Tuesday, September 21, 2010


I've been to the gym three times in the past three days....
And now my legs weigh a zillion pounds...
I think that's kinda the opposite of the effect I'm going for.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Happy Me Day!

Today is my birthday.
It's a little anti-climactic, I already got my presents, a few weeks ago really, and nothing really exciting is going on today.
So far, I've been a complete bum. I've slept in, had lunch, watched some tv, and eaten a humongous cheesecake brownie (supermegadelicious!) and now i'm contemplating the idea of going out for a bike ride or calling my mom and pestering her to go swimming at the gym before my birthday dinner.
It is my birthday, so I can justify being super lazy, but...would I feel better if I went out and did something productive?

Tuesday, August 24, 2010


It's funny,
last night, as I was falling asleep, I thought of something I really wanted to write about...and now I can't think of it to save my life.
Well darn!
But on a totally different note, I spend so much time complaining lately, that I sometimes have to stop and think about how incredibly lucky I really am.
I never go hungry
I always have clothes and shelter and books
I know my family loves me
I just got a new laptop for my birthday!
And still, I spend a lot of time complaining and letting silly things upset me. It's not that I'm an unhappy person. I think everyone who knows me would agree - I'm a pretty big optimist. But sometimes things just get so frustrating that I need to vent to SOMEONE or it'll just drive me insane.
Is that healthy?
It HAS to be healthier than just bottling it all up....I hope :/

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Well fine then!

I wish Snuffles and I were closer.
Sometimes I feel like the dog cares more about me than she does.
I'm sorry that the important parts of my day aren't as enthralling to you as the incredibly complicated plotlines on that p.o.s. tv show you love so much.
I'm sorry you only want to hear about my life when you can pass judgement and feel superior.
I'm sorry you care so much about feeling better than me that you stopped caring about me.

Sucks for you :P

Monday, July 26, 2010

Life Lessons

Finally, after 18 years, 10 months, and 26 days, I can officially ride a bike.

I think there are some life lessons that everyone should learn but I don't think there should be a timeline for those lessons that everyone should have to follow.
Everyone should know what rejection feels like.
Everyone should get dumped and have their heart-broken.
Everyone should get to see something so big it makes them feel completely insignificant.
Everyone should feel loved.

And everyone should learn to ride a bike!

Today, one life lesson was accomplished! Woohoo!

How could I forget to mention
The bicycle is a good invention

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

I love to LAUGH

I mean, really, truly laugh.
Can't breathe, can't speak, laughing.
It's the kind of thing that makes you happy, even when it's just for a few minutes.
The times I laugh the hardest, are often the times I have the most to worry about, isn't that funny?

Ev'ry face that I see is all wrapped up in frowns,
And unfortunately, it kind of gets me down
'Cause the music's funny
Yeah, the bass sounds off-beat
Ain't that neat?
When you lose all your money
Or you can't find your shoes
To cover your feet

Wednesday, May 5, 2010


What the efff is the matter with me lately? Babe is getting on my nerves, I can't stop eating crap, and I actually started crying on the phone with my mom last night...in the lobby of the theater building...with other people around...in response to the question "How is everything?"
Nothing is actually wrong, everything is fine, at least...it should be.
I hate crying. I only do it when I feel incredibly weak and stupid. And doing it only makes me feel weaker and stupider. It's awful. I wish it never happened.
I can't make myself feel better.

Don't make it bad,
Take a sad song,
And make it better

Thursday, April 22, 2010

I watched Dark Knight tonight...

and now I'm kind of afraid to go to sleep......

Sunday, April 18, 2010

'50s Sock Hoppin'

Dresses and Malts, a simpler time

I want to be artsy...and adventurous...and fun
I want to dress up in crazy outfits and run around campus taking snazzy pictures
Lets do it!

Friday, February 19, 2010

Proud Woman

"I punched him!" Me and Babe doing our scene for V-day.

