Project L

So yeah. People are leaving this year. It's pretty crappy. That's why I'm proposing project L. This will be a compilation of cards, gifts, and that kind of thing for both bros who are leaving. If all goes according to plan, this will also include an awesome going away party. I'd like to kick this project off with a giant card for Le I'm making that we will all sign and give to him at the end of the year. Here's the text I plan to put inside, please give me edits or things you'd like to add, seeing as this is meant to be a letter from all of us. 10 points if you can read it without crying (my current score is 0).


I’m sure you’ll admit that we have all had some pretty great times together. And I’m also sure you’ll agree that none of us want you to go. It makes it harder to know that you will be about a thousand miles away. It’s impossible to deny the fact that we’re all going to miss you like crazy and that things just won’t be the same without you and your music, your sketchy jokes, your crush on Jack, your leg wounds, and your general charm and likeability. But we’ve got to accept the fact that soon, you will no longer be an immediate part of our everyday lives, and that soon, you’re just not going to be around anymore. Change of any kind is hard, but it’s even harder when you lose people you care about. Like it or not though, it’s part of life. Change is inevitable. That’s why we need to suck it up and give you our support. We’d like to wish you the best in your travels. We hope you’ll face everything that comes your way with optimism and courage. We hope that wherever you go you’ll find adventure and friendship, and we hope that you will always have a place where you feel a sense of love and belonging. Above all, however, we hope that you always remember to keep in touch, and that you come back and visit from time to time. Losing a person as wonderful and incredible as you isn’t going to be easy for us, and I’m sure none of this is easy for you, so I just want you to know that we’ll always be here for support and encouragement whenever you need it, and we’ll all be here if you just need a good laugh. Lewis, I hope you’ll never forget us, because we sure as hell are never going to forget you. Thanks for all the memories, good and bad. Things around here aren’t going to be the same without you.
With love, (signatures here)

Dear Bros of the Internet

Dear bros of the internet and irl,
It's me. Hi. I'm a girl. I use the internet. (It sure beats hanging out in the kitchen all the time) Heres something you might not want to hear. I know memes. This may be hard to understand, but using the internet as much as I do, (too much) it's kind of hard not too. And I'm not just talking about memebase or know your meme or whatever, I'm talking tumblr and reddit and all those other places where memes take shape. This means that I know memes pretty soon after they form and become popular. (maybe I even know them before you do) This being said, I would like to say PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE don't pretend like you own memes or the internet or the games you play. I realize knowing these things makes you seem cool, and when more people start knowing them, you seem less cool, but I have just as much right to use memes in my everyday life as you, or anyone else who has stumbled across the internet does. Please don't pretend like you invented or even introduced these memes, because you probably didn't. I don't mean to sound all high and mighty, or above you, because in the end we're all just losers who waste our time browsing the web for a laugh, so please don't pretend to be an internet wizard who is all knowing and always brings the lols that no one else is allowed to use because they are lame and are just repeating what you told them.
Love, me.

So yeah. That's my rant. I'm tired and bored and may end up regretting posting this. Just to make things clear, I don't actually feel that strongly about this or anyone I know, it's more of a based on a true story kinda thing.

Also, I have a confession to make. I am a brony. Well...a female brony. This is pretty hard to admit, but a brony is pretty much a bro who watches the kids show "my little pony: friendship is magic." Now, I know EXACTLY how this sounds, and that was my reaction when I first heard about the cult following of 20 year old men this show has gathered, but I watched one of the 22 minute videos that have been uploaded to youtube, and I instantly understood the hype. It's a cast of six incredibly well developed pony characters, a baby dragon, and a pegasus princess. The reason this show is amazing is because it's barely childish, and can truly be enjoyed by people older than age 8. It's funny and really adorably drawn and the stories are entertaining and surprisingly not very cheesy or kidish. It is a show that just makes you happy, because it's impossible to be sad or stressed or worried while watching it. If you don't believe me...here's another person describing the appeal, and a link to the first episode, which is not nececarily the best episode (For if you ever get really really really really bored.)
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Rejection

So yeah. No studio for me. Whatever. I can deal.
As much as I'd love to whine and complain about how I really wanted to get in, sob about how I'm so disappointed, and mope about how I guess my art skills aren't as good as I thought they were, I won't. I can't.
As I'm sure you all know, rejection hurts. It makes you reevaluate your skills, your talent, and your life. It makes you upset that you will be left alone to watch all your friends go while you sit out and watch them because they're all better than you. It makes you hate them, just a little, even though you know how RIDICULOUS that thought is because they deserve it and you should be happy for them, even though you can't help but feel jealous as they post their well-deserved happiness all over their facebook walls.
But I'm not here to cry and bitch and whine about how much my life sucks and how I hate my life, because I know this isn't the end of the world. I can be resilient and move on from this setback. I can take this lesson and learn from it. I can make it a goal to improve myself and my art. I can bounce back and get better and move forward. And best of all, I can take every single art class and later do seminar, which I will love.
Yes, I am disappointed and upset, but that will pass, and eventually I will come out of my rejection with all the positives in mind, and move towards becoming the best artist I can be.

