I feel kinda tired and blah today. I want this day to end. Tuesdays are soo long because they start at 9 am and go until who knows what time. My classes end at 10pm but we will see what happens. Most often I leave a bit early and then there is time to chill for a bit and watch tv before bed.
I now recall that I have no class tomorrow. That is a wonderful thought. I do however have an interview so I must finish preparing for that, but it is not until 5pm.
To anyoen out there who is interested in Rockfest, let me know, I will be buying tickets soon and friends are always welcome.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
American Idol: The Top Nine
As some of you may know, I am an American Idol fan. I have grown up with music in my life and I enjoy a good competition. Some days I am unsure as to what this competition is really about. I think that some of the contestants that get passed from level to level on Idol are truly only being passed because of their looks or perhaps because people find them to be genuinely nice and do not want to see them fall.
This year's competition is definitely one of the toughest but that does not mean that there is not a line between the good and the great. Let's face it, they are all good, but they are not all great. They do not all have a great vocal range.
Watching from week to week there is one person that stands out for me, that I cannot believe has made it this far. That person is Megan. Let's take a look at Appearance and voice.
Granted, Megan has some style, she has picked some nice looks for herself, minus the arm sleeve tattoo and white baby doll dress; that was a train wreck. Black would have been more suiting. You just cannot look cute and innocent when you have an arm sleeve tattoo; sorry Megan. Just to make things clear, I am not saying that Megan is not a sweet innocent person, I am saying that the cute baby doll look does not work because the tattoo clashes with it. Anyway, moving on; this week's attire was nice. The dress was beautiful, the makeup was well done, her hair was gorgeous; she looked amazing. This is not however, a reason to vote. If the voice isn't there, the appearance does not matter. The appearance is just the icing on the cake.Megan is gorgeous, she has a beautiful child, and we all can appreciate her as a mom. What she does not have is the voice of an American Idol Winner. Her range isn't that great. She does not have a smooth voice (I do realize not everyone has a perfect smooth voice, but it makes a person more likeable). She cannot pick a song to save her soul. Come on Megan, Rockin' Robin? What are we, seven? That song is for a children's sing along... it actually is on the kids sing along cd for cryin' out loud. This week's song was not much better. It hurt my ears to listen. I cannot believe people still voted for her and that they voted for her over Matt Giraud. What reason could you possibly have to vote for someone who is not the best? If you voted for Megan, you are either family, or voting for the wrong reasons; possibly you are tone deaf. If you are tone deaf, I am sorry to hear that. Megan is a great person I am sure, but honestly, not the best singer in this competition. Listen to Simon.
Lets move on to the past for a minute. The person that I am floored has left American Idol so soon is Alexis Grace. She most definitely is a better singer than a few of the others who are left in the contest. She has such strong pipes that I thought she would make it to at least the top five. America, I think you made a small mistake on that one.
The following are the contestants that are in the bottom three for me: Megan, Scott, and Kris.
Kris has shown the most improvement and is wonderful to listen to. He feels like a truly genuine person; he does not seem to be full of himself but he could definitely exert a little more presence.
Scott is wonderful, but every song he does feels the same to me. Nothing has really stood out and I think it will catch up with him unless he makes a drastic change this next week.
Megan as stated above is just not the best, she is the bottom of the barrel for me. Wonderful person but just isn't as good as the others when it comes to voice.
The following are my top three contestants: Adam, Lil, Anoop, and Matt. As you may have noticed, I named four people. Right now Matt and Anoop are at a tie for the third spot.
Adam has a beautiful range, he showed us he can be different and that he is out there to give it his all. Though some of us may have found his Indy Rock "Ring of Fire" a bit shocking, I think it showed that he is not afraid to take a chance. This week's performance was no less mind blowing and showed us all even further what he is capable of. It would appear that this guy can do anything he puts his mind to; that is what we need in the industry. He is most definitely the face of fresh.
Lil Rounds. I think Lil is wonderful. She is on top as far as the girls are concerned. She does need to start making some better choices in songs though. She showed us she can sing. Now show us what else there is; how amazing can you be?
The other two contestants are in the middle right now. There are reasons why I put them there.
Allison, though she is an amazing vocalist, needs to start showing more variety. A lot of her music is the same; same range, same tone. We know she can belt it out. I want to hear something different. She would be in the top three for me if she would show some different qualities and possibilities in her voice. Show us something tender and touching.
Danny. Now you may have noticed by now that he was not my number one. Here is why. I think he is a great singer but his voice always sounds the same. He is over confident and it makes him look cocky. I was slightly appalled by the fact that he did not heed Smokey's advice; though he maybe had a good reason as to why he did not. His performance this week was mediocre and the same as every other week. It feels as if "fame" has already gone to his head; he thinks he has this competition in the bag and I think he should think again. If he does not do something about the aura he is giving off; he will not win.
With all of the above said, this is who I currently think should win: Adam. This is who I think may win but for all of the wrong reasons: Danny.
Good luck Idol contestants. It will be a long and close race but hopefully the best vocalist wins.
