Sharing a Bed with Someone

Taken from hopingfortheshore
There's nothing like it, not even a snuggle on a coach can be comparable to the warmth and belonging you feel while in the same bed with a person.  But it also makes you extremely spoiled and needy.  The first night might be all rainbows and roses because, hell, you have an extremely cute person hanging out in a bed with you.  But later you realize that you all of a sudden can't sleep without their arms around you.  You just want them to always be there in bed with you, even if it meas walking about an hour to get to your room.   But then they get uncomfortable because hugging someone all night is not exactly the most comfortable position.  And so you argue and then, oh no, they want to sleep in their own bed.  And that's when you have the awkward revelation that you need to retrain yourself to sleep on your own.


Semester, Take 4

Taken from dudasaback
I will prove everyone who is a professor or a teacher or any sort of academic like that, that I am smart.  That I can do as well as all those other kids.  I'm going to prove that from academic lows, I can reach unbelievable heights.  I will do better than everyone.  And that's a promise.


Walking In a Winter Slush-Land

Taken from 3vilkid
Your hands are freezing; their hands are freezing.  You can barely move you're so cold, but moving is the only way to keep warm.  The laughter and talking definitely help in the warmth department.  So does the huddling like penguins in a pond of puff jackets, wool scarves, and knit hats.  It was a nice way to spend a snowy day just meeting people and then packing.  Packing and packing and packing.  For tomorrow, I return to the great winter wonderland of upstate New York.


On Getting Hit

Taken from mandilush
Getting hit by a car is truly one of the scariest experiences ever.  I did not come out with any major injuries, my left arm is just sore from smacking the pavement with it and my leg hurts, but it is truly terrifying.  I never want to see a car moving that close to my face ever again.  I never want to have the wind hit out of my lungs.  I never want to cry in front of total strangers again.  I just don't want to be that scared ever again.  I know I should kind of be over it, but everyone I've told has been really worried.  I'm really worried too because that's something I never want to happen to me again.


The Hunger Games

My new year's resolution of reading 5 to 10 books has just completed round 1 of rounds 5 or 10.  I started with the The Hunger Games.

The book was very sad yet exciting, filling the post-apocalyptic setting that I tend to enjoy.  Though very fast-paced, the book has slower moments where we wait with our main character, Katniss Everdeen, and learn of her life at home and the moments that make her herself.  There was action, adventure, and a bit of romance.  I'm learning that I am enjoying books about girls in tough situations that they somehow overcome, with skill and/ or luck.  They aren't Mary Sues who have everything handed to them.  And that's the kind of strength that needs to be shown to little girls.  This book, though for young adults, has a strong dark side, a side of war that not many people have to witness or endure, where teenagers kill other teenagers for survival.  This story makes the horror a lot more structured, but spares us no details of the horrific sights Katniss endured while participating in the games and surviving.  I cannot wait to read the aftermath.


My Externship

Taken from makemestfu
Waking up every morning before the sun was up definitely did not motivate me to do anything, but I knew I had to be as alert as possible to get the most out of my externship. Spending even the three days at the hospital, I soon learned, was not for me.  Just paying attention to the types of details and the specifics of the details the doctors paid attention to...I would not be able to handle.  Not to say I'm dumb and cannot remember things, but I cannot handle the kinds of problems those children had.  So much sadness and so much pain, some of it I had not heard of before.  And then I realized, life at a hospital might be for me.  And that's okay.  Experiences and shadowings are to determine if I want to do something.  And knowing what you don't want is about as important as knowing what you do want.



Taken from f**kyeahrarity
I have never seen so many men and so much happiness in one place.  Everyone dressed up from head to toe in their pony gear and carried pony things.  Everyone was in such unison and very nice and open to each other.  And all the My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic cuteness, with Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, Apple Jack and Spike and all our very best pony friends; I don't think I've ever experienced anything like it.  I enjoyed the day with some of my new closest friends and we sang along and absorbed all the happiness.  One of the best times of my life this year so far.


Letter to Creepers at the Club

Taken from fakescenesandplasticmadedreams
Dear Creepers at the Club,

I really don't understand what goes through your heads sometimes.  Ok, most of the times.  Mostly because you seek out your prey, usually just standing there, looking for girls to eventually grind up.  The reason most girls find you generally unwelcome is because you come at us like sharks at a carcass.  You don't approach in a "fun" way, like dancing up to us or using your hands to point us out and shouting "yeah!"  You're not even dancing half the time!  You just sneak up behind us and BAM!  Suddenly our hips are in the rather firm grasp of your hands.  Please stop, especially if we tell you to.  What middle school or person never taught you that "no" means "no."  I get that most of us lady-folk like an aggressive man, but there's aggressive as in assertive and aggressive as in being pushy.  We like our space sometimes, or sometimes we just want to dance on our own.  If you respect this, maybe girls will dance with you.  But since your aggressive tactics push us away from you (literally), you might think we're bitches.  Well, some of us are.  But mostly, we just want our space.

Creeped-on Girl at the Club



Taken from lesbiancupcake
It infinitely manages to completely frustrate me when my mother acts as if she knows everything about weight loss and exercise.  If she did, why is she not the size two she seems to constantly nag me to be?  If she did, why is there no R.D. after her name?  If she did, why isn't she a professional fitness trainer?  Has she not considered that the reason for my constant bloating right now is caused by other things, one of which is rude to discuss with other people?  Is she aware of the fact that sitting there on the ground, doing crunches for hours, will NOT get me the results she so desires me to have?  And part of me wants it.  But it's the unhealthy part of me.  The part of me that wants to heavily restrict calories, not eat, work out without eating, consume nothing but celery and spinach, and other sick behaviors.  But the greater part likes me as I am.  I have achieved more in fitness than some of my skinny friends.  So I honestly do not see her deal, except for the fact that she might be projecting her insecure feelings onto me.


Starting On a Resolution

Taken from myheartishoney
I went outside of my house by myself while I didn't make plans to pick up some books I want to read.  I made a list beforehand.  And today, I sat down and started reading one of them.  And I think I'll continue reading it because it is that good so far.  Also, the movie looks incredible.  So there is added motivation to the goal of completing between 5 and 10 books in one year.  I can do it!  I just need to sit down, relax, and do it.


New Year's Resolution 2012 (N.a.P.)

So, as usual, I make resolutions every year mostly based on the mistakes I make the year before.  Though 2011 was fairly difficult, I achieved most of my goals and so now, naturally, it's time to make new ones.  Here they are!
  • Weigh 135 pounds by December 31st, 2012
  • Maintain my closes friendships
  • Bring my protein intake down to 25% (I was going to shoot for 10%-15%, but baby steps)
  • Increase my intake of fruits and vegetables
  • Bake everything in Babycakes by the end of 2012 (and blog about it)
  • Post 3 looks a week on lookbook.nu
  • Actually maintain my music tumblr
  • Read 5 to 10 books
What are your resolutions?