Why I Despise Labels and 100 Hearts

Tonight I'm writing about something that's a little bit more serious, however, since I don't do "serious" well, this will just have to be a typical sounding post on a topic that I feel strongly about.  And that's labels.  I'm not exactly sure where my loathing for labels originated, but all I can tell you is that I honestly do not like them.  I think the first reason I don't like them is that I feel that they create certain expectations.  For example, if one is labeled as "super smart", then suddenly everyone expects them to get good grades and go to an elite college.  If that's not what they want to do, then they let everyone down.  They're labeled as arrogant, unprepared, and people say you they're throwing their life and opportunities away.  And to me, that doesn't seem fair, or desirable.  This can apply to every single label too- once one is labeled, society tries to take away their freedom to act individually and independently.  Once you've becomes labeled, there's an expectation and pressure to act or look a certain way.
The other reason I don't like labels is that they go hand in hand with stereotypical, cookie cutter ideals.  Labels take away your freedom to choose to do what you want.  It's like a multiple choice question, only there can never be enough options.  Take religion or politics for example.  I don't consider myself religious, but I'm not atheist either, although I follow certain Buddhist ideologies.  But when people ask me about my religion, I don't really have a ready made answer.  And when it comes to politics, I tend to be liberal, but at the same time I don't always agree with democrats.  I'm not independent, and I'm not communist, but I'm not anti-commie either.  Which is why I typically try to say, with both religion and politics, that I'm non-conformist.  And that's an answer I can accept.  In fact, being non-comformist basically sums up the motto of my life.  I believe in being unique, and independent, and being an individual!  So that's my life and explanation, and reason for frustration with labels.  For an excellent book, and one that addresses labels, read The Acorn People by Ron Jones.  Thank you loves!


And before I conclude this post, I must say I am feeling like an accomplished blogger!  100 posts as of this one, YEAH!!!!!  Thank you darlings who read :)      

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Make It Stop- Rise Against
Smelyalata- Never Shout Never
Don't Bother Me- The Beatles
Never Grow Up- Taylor Swift
Alone, Together- The Strokes
Details In The Fabric- Jason Mraz
Wednesday- Tori Amos

Spreading the Music Fun!

Alright guys!  So, here I was, reading my bestie's blog, and I'm checking out her post on fun iPod games!  And, like she couldn't resist, I couldn't resist either, so I'mma play this game!


Here are the rules:1. Open your music library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc.).
2. Put it on shuffle.
3. Press play.
4. For every question, type the song that's playing.
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button.
6. Don't lie and try to pretend your cool...because none of us are

• Waking Up: Hanging On- Active Child
• First Day At School: What Is And What Never Should Be- Led Zeppelin
• Falling In Love: Keep Holding On- Avril Lavigne (inspirational)
• Fight Song: China Girl- David Bowie
• Breaking Up: Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair (hahahahaha)
• Prom: Two Hearts Beat As One- U2
• Life: I Want You So Bad I Can't Breathe- OK Go
• Mental Breakdown: Hey Tonight
• Driving: Kryptonite- 3 Doors Down
• Flashback: Little Child- The Beatles
• Wedding: In Between Days- The Cure 
• Losing your virginity: Suffragette City- David Bowie
• Birth Of Child: Sun King- The Beatles
• Final Battle: Lady Jane- The Rolling Stones (okay, this is a sucky battle song :P)
• Death Scene: Car Jamming- The Clash
• Funeral Song: Empty Garden- Elton John (ehhhh.. not too bad)
• End Credits: Tumbling Dice- Rolling Stones

Yeaaaah.... I'mma have to agree with Miss Julia, this game does NOT create very create life playlists.  But oh well, it's still fun and silliness to enjoy!  So hey, copy and paste, and have fun!

DYEing Hair!

There comes a point in one's life when they feel the need to do something crazy, something spontaneous.  For some, it's drugs.  Others go cliff jumping.  Me?  I dyed my hair red.  However, all things must pass, and since I am a spontaneous person, I really didn't want to have red hair for too long.  So I decided to kill it after a month.  I bought me some dye-molecule expanding shtuff, glob bed it on my hair, took a shower, and my hair turned yellow.  

