Today has been a day of ideas, new directions, decisions. A day to reflect and move forward. Well I've been doing all this minus moving forward for about 5 hours now. I really think I need a life map. And I need to force myself to never stray from it. This map will tell me what I should focusing on at that point, than it will give me my goal for the next day, thus creating steps between to get to the next focus.
Now I'm not stupid, I don't necessarily need the steps written, just basic goals. I'll put it together after that. Kind of like a flow chart, scratch the map idea. I like that. I think my problem is that my mind is restless. Another terrible Geminian trait. I just want to move on before anything ever gets accomplished. I feel like I spend everyday analyzing myself and everyone around me. I love that about myself. I want to make it part of whatever career direction I decide to take.
Today I saved a praying mantis from getting run over, and now he's my new friend.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
UGHHH!!!!
I'm so angry... I'm furious. I need to vent, to cry, to scream. I need to beat some one into a bloody pulp. I need to be a serial killer. I need to...not care anymore. The only positive aspect of this rage: a creative boost. That reminded me of WoW(World of Warcraft) for a brief second. Aspect...only one aspect active at a time. It's a rule...in WoW, and apparently in my life. Rage is the only thing that can show through, why can't I add another one? What's the problem? Why can't one person be so multifaceted as to throw together two aspects at one time. Okay, I'll take rage how about logic. Logic would overcome rage, thus leading to a final Problem-Solving aspect. Which in itself would just be like having a problem-solving aspect pop-up by itself.
Whatever.
I'm so finished with whatever i was trying to say.
So, what am i trying to say.
Does anyone really ever look at this?...Or care. I remember when someone did. When someone did care about my words and ideas.
Whatever.
I'm so finished with whatever i was trying to say.
So, what am i trying to say.
Does anyone really ever look at this?...Or care. I remember when someone did. When someone did care about my words and ideas.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
All that matters...
It almost seems that I'm going into writing this with a somewhat paranoid perception. Why should I care who reads this. Why do I even think anyone will? I guess I'll lean more towards, "no one cares" for all intensive blog writing purposes...
I've been keeping a journal more written lately.
That's not normal for my scattered mind, but it helps the focus of my life. Maybe.
I'm not sure what i was intending on writing on this.
I think this is me turning my personal blog into a blog with all my serious thoughts and theories. I wish that one day everyone could read what I have to say about life and the connections to us and everything else. I think I'll start a new blog based about that. Make a new layout screen, try and get some readers, some suggestions.
I'm thinking about just making a website, seems more professional and could turn into something serious. We'll see what happens.
As for this... I'll use it to organize thoughts.
Until we meet again,
Farewell.
I've been keeping a journal more written lately.
That's not normal for my scattered mind, but it helps the focus of my life. Maybe.
I'm not sure what i was intending on writing on this.
I think this is me turning my personal blog into a blog with all my serious thoughts and theories. I wish that one day everyone could read what I have to say about life and the connections to us and everything else. I think I'll start a new blog based about that. Make a new layout screen, try and get some readers, some suggestions.
I'm thinking about just making a website, seems more professional and could turn into something serious. We'll see what happens.
As for this... I'll use it to organize thoughts.
Until we meet again,
Farewell.
Monday, June 22, 2009
About me
Most websites that you register for, weather it be Myspace, Facebook, Forums, etc... you're asked to fill out an about me section, or a profile of some sort describing how you want other people to feel about you. Normally people give a quick synopsis including: "I like to do this, I hate that, I want to meet my soul mate, ...tall, dark and handsome..."blah...blah...blah. The whole idea behind an "About Me" section is to honestly depict yourself to the public, in a way that gives them an idea of who you are, what you are about, your values, your methods, so they can have an idea if they might connect with you.
So why cheat your public eyes? Wouldn't the idea to be completely honest so that a connection will be as accurate as possible? Why do people feel it's necessary to inflate themselves so much? To shield their real selves with the self- absorbed wall?
I'm not going to lie, I do it to. The positive, attractive parts of my self are far more interesting than the negative, but it's a complete waste of time if your worst can't be tolerated by your viewers. Therefore wasting a lot of time on both parts. I tend to mention how well I get along with people, how positive I am in the worst situations, how I see the best in the worst people, whoo I seem amazing. But in reality It's bullshit. I mean I am all of those things, but there's so very much more to me. So many complexities that could be a total turn off for some.
So now I've ranted about vague, self-absorbed about me sections, and now I will write my real, raw, down and dirty "about me section: Raw Me....at:
Hi. My names Britney. I'm insecure. I love people, I always take the time to find out the good qualities, with that being said, I am impatient and if your true colors don't shine bright pretty soon i'll forget you even existed. I get bored with the same routine. I can't stand or sit for too long. I love sex, if it's good. I will never admit i need help, and if you try to help me i'll be very offended. I like meeting new people. I have lots of numbers in my cell phone that i don't even know. I have recently found a self control pattern. I am a vegitarian and a non smoker. I enjoy doing anything. But I can't stand when people are indicisive. I am critically honest. I change moods and you should probably fuck off when that happens. I will never betray my best friends. Not for anyone, they have earned their place in my heart. I will tell you upfront how i feel. you must be able to handle constructive citicism.. very rarley recieving apreciative feeback. I'm happy and enjoy my life. I get irritable and you'll know when it happens. OKay yeah... theres only so much you can get from a profile. You'll never know me till you ask.
Blah... blah... blah...there so much more i could add but I'm lazy so yeah.
