Trying to be a fashionista

This was my outfit today…

Until I really looked at myself in the mirror, got annoyed, and threw on a t-shirt that reads “I’m not dead yet” instead. I’ve been into fashion lately. Following blogs. Trying different make-up. Messing with complicated hair styles. I probably spent an extra hour in front of the mirror today doing my make-up which was eh, okay. Anyway, once I put the outfit on I suddenly felt like I was trying too hard, regardless of my sudden obsession with looking good. Now, I just resemble a hoodlum with dark circles around her tired and irritated eyes. Oh, and the braid in my hair. That was probably the only good thing about my attempted fashionista facade.

I hate titling my posts.

I am severely ashamed of how little I write seeing as I want to one day be a novelist. Today was the first day in MONTHS that I’ve sat down to write more of the book I’m writing. I haven’t been writing short stories, letters, hardly blogging… I mean, how can I make a living out of writing when I don’t make it my number one priority?!

Can I make a living out of writing if I don’t practice it every day? Should I go for something else? I HATE NOT KNOWING WHAT TO DO!

ATTENTION BARNES AND NOBLE, YOU NEED ME

Guys, I want a job at Barnes and Noble. I don’t want to apply to anywhere else, because I want to get a job there so bad. I applied for the summer but they weren’t hiring, but I also applied at the one next to my school so maybe I could work there during the school year! But probably not ’cause luck never runs on my side…

I just want to be surrounding by the books I love. It’s like being surrounded by the characters who I know so much about. The stories. Their stories. The authors. It’s where  I belong. Maybe they’ll read this blog post and realize how much they need me… maybe.

I think it’s safe to say I’ve been pretty scarce lately. Honestly, I just keep forgetting to blog.

I am so bored. Having no job is torture. I’m tired all the time. I have horrible nightmares, and I don’t know why. I need to make a doctor’s appointment but I’m really not all that fond of doctors. I have no idea what to do with my time, and yet I forget to blog.

Luckily I am subbing at a daycare tomorrow so that will keep me busy. Regardless, I need a project. Any ideas?

I need a fan to cool this angry fire

I would like to introduce a quote:

“Unless it’s mad, passionate, extraordinary love, it’s a waste of your time. There are too many mediocre things in this world. Love shouldn’t be one of them.”

Go ahead and read that a couple of times. Go ahead now. Read it.

You might be thinking that I am copying and pasting this quote due to the fact that I find it extraordinarily inspiring. ON THE CONTRARY. I hate this quote.

My roommate and best friend used this quote to update her Facebook status this other day, and it definitely rubbed me the wrong way. I just… it doesn’t really….it seems….well…..here’s the thing…..look……how do I…….

THIS IS A NARROW-MINDED VIEWPOINT ON LOVE IN WHICH SHOULD NOT BE LOOKED UPON IN SUCH A NARROW-MINDED WAY.

So, what you’re saying is… is that if my love isn’t any of those three things then it is a waste of my time? So, what you’re saying is… is that if my relationship is based around security then it’s a waste of my life? So, what you’re saying is… is that if my love is unconditional, but not passionate, then my love for you is a waste? Hmm.. interesting.

Apparently, only the passionate people know real love. The rest of us are just faking it. Some people are incapable of having passionate love due to some insecurity, sexual preference, or physical malady. Sucks for them, because their love is a waste. Right? RIGHT? Jesus…

No, love should not be mediocre. It should beautiful and real. But love can never be truly defined. DO NOT pretend to understand it. And DO NOT tell others how to feel it.

Anyway…. I commented on her post. I said, “I don’t think any love is a waste of time.”

Feel free to disagree.