Sunday, January 27, 2013

Sunday Funday?

Sunday: January 26, 2013 
Sundays usually get the title of Sunday Funday but today was no fun. My friend and I totally had to input all this paperwork into a computer system and oh my god I was totally ready to just pass out from how much work/how boring it was... 

ANYWAYS. Visiting college was fun! I mean, it was long and well, long, but either way, fun! I talked to the coach and some students, so that is good :) 

So I am currently planning a roadtrip to Pheonix, so if anyone is there, I can do a meet up :) 

I really don't know what to talk about... ranting sometime next week, but gah. So much homework. I put the pro in procrastinator. No big deal.

-E   

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Cashj Pooped On.

Saturday: January 26, 2013 
I have just arrived home from visiting the college and I am SO tired. Therefore, this post will be extremely short! Basically, I will tell you all about the visit tomorrow- tonight I will share with you.... not actually completely sure... I really just want to watch Joey's Hunger Games Minecraft episode, then go take a shower, then watch Modern Family until I fall asleep or read some more stories on Wattpad. Is that too much to ask for?! 

On the bright side, my hair didn't get pooped on by birds today! My jacket did, but not my hair! The bleachers were right under the trees and so many people got pooped on. So. Much. Fun.

-E 

Friday, January 25, 2013

Light in All of Us.

Friday: January 25, 2013 
So right now, I am either on my way, or at the school of my choice. With the knowledge that I would have no way of coming onto my blog and posting something, especially with company, I made this post on Wednesday/Thursday when I had time, and queued it to post well, now! Either way, I hope that future me is enjoying her stay :D

So the topic I chose for tonight I believe applies to us all- the younger generation and the influences it has. And by influences, I mean horrible ones. I mean, I went to my junior high school the other day to go say hi to my old television broadcast teacher, and holy cow, it is like a mini high school. Girls could pass as strippers, I am not sure how the boys walk with their pants on the ground, and both genders talk like they are sitting on a mountain and everyone should bow down to them. Please, get off your high horse, and come back to reality.

Most of the boys tried to flirt with me, which still disguists me today, and the girls glared at me that, if looks could kill, I would have been dead a long time ago. I felt like a newcomber on their territory, when I had been there way before they had. 

Granted, some kids are still adorable and nice and I want to walk up to them and their parents and give them a sticker that says: Parenting, you are doing it right! and hug them a lot and tell them not to change. Why is everyone in such a rush to grow up and act like you belong in Las Vegas?! I think a lot of it has to do with music. When I was younger, along with the great parenting I had, we had age appropriate music. Now that 'my' generation of music has grown up along with me (except for Taylor Swift who keeps singing love songs.....), I fear that there is no one to fill the gap from baby songs to high school songs. There is no inbetween, so naturally the are going to listen to this ridiculous music. I mean, where are the Lizzie McGuires, the Boy Meets Worlds, and the That's So Ravens of this world?! REALITY CHECK- THERE ARE NONE.

Hopefully some people are with me on this, I have to go, but comment below with your thoughts... I wish I got more feedback because it is honestly so refreshing hearing something from y'all! 

-E  

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Get Pumped.

Thursday: January 24, 2013 
There are no words to describe how excited I am for tomorrow. It possibly could be the start of my future. Okay, how dramatic am I? But like I need to, well I should, leave a good impression on the coaches of the NCAA team. They are going to be in a competition Saturday that Vic and I will watch, so I won't ride for them this weekend, but still. Either way... get pumped!

I leave tomorrow around 2:30 pm. I go to school, come home around 12:30 pm (that's a normal time for me #yayseniors), pack, then eat lunch and wait for Victoria and her parents to come get me! Then we embark on our three hour road trip to the school! I have downloaded so many Timeflies songs, so I will not be at a shortage of good music! Seriously in love with their music! Anyways, I think that we are just going to hang out on Friday, maybe Vic and I can explore the school, or maybe we can just chill in the hotel! 

On Saturday, Vic and I (and probably her parents) will be going to the school equestrian center! I will talk to the coaches and watch their scrimmage! After that, we will go home! Overall? AMAZING WEEKEND! I will be sure to take so many pictures! 