Funny

Here's a poem I wrote just a few minutes ago when the inspiration hit
No, it's not for my English portfolio, and yes, this is a first draft. Critique is very welcome.

Funny
By me

I look funny when I wear a towel
After a shower
Wrapped over my chest
Held in place under my arms

I look funny when I dance at parties
Hips shaking awkwardly
Arms moving sporadically
To the beat of some song I hate

I look funny when I try to run
My short legs pushing me forward
My arms pumping with each step
My heart beating faster
And my destination doesn’t seem to get any closer

I look funny when I laugh
With my mouth open wide
My braces shining for all to see
My eyes squished by my raised cheeks

I look funny when I cry
Over a sad book or movie or memory
Tears streaking my face
My mouth blubbering uncontrollably
My eyes red and bloodshot

But I do these things anyway
Some bring me joy
Some offer me an escape
Some allow me to let go

Where would we be
If we never acted on what we felt?
Never spoke our minds
Never let go
Because we feared
What others
Would think of us

Who would we be
If our lives were ruled
By how we feel we look to others?

Maybe they are
Maybe they always have been.

Late and Can't Sleep

So I can't sleep. School starts tomorrow. I'm not looking forward to actually doing work, but I can't wait to see all my friends. Vacation has to had been great for everyone, and I know that any bitterness or grumpyness I have had has been smoothed out by rest and thinking. I wish school didn't have to start on a monday though, because it is the one day I have no frees, but I'm looking forward to afterschool when I can be with A and Z and whoever else happens to be hanging around. I've really missed everyone a lot. Also, sorry for being so grumpy in the past, and thanks for putting up with my occasional grumpy patches. That's really what friends do. They put up with all of each others crap, because they know they've certainly got crap of their own. That's how I see it anyway. Plus, with friends as amazing as the ones I have, putting up with the limited crap they put out is easy enough.
Lets see...
New phrase-"wheels"
It means you get around. Get it? You can say it to someone accusingly or use it to describe someone's behavior, like "he's got wheels." I can't wait to use it, but there's not gonna be too many chances knowing all you guys are pretty not wheely.
what else....
Music.
Phoenix and occasional Arcade fire.
Why am I not tired yet? I need to sleep now so I don't fall asleep tomorrow! Ok, after I publish this post, I'm going to shut my laptop and go to bed. Good night! See you tomorrow!

Obligatory Talk about Vacation Post

So yeah. Cruise. I had fun. When I wasn't feeling slightly seasick, I was eating good food and meeting new people (mostly canadians). When you meet new people, you get talking about your life in ways you don't really on a daily basis. You get a fresh start, which can be nice, or hard, but you also have to tell all about yourself, starting from like...the beginning. It took a while, but I eventually made some good friends. And one good friend. He was a 16 year old from Maine. He was also super smooth. Not the hottest guy around, but not butt-ugly. Like I said, he was smooth, and we spent time together and did some making out. (My advice-Don't use tongue. It's gross) I'm happy I got my first kiss, but I part of me kinda wishes I had been more thoughtful. I'm usually the super-rational thinker, but here I am, first-basing it (maybe more) with him, and I will never ever see him again. Maybe that's what motivated me. Nothing to deal with further down the road, just the here and now. Maybe what I did was harmless, just a one-time thing that's in the past. But maybe I should look at it and be more careful in the future. Not just go along with it because he shows interest. Not do complicated stuff that leads to emotional attachment when I'm not gonna be with him for the long run, or even see him again. So that's what I've been examining for the past week. Who I am, and how my actions reflect that. In the end though, I'm glad I got my first kiss. It means I can stop stressing out about it.

Questions:
1. Why did that kid "smoke" tea bags?
2. How did I lose weight on a cruise?
3. Is 5 earrings too many?
Also-You should watch "Prestige" if you ever get a chance. It's a great movie that's about two rival magicians. IT'S ABOUT MAGIC EVERYONE

Couple Metaphors

Today in the shower I was thinking about our lovely couples and how I would describe them in a metaphor. So here you go.
Z+J=Magnets placed opposite from each other on a table. As they got to know each other, they moved closer and closer together, until finally, after a little pushing, they clicked. And did magnet stuff.
L+T=A great vacation. At first when you arrive, you’re out of your element. You don’t know where to go or what to do because you’re afraid of getting lost. As time goes on, however, you grow to learn and explore the place and you start to know where your going. You learn lots about the place and every moment you spend walking around is incredible. The only issue is that as the vacation nears an end, you realise you’re going to have to leave, but you know you’ve been changed for the better because of your experience. Also, I like the idea of Teal as a couple name
L+H=Adorable. And you know it. (Also I couldn’t think of a good metaphor)
Everyone else-buncha people swirling around each other and going through life, focusing on their school and friends and family and looking forward to when they meet someone who likes them too, but until then just being awesome.
Ok...not perfect metaphors. But couples. Adorable, awesome couples.