Absolute Wannabe

I haven't really been able to think of anything to write for a few weeks, but I'm feeling productive and hyped up on caffeine, so I'm going to see where this goes. Hmmm...let's see...what have I done recently??? OOOO!!! I ate some War Heads today, that's interesting right?? HEY!! I thought it was!! OOOO!!! I've got a good one! I recently started reading Carrie Fisher's new book Shockaholic . I have read Wishful Drinking  and loved it, mostly because I'm narcissistic enough to think that our sense of humor is very similar. Her story covers every aspect of Hollywood and fame, and her story is CRAZY. Maybe that's why she's crazy... nah, that's not it. Even though she has far worse problems than I ever will (knock on wood), I do relate. Mostly because I am the kind of person who at least tries to turn problems into something funny. Nine times out of ten I fail, but that one time keeps me going. My sense of humor is weird and kind of scary at ti...

Recently, I went to Walmart. Now I understand that this is probably not a great opening statement, but trust me, ladies and gentlemen, it gets better. Better sentence: this is a big deal because up until that moment, I was afraid of Walmart. Crazy, right? I was afraid of Walmart because I was getting scared and/or trampled. I had only been to Walmart a handful of times and usually, I got lost, but not trampled. The trampling fear comes from those scary stories that come about after or during Black Friday about people who die because they fall and are trampled, when all they came for was the Malibu Snowshoe Princess Dream Castle Barbie and Ken set. THAT MAKES ME SCARED TO THE POINT WHERE I FEEL THE NEED TO WRITE IN ALL CAPS. Anyway, this Walmart trip, I got neither lost or trampled and also found a plethora of different junk foods. Even though it still gives me a little bit of anxiety, I am no longer completely frightened, and may even go back in the near future. As I explained to a f...

Today, I had an off day from school due to parent teacher conferences, so my brother and I decided to go join my mom for lunch at one of our favorite places around town (I've been going there to eat since I was 18 months old. Yeah, I'm dedicated.). As some of you may or may not know, I am a tad bit clumsy. As in, one time I was standing on a folding chair and it folded, caught my legs, took me to the ground with it and exposed my underwear to about fifty people. Yep, that kind of clumsy. Some of you may also know that I get this from my mom, who is so clumsy that her friends used to count how many times she fell down the stairs in high school. Today, mother dear showed off some of her good old fashioned awkward. First, she asked the waitress for a straw, only to find out that they had been placed right in front of her. Then, when we got our food the waitress asked the traditional "How is everything tasting?", to which mother replied, "Good, how about you?"...

"Calling somebody else fat won't make you  any  skinnier. Calling somebody else stupid doesn't make you any smarter. And ruining Regina George's life definitely didn't make me any happier. All you can do in life is try to solve the problem in front of you"- Cady Heron (Lindsay Lohan) Mean Girls Everyone who knows me knows that I love Tina Fey (I dedicated a post to her on the week of her birthday). While sitting in class today, I remembered this line from Mean Girls , which she wrote and is in my opinion one of the greatest high school movies of all time (and I love high school movies). It's such a wise film, and I think this line sums it up. I wish I remembered it more often. Lately, I've not been very nice to the people I care about. That's always been a part of my problem. I've always been selfish and uppity and more often than not I forget to hold my tongue. I make fun of people constantly, and while I mean it to be lighthearted, it gets...

So, I have recently been thinking about deleting my Facebook account. Why? Because I don't really like that my "social life" gets a program updated every four days, I don't post anything, and don't really care about what other people post. It's nothing personal, I just don't particularly think reading "bad mood" or "cereal"  is a fantastic use of my time when I could be reading books or articles about cats. Just kidding. I don't really like cats. Anyway, after thinking it over and deciding that I was going to delete my account this weekend, I came across this: http://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/b014qsws/Afternoon_Reading_Face_It_The_Deletion/ For those of you who are reading this later or maybe don't want to click on this link, it is a story written and narrated by Laura Dockrill about how she deleted her account and then her computer started talking to her. Fiction, of course. But,  the story still managed to spark a fear ...

As I mentioned in an earlier post, I recently joined the speech team at my school. Now, I know what you're thinking, non-existent readers, She's a choir nerd, an academic geek, an AV nerd, and now a speech geek, too???  Yes, yes I am. On a similar note, I think I'm switching back to glasses. Anyway, I competed for the first time this past weekend and learned a lot. Whoopee. I just thought I'd share some of my knowledge with you: 1. Don't judge the kid who wears a backpack, a bow tie, and square glasses. He's REALLY GOOD. He will make semifinals. He will beat you and then tell you how awesome you are. And then you will feel awesome and cheer him on when he beats you. Weird, huh? 2. Just like the weird kid who doesn't talk may be really nice, the kid who is nice in the beginning may be really competitive. He will stare at you and try to throw you off!! And it might work!!! Then he'll beat you...badly...and you will be angry. 3. Karma may or may not b...

I've wanted to write about the goddess known as Marina and the Diamonds for some time, and now, with my building frustration with all of the people around me who've never heard of her, I'm going to do it. I came across Marina and the Diamonds (just one woman, the half-Welsh, half-Greek Marina Diamandis) while reading a Clare Maguire interview. The fabulous Miss Maguire was explaining that instead of a rivalry between her fellow female musicians, she was, in fact, friends with Ellie Goulding, Paloma Faith, and Marina. Curious as to who she was, I typed her name into the YouTube search bar, finding this little jewel: I was SHOCKED!!!!! Why would anyone want to diss Hollywood, let alone America, so musically??? It took me a while before I decided to listen to it again, and when I did, I realized how brilliant it was. I went out and bought the album, entitled The Family Jewels, and loved every unusual bit of every song. She says that she writes by playing and deciding what soun...