this morning when I had to trade in my current violin for a new one.

So, thinking lately about this saying, "make new friends but keep the old, one is silver and the other is gold." But what about our society, that throws away and replaces things once they wear down a bit? "Ending is better than mending."...

"They don't make things like they used to." well, yeah. they make it so you have to buy another one within a couple years, so that they can stay in business. Lame.

Also, I guess its just easier on your emotions to get used to tossing things when they no longer serve you as well as they used to.

to be continued... sorry this is a rather disjointed entry.

yay!

just signed the lease and paid the deposit. :)

congratulate me!

Because I am about to marry the perfect apartment. :)


- you go around the side, down a small hill, and there is a back porch that leads to the basement






- you walk in, and theres a bedroom, bathroom to the right, study area to the left.








-the brick/wood paneling is a little retrugly, but i like it :)





I'll be moving in May!

hmm

So, I was glad when I found out I had mono... because that meant I wasnt crazy or bipolar or depressed. I was just sick. And that weird fever I talked about in my last post? Yeah, that was mono.

I like sicknesses that allow you to sleep as much as you want.

I also like that spring break is next week. And my birthday. yay!



Also, finding an apartment is like finding a spouse: "I think this is the one! This is perfect! No..... wait...... " later "THIS is the one! This one is perfect! No....."


Finally. I think I have really found the one. It is not perfect. But I can live with it's flaws. and it is only for 15 months anyway.

i will be 21 in 21 days

I don't really have much to say - it's been a weird week.

First, I've been weirdly sick, and I am pretty sure it is because of the bipolar weather. I haven't been sick so much as just very much under the weather. Every day I feel like I have a fever, and I get creaky.

Second, I have realized that my pet peeves are directly connected to T's actions. Latest peeve: Using a drinking glass as a cereal bowl, and then leaving it half full in the sink to dry out so that the corn flakes are cemented to the sides of the glass. So that when we TRY to wash it, its impossible, because of the cementflakes on the insides of the glass.

Third, Everyone has been telling me to be more confidant lately. Usually if more than one person tells me something, I take it more seriously than if just one person says it. And in the last two days, two different teachers have told me.
I wonder if this is a "now" thing, if I have been having an insecure week, so I need to stop having an insecure week, or I wonder if this is a "in general" thing, where I really just need to stop thinking that I suck at everything, and maybe I just need to get my butt in gear and get my some self esteem!

Fourth, I've been pessimistic lately about the state of the world, actually both pessimistic and apathetic.

Fifth, I've had the (inexplicable..) urge to go to california and lay in the sand with a glass of wine and listen to a guitarist. and talk, and talk, and talk, and then sit in silence.

i'm bored with war and songs
i've been bitter far too long
come on prove me long
and tell me i'm no loner
and tell me i'm not crazy
well maybe just a little bit
maybe just a little bit crazy
but mostly prove me wrong

i'm in love...

with an apartment.

i hope the landlady picks me over the other applicant.

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This is the bruise I got on my way to coffee yesterday. So worth it.