Monday, August 30, 2010

Stress.

A year ago, if you had of asked me if I ever got stressed out I would have asked you to define that word, as it was foreign to me. I am still in a quite laid back mindset, but as I grow older I find that my mind is getting more and more jumbled, I do believe that I have hit puberty five years late. I have been increasingly emotional and worried about the little things that seem to always pile up, which ultimately becomes a downer. What doesn't help is the increasing demand our school system puts on us teens. Don't get me wrong, I believe that we have one of the best educational systems around, but it seems that every teacher is under the impression that their class is the only one that you are enrolled in, FALSE. Most teachers have lost a sense of empathy and stand by their strict regime no matter the emotional stress it causes to the youth. I know that this is not all intentional and that they are trying to "prepare us for the real world" but sometimes it can just get to be too much! As for myself I also have danceline which takes up every other spare ounce of time and adds additional stress. WOW.

On a happier note, I seem to be finding everything funny. Today, my AP Psychology teacher quite seriously read a story/ epic poem about some man who did something... but all I remember is this that he practically wrote a novel about the things his brain could remember, my favorite being "the face of his wife...when she was younger". I could not stop laughing and was consequently shushed and given the evil eye by my teacher! I am sorry but my juvenile sense of humor found that to be the most comical thing on this planet! Another high note of my day was that I was told by someone that I view as gorgeous that "you are so pretty... its just not fair, I am so jealous of you." I know that its vain or whatever but blah blah blah, when someone seriously tells you something like that it makes you happy. No matter how beautiful a person may be they will always be insecure and need constant reassurance. For me, looks are not that important for friends or a boyfriend. And I know that everyone says that they don't care about looks, they just want someone that will make them smile, but that is a load of crap. Most people that live here will always date a(n) average or above average looking white male. Its just a fact of Southern life that there are not many interracial couples, and I do not just mean whites with blacks. Most high school girls refuse to date Asians, Mexicans, Spanish, Indian, Arabian and any other ethnic group that does not have ties to Europe. However, one to always defy the norm, I openly admit that I harbor the greatest infatuation with Asians, it has become something that all of my friends accept and realize about me. I find almost every asian extremely appealing, no lie.

Shout out to Mallory Bishop for making me smile and liking my blog :D!

The End.

Sunday, August 22, 2010

let's get it on.

So, my current obsession is Marvin Gaye. Indeed, I have listened to "Let's Get It On" at least 6858638985729836592 times. I mean who doesn't love that song? It makes me feel all happy and fuzzy and then I just want to dance! A lot of people claim to not like songs from that era, but hey, "Let's Get It On" is so much more seductive than a rap song from today, its just fact. If you were trying to get to me, it would be so much smarter to play that then some song by Lil Wayne. Don't get me wrong, he's great too, but just not up to caliber with Mr. Gaye. In fact, for me everything in the past seems to be a million times more real, fun and sensual than things today. Today, a "sexy" girl is a stripper that is taking her top off, then, Marilyn Monroe could have a man on his knees spouting poetry with a single look. I mean, I believe in looking to the future and all, but I think we can take a good lesson from our predecessors.

hey, lets get it on.