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February 10, 2010
February 9, 2010
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dingbats and doodads.
Hey guys lets talk about Facebook for a minute. I woke up this morning, and being the slave to Bookface that I am, logged on before I even had my contacts in and by no fault of my near-blindness, I was completely disoriented.
…Okay I’m going to keep this rant short because once every 9 months, Facebook tweaks their layout, sending thousands into a panicky rage for 3 days and then we all get used to it and completely forget the pastbook that we so fervently held dear.
But what the eff, how is this homepage simplified? Know what’s really simple? Leaving stuff where it was. I’m tempted to break into Mark Zuckerberg’s house and hide his mail and move his toaster so Facebook learns not to fix what ain’t broke.
Also, to my surprise, I had a “Family Request”. Since when did the term, “Facebook official” spread to family!? ”Ugh, he family requested me, and its like, we live together, I have to see him at the dinner table every night, I don’t know if I want to be his sister on facebook, that’s a BIT personal.”
Anyway, if you’re wondering, Johnny is my 12 year old brother. Facebook official.
Now, just so you adequately regret clicking on this, I’m going to talk about soup for a while.
I like soup. But when I was making it today, I started thinking. I like to put so many crackers in my soup that it just turns in to sludge, with not a drop of broth left unsoaked. So…. do I really like soup?
Did you know peanut butter soup exists? I gag just thinking about this. Wet peanut butter is the grossest. Sometimes, when I think about making peanut butter cookies, I don’t because the dishes have to get wet afterward. And it looks like diarrhea:
okay, today’s thoughts were not worth a blog post, I’m going to end this now.
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February 8, 2010
February 7, 2010
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♥ or something.
It’s February 7th, exactly one week until Valentine’s Day, and while I usually ignore Valentine’s Day, today I’m busy ignoring the Super Bowl and a question from formspring has left my idle mind pondering the concept of love.
Someone asked when I think I’ll fall in love. I told her it may be never. An answer that may sound cynical to some, but if you approach it from a logical perspective it’s just… true.
People say that there’s one person out there for everybody, but let’s be real. Even if that were true, there would be people left alone. Anyone serving the Church, serving a lifetime sentence, anyone who’s gotten married to the wrong person, anyone who died young or died too young - if it were true that there was one person out there for them, they’ve just robbed someone else of their One. There is not someone out there for everyone. People are alone all the time. Some people aren’t looking for love and some people look in the wrong places their whole lives, and some people look in the right places and still never find it. That’s why love is so special. That’s why music exists and novels are written and pretty things are made. It’s elusive, and those who find it are lucky. The fools are the ones that let all their happiness ride on something that isn’t guaranteed.
Don’t misread me. I’m actually quite an idealist when it comes to love. I don’t believe in prenups. I never walk into a wedding thinking it will never last. I am a firm believer in the existence of love at first sight. And I believe that people can have a “One”. I believe that two people can meet and know, with even the marrow in their bones, that they will never love anyone else for as long as they live. But I don’t for a second assume that’s anything I’m entitled to or destined for.
And the idea doesn’t scare me. I’m an independent person, and I’ve never minded being single. I like to be alone.
I’m not trying to sound like a hard ass like so many single girls do around Valentine’s Day, it’s just the truth of the matter. Still, I’m no less vulnerable than anyone else. I’ve felt lonely. I’ve been heartsick, but never heartbroken. I’ve gone months pining for boys who have wanted nothing to do with me. I’ve fretted over what to wear and contemplated perfume and I’ve even doodled names in my notebooks. And even then, I’ve understood some things that not everyone grasps:
- He is not your One True Love if he doesn’t love you back. It never works that way. Save the title for someone who cares.
- It’s not always easy, but it should never be painfully difficult, either. Sometimes giving up is a good thing. The incredibly handsome love of your life could be staring at you while you make a scene arguing with your boyfriend over the facebook pictures of him and that skank.
- Just because the guy staring at you is incredibly handsome, it doesn’t mean he’s the love of your life.
- Serendipity, kismet, fate… sure they make a great love story, but the cosmos could also just be leading you to a great sandwich shop you never knew about, so don’t put all your eggs in that basket.
And lastly:
- Men are attracted to happy women, not women who listlessly wander about with a near-tactile desperation emanating from their very core. So don’t whine on Valentine’s Day. It’s not becoming of you.
I’ll end this diatribe with an anecdote that should give some insight to my stance on this subject.
When I was fifteen, I had my first boyfriend, and when Valentine’s Day rolled around, he turned to me just before the bell rang and said, “You’d better not expect a single fuckin’ thing from me on this bullshit holiday.” We were together for eight months after that. I didn’t have a Valentine that year, haven’t had one since, and learned never to count on having one either.
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(via ladyhydrangea)
I know it’s weird that I’m reblogging this, but you look SO much like my sister, I’m a little scared. Sarah, come look at this, come look at how much she looks like you.
Seriously, ignore my stupid face and look.
Also, I think she has that sweater.
February 6, 2010
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"People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered; Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; Be kind anyway. If you are successful you will win some false friends and true enemies; Succeed anyway. If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you; Be honest and frank anyway. What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight; Build anyway. If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous; Be happy anyway. The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow; Do good anyway. Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough; Give the world the best you’ve got anyway. You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God; It was never between you and them anyway."
- Mother Theresa (submitted by: badbot) (via quote-book)