Now I just have to do my homework.... ew.

-E  

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Who am I?

Wednesday: January 23, 2013 
Although I am not the most out-there person with my political and social issues, I do have some beliefs. Some that I am passionate about, some that I just glide over on, but like I said in the post yesterday, I think it would be cool to write down everything I can think of right now as a place keeper in my life. Not necessarily the political information, but more of me. So here it goes: who am I?

I am seventeen, energetic, outgoing, and secluded when I feel judged.
I am thin, sometimes trying to put on more weight, sometimes not. 
I am Catholic/Christian, but I believe in gay rights.
I believe ever sinner has a future and every saint has a past.
I think that the best candidate for President is Ellen.
I hate bananas, mangoes, peaches (except for peach juice), apricots, jelly, and pears.
I prefer fruit over junk food, but I am so picky with fruit (cannot have any flaws) that it is just easier to eat junk.
I am extremely self conscious.
I think even though every time one door closes, another opens, that sometimes the closed door is what you need.
I try my best in everything I do, and sometimes people don't understand that.
I stress easily, but I am also one of the most dedicated workers.
I like to think I have a great fashion sense, but I cannot picture it all on me.
I honestly feel like this country is falling apart because our morals have been wrapped together with technology.
I have trust issues with humans.
I live through music although I am musically deficient.  

That's all I can think of right now because I am about to leave to a meeting (wearing spongebob pj pants and a hoodie and toque.... no big deal!) 

Love you all LEOTS!

-E   
      

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

That's So _____.

Tuesday: January 22, 2013 
I am pretty sure the IQ of my school has literally dropped down to the size of my shoes. I was in my Marine Studies class when two kids in front of me were talking while we all worked on our assignment. I am not one to ease drop, but given that all I could hear was basically the most dumbed down language I have ever heard, I made an exception. 

*Insert some dialogue about "swagging this" or "shit being dope" or "freaking doping this fucking shit hell." (Note: Is this even english?) 

Well after their lovely conversation using completely made up, yet famous, words, I heard something that stuck out. "This seating chart is so gay!"

I literally had to bite down on my tounge to keep myself from lashing out on the popular jocks at my school. Like excuse you? Out of the unlimited adjectives (obviously you have even made some up), you choose GAY?! What the hell is wrong with you. Like, you need to sort out your life if you are throwing that word around as an insulting adjective. 

And before y'all come at me saying that I don't support gays or have something against them, I believe in same-sex couples and legalizing their marriage as much as the next person, despite me being a Christian (I guess that would make a cool post... what I do and do not believe it... kind of going with or against stereotypes). But I have nothing against the gay community, so hush.

I just thought this was an important post to share. I mean, next time I hear someone say that, I will go up and say something because it is offensive. Like, if your name was Drake, would you like me saying, "Oh my god this test was so Drake, I Draked up so badly." Yeah, no. So pick up a dictionary, and maybe increase your IQ by 50 points.

-E

Monday, January 21, 2013

Gun Control.

Monday: January 21, 2013 
As much controversy this topic brings, I do really want to touch on it because my mom and I were talking about it earlier today (more like I ease dropped on the last part of her conversation with a friend and I asked her about it). Her friend was supposedly saying that everyone should have the right to own any type of gun that they may please to. 

The past few days in AP Gov, we have talked (more like debated) about this topic. I believe that, sure we have the right to bear arms, but not the right to kill 30 people in two seconds. Why the hell would someone need an asualt riffle for protection? No, you do not. You honestly do not need anything aside from food, water, oxygen, and in my opinion, God. You don't need to go around shooting an automatic riffle to 'protect yourself'. Was the shooter in Conneticut protecting himself with a Bushmasater.223? Or how about the shooter in Colorado? Guns are not needed.

And before you come up with the bullshit that guns do not kill people, do you honestly hear what you are saying? I saw an image on tumblr that seriously summed up my whole idea: "I can't deal with this 'guns don't kill people' shit. Yarn doesn't make sweaters, but it's sure a FUCKING LOT EASIER IF YOU HAVE SOME YARN." 