Last Friday we put on our own version of V-day. Unfortunately not the actual Vagina Monologues by Eve Ensler, but we put together an impressive collection of poems, monologues, scenes, and even a song. I had the glorious opportunity to perform in three separate acts: An empowering slam poem by the amazing poet Mayda Del Valle entitled "To All the Boys I've Loved Before" (youtube it, her performance is incredible), a rather silly little scene about 12 year old girls and love with Babe (ridiculously fun and intended to lighten the mood between intense pieces) and an incredibly heart-breaking and difficult duet from the actual Vagina Monologues with Bella. All about genital mutilation and its effects on the individuals who suffer it, the duet was so difficult that I literally took out my contacts and left my glasses off so I wouldn't have to look anyone in the eyes while I spoke those words about pain and loss and being a woman in the worst possible sense. I cried. And for those of you who don't know, crying is one of my least favorite things in the world to do, let alone to do in front of people. The performance was so intense, even depressing I almost wonder why we did it. Why do we put ourselves and the audience through that kind of emotion? Here's what I've come up with as an answer:
We do these things because they're real. Because these are real issues that people need to deal with and figure out how to handle. Everyone's going to handle them in different ways but they need to be handled. Whether you join an organization or actively do something in your own community or others, or even handling these problems the world has in your thoughts and prayers, confronting and handling them isn't an option.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010


I find myself being distinctly unproductive lately. What I mean is, I spend my free time watching tv, cleaning my room, writing e-mails to my mom, working on poems and skits for the upcoming Vday (pictures and remarks forthcoming), watching more tv, napping, and really doing nothing when I should be working on papers, doing homework, preparing things for class and dance production.
"Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted."
Very true John Lennon but what about when I waste all that time when I really need to be doing things productive to my college education?
Is it really terrible that I don't always give my all to everything, when I'm giving my all to something more enjoyable or just letting myself be lazy?
Is my un-productivity really a problem or is it just my way of prioritizing?

Friday, January 29, 2010

Untitled as of yet

Someone told me that my very own Romeo was on his way,
And that got me thinking Romeo knew Juliet a single day
Before he proposed
What did he really know about her?
“Soft, what light through yonder window breaks,
It is the East and Juliet is the sun”
Kinda sounds like
“Damn, that chick’s fine.
I gots to get me some of that, hun!”
But your infatuation
With watching me from the shadows
Of some tree my family planted
Back before this rivalry had gone crazy
Kinda seems like you just like the situation
Of being able to objectify me
Of looking at me without my knowledge
Without my consent
Of being able to stare
Then act like your voyeurism isn’t wrong
‘Cause “Baby I’m a man!
And damn, I’ve loved you so long”
When don’t you act more like Mercutio
Be in a perpetual state of stoned
Or do what Benvolio says
And just go on home
Seems to me you could even take a lesson from Paris
In how to treat a lady
He might not be so strong
So tall
So dashing
So daring
So big and manly and muscular
But he knows a thing or two
Like how to talk to someone
And tell them the truth
He might not be blinded my beauty
But he pays attention to my mind
Even your own Mercutio
Has some kind of clue
Seems to know about wooing a woman
A little better than you
He might make jokes
Like a woman would never dream
Speaking of his bauble,
His tale,
His pump
His bawdy hand
Which might thus strike noon
When he casts an eye upon my loveliness
Which you say you love
He may not speak with words of love
Vows of undying devotion
But he does not lie
He does not put his false feelings
Into deeds and words
He stands straight up
And declares his seediness
While you hide yours
In shadowy orchards
And under professions of amor
So go, tell your Romeo,
His “I love you” is a little too belated
Maybe I’m just jaded
But I don’t want to be your Juliet
How do you know you love me?
Fool, we just met
Maybe I’m not your typical
Size two
High-heeled shoe
Short skirt
Tight shirt
You know, big-chested
Baby doll
Sugar pie
Honey bunch
Treat me like a baby because my mind isn’t strong enough to take care of itself
And stare at my body ‘cause from the neck up sure isn’t worth your time
But Juliet never appealed to me
You don’t love me
You just think I’m pretty
And Romeo,
Oh Romeo
There’s so much more to love
Honey, you don’t even know

Monday, January 18, 2010


There are not enough hours in the day, days in the week, weeks in the year to accomplish all the things I want to do with my life. So...we're prioritizing children!
Well...we're making a list at least.

Things I Want to Accomplish Before Graduation 2013:
-Theater Major
-An Abroad, preferably England
-Something with Mass Comm/Photography
-Be musical in some form
-Live with Babe more
-Feel better about myself
-Find the perfect temperature for sleeping
-Write successful poems/monologues of my own
-Make some kind of difference for someone
-Get a new laptop (sorry cammie, you're just getting old)
-Be an RA
-Be on a house board
-Expand my movie & music collections
-Perfect my morning coffee/mocha recipe
-Find an actual job
-Figure out some semblance of a plan for life after college....no specifics, but a basic outline would be nice