More people would meet people that they are compatible with if they'd get off there high horse and be honest. I love everything about me and am proud to be an extroverted, vain bitch.
So why cheat your public eyes? Wouldn't the idea to be completely honest so that a connection will be as accurate as possible? Why do people feel it's necessary to inflate themselves so much? To shield their real selves with the self- absorbed wall?
I'm not going to lie, I do it to. The positive, attractive parts of my self are far more interesting than the negative, but it's a complete waste of time if your worst can't be tolerated by your viewers. Therefore wasting a lot of time on both parts. I tend to mention how well I get along with people, how positive I am in the worst situations, how I see the best in the worst people, whoo I seem amazing. But in reality It's bullshit. I mean I am all of those things, but there's so very much more to me. So many complexities that could be a total turn off for some.
So now I've ranted about vague, self-absorbed about me sections, and now I will write my real, raw, down and dirty "about me section: Raw Me....at:
Hi. My names Britney. I'm insecure. I love people, I always take the time to find out the good qualities, with that being said, I am impatient and if your true colors don't shine bright pretty soon i'll forget you even existed. I get bored with the same routine. I can't stand or sit for too long. I love sex, if it's good. I will never admit i need help, and if you try to help me i'll be very offended. I like meeting new people. I have lots of numbers in my cell phone that i don't even know. I have recently found a self control pattern. I am a vegitarian and a non smoker. I enjoy doing anything. But I can't stand when people are indicisive. I am critically honest. I change moods and you should probably fuck off when that happens. I will never betray my best friends. Not for anyone, they have earned their place in my heart. I will tell you upfront how i feel. you must be able to handle constructive citicism.. very rarley recieving apreciative feeback. I'm happy and enjoy my life. I get irritable and you'll know when it happens. OKay yeah... theres only so much you can get from a profile. You'll never know me till you ask.
Blah... blah... blah...there so much more i could add but I'm lazy so yeah.
More people would meet people that they are compatible with if they'd get off there high horse and be honest. I love everything about me and am proud to be an extroverted, vain bitch.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
I <3 Lily Allen
It's Not Fair Lyrics
oh he treats me with respect he says he loves me all the time
he calls me fifteen times a day he likes to make sure that I'm fine
you know I've never met a man whose made me feel quite so secure
hes not like all them other boys they're all so dumb and immature
there's just one thing that's getting in the way
when we go up to bed you're just not good it's such a shame
I look into your eyes I want to get to know you
and then you make this noise and its apparent it's all over
it's not fair and I think your really mean
I think your really mean
yes I think your really mean
oh your supposed to care but you never make me scream
you never make me scream
oh it's not fair and it's really not ok
it's really not ok
it's really not ok
oh your supposed to care but all you do is take
all you do is take
well I lie here in the wet patch in the middle of the bed
I'm feeling pretty damn hard done by, I spent ages giving head
then I remember all the nice things that you've ever said to me
maybe I'm just overreacting, maybe your the one for me
there's just one thing that's getting in the way
when we go up to bed you're just not good it's such a shame
I look into your eyes I want to get to know you
and then you make this noise and its apparent it's all over
it's not fair and I think your really mean
I think your really mean
yes I think your really mean
oh your supposed to care but you never make me scream
you never make me scream
oh it's not fair and it's really not ok
it's really not ok
it's really not ok
oh your supposed to care but all you do is take
all you do is take
there's just one thing that's getting in the way
when we go up to bed you're just not good it's such a shame
I look into your eyes I want to get to know you
and then you make this noise and its apparent it's all over
it's not fair and I think your really mean
I think your really mean
yes I think your really mean
oh your supposed to care but you never make me scream
you never make me scream
oh it's not fair and it's really not ok
it's really not ok
it's really not ok
oh your supposed to care but all you do is take
all you do is take
oh he treats me with respect he says he loves me all the time
he calls me fifteen times a day he likes to make sure that I'm fine
you know I've never met a man whose made me feel quite so secure
hes not like all them other boys they're all so dumb and immature
there's just one thing that's getting in the way
when we go up to bed you're just not good it's such a shame
I look into your eyes I want to get to know you
and then you make this noise and its apparent it's all over
it's not fair and I think your really mean
I think your really mean
yes I think your really mean
oh your supposed to care but you never make me scream
you never make me scream
oh it's not fair and it's really not ok
it's really not ok
it's really not ok
oh your supposed to care but all you do is take
all you do is take
well I lie here in the wet patch in the middle of the bed
I'm feeling pretty damn hard done by, I spent ages giving head
then I remember all the nice things that you've ever said to me
maybe I'm just overreacting, maybe your the one for me
there's just one thing that's getting in the way
when we go up to bed you're just not good it's such a shame
I look into your eyes I want to get to know you
and then you make this noise and its apparent it's all over
it's not fair and I think your really mean
I think your really mean
yes I think your really mean
oh your supposed to care but you never make me scream
you never make me scream
oh it's not fair and it's really not ok
it's really not ok
it's really not ok
oh your supposed to care but all you do is take
all you do is take
there's just one thing that's getting in the way
when we go up to bed you're just not good it's such a shame
I look into your eyes I want to get to know you
and then you make this noise and its apparent it's all over
it's not fair and I think your really mean
I think your really mean
yes I think your really mean
oh your supposed to care but you never make me scream
you never make me scream
oh it's not fair and it's really not ok
it's really not ok
it's really not ok
oh your supposed to care but all you do is take
all you do is take
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