Friday, May 12, 2006

I *heart* good movies.

I just watched 'The Family Stone' last night. And I think it was a combination of having been in a bad mood for a week, and then being happy shortly after that, and the end-of-college-without-having-gotten-to-say-good-bye-to-most-of-the-people-I-knew-there-ness, and it just having been a tiring week, but I cried more at that movie than I have at all the other movies I've cried at combined. I cried at the happy parts! It was sooo rediculous! I do have to say, though, besides all the crying, that is one of my favorite movies now.

I've also decided that living here this summer won't be so bad. I like my family a lot, and I like my house a lot, and I LOVE my bed, and VOB is pretty dang cool, and I think that since I've spent a year at college, that I'm allowed to have changed, and it's ok if I don't attempt to hide how apparent that is. I'm going to do what I need to do, and that's all there is to it. And right now, that's getting rid of half my wardrobe, and watching 'The Family Stone'- again. *muah!*

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Oh Dear.

Ok, so I was just re-reading my very angry vent blog (what can I say, I like to proofread after the fact) and was slightly traumatized by the whole thing. It sounded like I was damning the whole world, and that is most certainly not what I meant to do. And I know that when I say "everyone", most of you realize that I do not actually mean "everyone", but usually only a few people (as in 1-4), but I should clarify that, as always, that is the case here. I'm an extremely stubborn person, so when I set expectations, make promises, or get a certain idea about people, I unfortunately stick with them, and that makes me easily shocked by the things that people do or how they change, as aware as I am that people are always changing, myself very much included. And, actually, for most people, my stubbornness is a really convenient thing, cuz if I viewed them in a good light originally, I always have viewed them that way and always will, as is the case with every single one of my friends, and most of the other people that I have met. And unfortunately for me, and the few people I dislike upon meeting, or after having had a few years of school with them, I'll never be able to get that certain idea out of my head. Its that "essence" of those very few that I'm afraid to return to, because I've become much more outspoken and less talented at pretending to be something that I'm not. I'm afraid of what I'll say, of how I'll act, and what will be said about me because of my behavior. I never wanted it to sound like I was separating "bad people" from "good", because I don't believe in that separation. I attempt everyday to avoid the term "good person", cuz I don't believe in the term- except maybe in reference to Jesus, lol- and I'm pretty certain "good" doesn't come from one person but from several. Everyone makes different choices, and those choices are rarely between good and bad, and making the "right" one depends entirely on the situation at hand. Things are never black and white. I openly admit that I resent people that make easy choices, because I so often choose the more difficult choice whether regardless of whether it is right or not, cuz I'm a stubborn ass. :) I just hate when people make choices that can despeartely harm them or someone else later in life. Its just been one of those years that seems like people are dying everywhere, regardless of how they lived earlier, and I just hate to see and hear about people not being able to live their life to the fullest later in life because of the choices they make early on. I know the "live fast, die young, leave a good looking corpse" thing is attractive, (i love that quote!) but chances are, when you die young, you're going to die from something that's not going to leave a good-looking corpse. That's all. And, since you probably all know the "choices" I'm talking about, I'll just come out and say that I never meant the people that just partied for fun on weekends, to relax, or whatever- (lol- i don't do relaxation well)- I meant the people that can get wasted everynight, and not realize that their liver hates them, or choose not to care, and get pissed at me cuz I don't drink, or people that chain smoke, and say, "everybody's got to die sometime" without thinking about the people besides them that their early death is going to affect, and just shake it off as if its nothing, who don't think how much more people prematurely on their death bed must have wanted to do with their lives. That's all. lol- I've said "That's all" like, four times already. Drinking just doesn't work for me, so I don't understand it. I can't afford the money, or the extra calories, my family has a history of alcoholism, and I'm a control freak that speaks my mind only when I'm crabby. All of those things = muy mal con alcohol. And I've known too many people that died of lung cancer to be tempted to smoke. My frustration is with my inabilty to understand why and my cowardice to doing something about it, not with people actually doing it. Lol- unless its breaking a promise, cuz I'll always take that very personally, but we won't get into that. Lol. I've gotten over it....almost. So, I hope that makes sense. It does in my brain. Lol. But, I've probably just misrepresented myself...AGAIN. Oh Dear.

Monday, May 08, 2006

Happy Procrastinatingness!