No, it's not as horrifying as it sounds.  Yes, my hair is no longer red.  No, it's not quite back to it's natural colour.  Yes, if I had to assign it a colour, I would say it's yellow.  But it's cool.  Anyways, I love my hair, and I can't wait to be my true blondie self again!

And while I'm at it, have a fantastic day, I love you, Happy Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, Christmas, and have a wonderful season!

HEY!

HEY!  Hey YOU!  Wanna see something funny???  Wanna see something awesome??? Well, what are you waiting for?!? Check this out!

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Alright guys.  Just saying, I thought that was pretty hilarious--- The looks on the people's faces!!!  At first, I was like "whaaa?" and then I was like "ohhh, haha... wait...."  and then it was just pure entertainment.  Gooood times!

Secondly.  I LOVE hot pockets.  Okay, so they're not really called hot pockets.  But I don't know what they're called, so I'm going to call them hot pockets.  You know, those things, that come in little bags, and you shake them up, and then they magically start heating??  Those things!  Because let's just say, after a long evening of Christmas carolling to songs you hardly know the words to in the frigid Reno air, and crazy Wii dancing and such, those little suckers become your best friends.  I still have two in my pocket, and this is two hours later, hahaha.

GOOD NIGHT PEOPLE, I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!!

Quite Adorable!

Well this is a cute little piece I stumbled upon whilst browsing the Internet!  Enjoy!


***Guy's point of view***
You might agree with it, but
when it actually happens 99% of girls don't realize it 'til it is too late
and that guy who did it is so frustrated that he has moved on to someone who
will take notice.

From a guys point of view:

We don't care if you talk to other guys.

We don't care if you're friends with other guys.

But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room

and you jump up and tackle him without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off.

It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without

even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.

We don't care if a guy calls you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned.

Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't wait till he morning.

Also, when we tell you you're pretty/beautiful/gorgeous/cute/ stunning, we 
freaking mean it.

Don't tell us we're wrong.  We'll stop trying to convince you.

The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.

Yeah, you can quote me.

Don't be mad when we hold the door open.

Take advantage of the mood I'm in.

LET US PAY FOR YOU! DON'T 'FEEL BAD'
We enjoy doing it.

It's expected.

Smile and say 'thank you.'

Kiss us when no one's watching.

If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.

You don't have to get dressed up for us.

If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need 


to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you 
own.

We like you for WHO you are and not WHAT you are.

Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's.

Or my t-shirt and boxers, not all dolled up.

Don't take everything we say seriously.

Sarcasm is a beautiful thing.

See the beauty in it.

Don't get angry easily.

Stop using magazines/media as your bible.

Don't talk about how hott Morris Chesnutt, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is
in front of us.

It's boring, and we don't care.

You have girlfriends for that.

Whatever happened to the word 'handsome'/'beautiful'.

I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with 'Hey handsome!' instead of 
'Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy' or whatever else you can think of.

On the other hand I'm not sayin I wouldn't like it ether.

Girls: I cannot stress this enough: IF YOU AREN'T BEING TREATED RIGHT BY A 
GUY, DON'T WAIT FOR HIM TO CHANGE. DITCH HIS SORRY 
DISGRACE-TO-THE-MALE-POPULATION AND FIND SOMEONE WHO WILL TREAT YOU 
WITH UTTER RESPECT

Someone who will honor your morals.

Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.

Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.

Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.

Someone who will stop what theyre doing just to look you in the eyes....and 
say 'I love you' ..........AND ACTUALLY MEAN IT!

*****Give the nice guys a chance*****

Holdin Hands- 
Girls : If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a 
couple of times. Guys : Grab it if it happens more than once.

Cuddling- 
Girls : When you want to cuddle with him, tell him you're cold. 
Guys : Automatically move closer to her.

Movies- 
Girls : During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your 
head on his shoulder Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her.