That quote seriously sums it all up. So what I am saying is yes, guns do kill people, and I am for having a gun and all that, but not an assault riffle or anything of that matter... go get a shotgun. The founding fathers probably didn't even know that it was technologically sound to create weapons of the nature we have now. Let's have some common sense please. 

-E

  

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Anything Could Happen.

Sunday: January 20, 2013 
I would just like to point out the purpose of this post isn't to inform you of what is happening in my life right now; if it does, then great, but I am really doing this mainly to remember. I am allowed at least a few of these right? 

Moments of happiness are always fleeting away, so I write this one down in hopes to capture the aura it presents.

Today, Emily came over and we had genuine fun. We cleaned up my mounds of dishes, we sang the Cup Song from Pitch Perfect (which I totally crushed by the way!) and we made smoothies, not chunkies. We watched yet another strange Netflix film and we had a wonderful conversation with my mother. Chloe fled from us, nearly knocking down all of the dishes, scratched Emily in the process (help I've been shot!), and made my computer have an exorcism. None of these things are really out of the blue, but it was fun. Genuinely fun. We didn't have a worry in the world, or at least I didn't. 

And so I want to remember these times, and in desperation, I write them down. Because weeks, months, or years from now, as hard as life may get... memories never change.

-E  

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Finish Things.

Saturday: January 19, 2013 
I was browsing tumblr the other day and I found an image that really made me think. It stated: 

"Finish things. Just whatever it takes to finish, finish, and then get on with the next one. You will learn more from a glorious failure than you ever will from something you've never finished."

The quote really intrigued me and I thought it was inspiring, so I put it as my desktop background. Let me just say, having something inspirational as your desktop background is very helpful because you are constantly reading it. It really pushes you to live by it in some sense. 

At the time, I thought I didn't have anything to apply it to in my life, so I decided to just live by the saying until something did come up. And you may find this if you try it yourself, but the more your day goes on with that saying in the back of your mind, you find a lot of things to finish. 

The first thing I had to finish today was actually being calm. I am not medically diagnosed nor do I think I should be, but I get anxious easily. As previously stated, I recently joined my school's television broadcast group during first period. To receive an A in the class, you must get 15/15 points during each five week grading period. Working the show is one point and a clip (or video) is two points. I am maybe getting 10/15 points right now (we have a schedule for when we are to do the show), maybe less, by just working the show. The obvious fixture to the problem is to create some clips, but brainstorming relative, yet creative, ideas that the teacher will let us film/run, it near difficult. This is stressing me out beyond belief and I am second guessing my part in the team. I want to be there, but not if it stresses me out, but then again, I am not the type of person to just quit, especially when my reputation is on the line. So this three day weekend, I am breathing, and just going to deal with it when we come back to school on Tuesday because I can't do anything right now.

The second thing I realized I had to to finish today was my riding. I wasn't going to quit, so don't jump to conclusions, but living in a sport of criticism is difficult. And getting a new horse that I actually fit, where expectations are high, and I have to learn to re-correctly use my muscles and body weight doesn't help the fact. My new mount is used to open feilds and jumpers. He is naturally strong and naturally ridden in a different seat. The past few lessons with him could be summed up by disappointing. Not in him, but in myself. I began to think, what was I doing riding a horse that is like him, and what does that mean for my riding career if I can't get him around? Today, after riding him though, those thoughts were pushed back. I tried a new seat, and new style, and a new reward system. He totally became supple to it, and I can't help but feel proud. I didn't have to toy him around with leverage and out smarting him. I could get him to calm down and take the jump slow and relaxed by working with him. 

So looking back, I just wrote a crap load. And it probably doesn't make any sense. But I decided to show more of an un-professional side, I guess, to let everyone know, I am not 100% all the time. Heck- I am not 100% sure this makes sense or if I should post it, but I am going to finish this post by publishing it, because, well, "You will learn more from a glorious failure than you ever will from something you've never finished."

-E
**Sorry for any spelling typos or incorrect grammar**