*Sigh* I feel so much better after having vented in my last blog. I'm really AM excited for Mexico, and even though I'll be the loser that hangs out with my host family and goes to church and museums instead of going out drinking every night, that will just be something that I get to remember that they don't. Hmpgh. I don't know how much I've talked about it, (probably a lot) but I'm going to tell more:
  • Cuernavaca in Spanish means "cow horn" but that's just because the Spaniards butchered the indigenous name for the city, meaning "City of Eternal Spring" *long happy sigh*.
  • Cuernavaca has a beautiful Cathedral as well as the Palace of Cortes (the ACTUAL Cortes! :O), which has lots of pre-hispanic artifacts and colonial pieces to look at.
  • And on the first weekend, I get to go climb the pyramid(s) of Teotihuacan, an Aztec*** ruin that was once the size of ancient Athens or Rome. hm. I should be a tour guide when I grow up!

***- everyone should read Elizabeth's comments in the, well, comments- they are quite enlightening, and I am quite wrong. lol.

I must also remember that I will be studying most of the time, but it will still be exciting!!! I'm living with 3 other girls, so it will be pretty easy to be safe and have a walking buddy to and from class (and salsa dancing!) Ooh! I should see if they have a dance studio or something.... alright, well, enough procrastinating... maybe.... I'll blog again shortly.

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Waaah!

Disclaimer (or something like one): I apologize from the beginning for the whining quality this post is going to have. I really do appreciate the fact that class is over (for a week)<---(see! its already started!) and that the weather is beautiful (down here) and that my roommate and friends here (that I won't see for 3.5 months) are wonderful and that I get to go to Mexico for nearly a month (for another semester's worth of school work).

Aaaaaaaahhhhhh! I don't WANT to go back yet, and the thing is, I can pretend like I'm all done with school and excited and shit, but I really do have another semester's worth of school work (that I HAVE to get in A in) coming at me. I just want to work, dance, and do 'Cabaret' (written with a very large question mark---?---) this summer and come back. I like it here, and though I DO miss my friends from home, so basically, all you guys, I've come so used to talking to you on the phone and getting to see you during breaks without having to see people from "C-town" *mini-cringe* I didn't care to see, and now, I'm going to get thrown back into the small town mindset, and I'm going to fit like a hmm... 'square' seems to be the wrong term here... like a hexagon in a circle- or several, for that matter, and its going to hurt, (SERiously- ;) ) and people will think I've "gotten weird" (aka open-minded) from being at the U and ahhhh!!!! I'm not ready for that. And I made GOOD friends, not just aquaintances with everyone cuz I HAD to, and I like them, and I won't get to see most of them next year either because of this wretchedly (wow, reading WAY to much Shakespeare) large campus. *sad face*

And I understand, even appreciate, social drinkers- there is nothing wrong with sitting down at the end of the day and having a beer or a glass of wine to relax- it's not bad for you, in fact its supposed to be GOOD for you- but WHY take it to a humiliating extreme? Why embarrass (hm, as I spell this wrong...?) themselves like that? I'm sorry, but unless you were born a lesbian, I'd rather not see your tongue down another girl's throat while horny, would-be-12 y.o.- boys-if-they-hadn't-been-born-18-years-ago look on. Ahhhh!!! What am I going to DO at home? I mean, seriously, I'll probably just keep to my few friends and family when I'm not working, cuz everyone else (most of whom I don't want to see) will just get together to get COMPLETELY wasted for lame "Reunion/Summer Break" bonfires, anyway. I'm sorry, and I know this makes me "weird" or a dork or "square" (or even "hexagonal" *gasp!*) or whatever you'd like to call it, but I'll take "Hamlet" at the Guthrie or the seeing the James Sewell Ballet or having discussions about religion and life and the future over drinking I-will-soon-have-no-liver-ade in someone's muddy, smells-like-ass backyard anyday. Sadly enough, the amount of alcohol drank each night per person probably costs as much as a ticket to the Guthrie or State theatres, anyway.

Alright, One Final Vent- everyone has their vices, but why does everyone insist on having the SAME ones??? And I KNOW this isn't the only reason, so don't feel the need to freak out on me in their defense, I realize a lot of people (or most) do whatever for their own enjoyment, regardless of how bad it is for them in the long run, but why to people feel they need to binge drink/do drugs/fuck everybody in order to rebel?- Seriously? I don't understand. Look at the statistics. They are simply making themselves JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE. Sorry, this is just a question that I feel I must be being somewhat closed-minded about, cuz I can't find an answer, so I'd appreciate any response. But yes, just thought I'd mention it.

All right, vent done. I love you. :D