Loving each other- 
Guys : When she tells you she loves you, look deep into 
her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her too... And 
mean it.

Laying below the stars- 
Girls : When you're both laying under the stars, 
put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady 
heart beat Guys : Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers. Now.




Well, I thought that was positively adorable.  Hope you liked it!

My My

Okay, so I realise it has been 14 days since my last post.  And now, it's excuse time.

I'm am SO. TIRED.

I have a lot of homework.

What little time I have in which I'm not sleeping or doing homework is spent as social time.

I'M TIRED.

I am a terrible procrastinator.

Family time, and trying to spend less time on the computer!

Facebook.

I AM SO FREAKING TIRED.



Alright.  I'm done.  So today, I'mma talk about texting.  I hate texting.  Just so you know.  It's emotionless, and pointless, and no where near as great as talking face to face.  Heck, even phone calls trump texting.  However-- still, no matter how much I voice my loathing of typed talk, if I'm texting that one special person, I can't help but have a mini-spaz attack, scrambling for my keyboard whenever I receive a text.  Pathetic, I realise.  Moving on, another thing that annoys me about texting is when people are bad at it.  I just hate it when I'm conversing with someone, and shoot off some text only to get a reply such as "lol" or "haha yeah" or "nm".  Typically, I don't respond to texts such as those.  What is there to respond to?  The annoying thing though, is when you end up replying "haha yeah" right on back, hoping to end the conversation, and they text back again!!!  It's like, listen- I know you wanna talk to me, but please be more interesting.  Ahhhhhhhhh!  What are your thoughts on texting?


Sweet Dispostition
Temper Trap

Well...

First things first:  I spent about thirty minutes composing a beautifully long, endless paragraph all about myself.  It was basically every random thing I could think of that had to do with my identity as a person jam packed into a Note on Facebook.  Then my computer jammed up, had a hyperventilation/asthma attack, and I lost everything.  So I wrote a new Note, this one specifically about the one thing that's been on my mind and been frustrating me recently.  Love.  I've decided to put it here as well, for my beloved blog readers. And maybe, just maybe, I'll retype my "Me" in a long paragraph bomb, if I get around to it.

I am a total crazy obsessive mess. I am naive, and vulnerable, and afraid of falling and geting hurt. I absolutely hate texting, because you can try as hard as you would like, but texting will never compare to a face to face conversation. Real conversations require emotions, and feelings, and sincerity. It's too easy to misinterpret electronic words, and I have an awful tendency to overthink things and fill my head with doubts. Despite all that, when I'm texting that certain person, the second my phone buzzes I have a mini seizure, hurrying to grab it and find out what they've said. Whenever I see them my face illuminates with a smile, and I forget my fears. But alone with myself I tell myself it'll never happen, and I'm being too optimistic. I am normally an incredibly positive person, but for some reason, when it comes to love, I completely fall apart. I have only initiated the first hug with a guy once in my entire history of ever. It's pathetic, and lame, because even though I love being spontaneous and outgoing, I am really truly very shy. I hate waiting, but I won't ever do anything about that, because I'm afraid of appearing too forward, and for that reason I think I've missed out on multiple pontential friendships, something I regret. I'm skeptical, and doubtful, but that being said I can get swept off my feet very easily. I love a guy who is a gentleman, but at the same time I'm too afraid to trust and let my walls come down. I need someone who isn't afraid to do what they want, is outgoing and crazy, and isn't afraid to take a chance, because all of those things scare me, and they''re things I wish I was myself. I confuse myself- a lot- and rely on hour long convesations on the phone with my therapist and best friend to get me through these crazy times. And then, after all is said and done, I write myself a very long paragraph with too much information that no one needs to know or care about. But I don't mind, because this is how I organize my thoughts. It's a mini letter to myself, just to let me know that as insane as I am, there's at least one person who kinda gets it. And that's me. If you actually read this, you're probably more convinced than ever that I am mentally insane... If you know me I guess it'll be easier to understand.


And that's that.  I know, I'm insane.  But hopefully I'm not alone, hah.
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