This year's competition is definitely one of the toughest but that does not mean that there is not a line between the good and the great. Let's face it, they are all good, but they are not all great. They do not all have a great vocal range.
Watching from week to week there is one person that stands out for me, that I cannot believe has made it this far. That person is Megan. Let's take a look at Appearance and voice.
Granted, Megan has some style, she has picked some nice looks for herself, minus the arm sleeve tattoo and white baby doll dress; that was a train wreck. Black would have been more suiting. You just cannot look cute and innocent when you have an arm sleeve tattoo; sorry Megan. Just to make things clear, I am not saying that Megan is not a sweet innocent person, I am saying that the cute baby doll look does not work because the tattoo clashes with it. Anyway, moving on; this week's attire was nice. The dress was beautiful, the makeup was well done, her hair was gorgeous; she looked amazing. This is not however, a reason to vote. If the voice isn't there, the appearance does not matter. The appearance is just the icing on the cake.Megan is gorgeous, she has a beautiful child, and we all can appreciate her as a mom. What she does not have is the voice of an American Idol Winner. Her range isn't that great. She does not have a smooth voice (I do realize not everyone has a perfect smooth voice, but it makes a person more likeable). She cannot pick a song to save her soul. Come on Megan, Rockin' Robin? What are we, seven? That song is for a children's sing along... it actually is on the kids sing along cd for cryin' out loud. This week's song was not much better. It hurt my ears to listen. I cannot believe people still voted for her and that they voted for her over Matt Giraud. What reason could you possibly have to vote for someone who is not the best? If you voted for Megan, you are either family, or voting for the wrong reasons; possibly you are tone deaf. If you are tone deaf, I am sorry to hear that. Megan is a great person I am sure, but honestly, not the best singer in this competition. Listen to Simon.
Lets move on to the past for a minute. The person that I am floored has left American Idol so soon is Alexis Grace. She most definitely is a better singer than a few of the others who are left in the contest. She has such strong pipes that I thought she would make it to at least the top five. America, I think you made a small mistake on that one.
The following are the contestants that are in the bottom three for me: Megan, Scott, and Kris.
Kris has shown the most improvement and is wonderful to listen to. He feels like a truly genuine person; he does not seem to be full of himself but he could definitely exert a little more presence.
Scott is wonderful, but every song he does feels the same to me. Nothing has really stood out and I think it will catch up with him unless he makes a drastic change this next week.
Megan as stated above is just not the best, she is the bottom of the barrel for me. Wonderful person but just isn't as good as the others when it comes to voice.
The following are my top three contestants: Adam, Lil, Anoop, and Matt. As you may have noticed, I named four people. Right now Matt and Anoop are at a tie for the third spot.
Adam has a beautiful range, he showed us he can be different and that he is out there to give it his all. Though some of us may have found his Indy Rock "Ring of Fire" a bit shocking, I think it showed that he is not afraid to take a chance. This week's performance was no less mind blowing and showed us all even further what he is capable of. It would appear that this guy can do anything he puts his mind to; that is what we need in the industry. He is most definitely the face of fresh.
Lil Rounds. I think Lil is wonderful. She is on top as far as the girls are concerned. She does need to start making some better choices in songs though. She showed us she can sing. Now show us what else there is; how amazing can you be?
The other two contestants are in the middle right now. There are reasons why I put them there.
Allison, though she is an amazing vocalist, needs to start showing more variety. A lot of her music is the same; same range, same tone. We know she can belt it out. I want to hear something different. She would be in the top three for me if she would show some different qualities and possibilities in her voice. Show us something tender and touching.
Danny. Now you may have noticed by now that he was not my number one. Here is why. I think he is a great singer but his voice always sounds the same. He is over confident and it makes him look cocky. I was slightly appalled by the fact that he did not heed Smokey's advice; though he maybe had a good reason as to why he did not. His performance this week was mediocre and the same as every other week. It feels as if "fame" has already gone to his head; he thinks he has this competition in the bag and I think he should think again. If he does not do something about the aura he is giving off; he will not win.
With all of the above said, this is who I currently think should win: Adam. This is who I think may win but for all of the wrong reasons: Danny.
Good luck Idol contestants. It will be a long and close race but hopefully the best vocalist wins.
Friday, March 20, 2009
March Madness
It is the month which strikes fear into my heart. Do you recall my Friday the 13th entry? Well this is sort of like my Friday the 13th, but in a slightly different way. I do not like March because bad things have happened in March.
My house burnt down at 5:20am on Thursday March 24th and I lost my cat and the majority of my belongings. This is the largest problem I have with March. Other bad things have happened as well but none really as disturbing as the fire.
March is one of the bleakest months out of the year. Everything is dead, so I think of death much more frequently. The weather is crummy, cold and wet most of the time it seems. It is dark, the light has not graced us with enough of its time.
Now I know, just as you know, that March really is not a daemon month. It's just that when something bad scars the past, it is hard to forget the time of the year, I am now a bit hyper sensitive to March.
Today is a cold dreary, dark, damp March day. The 24th is approaching and with it a bit of anxiety. I still dislike myself for the fact that I did not take King with me when I left the house that night.
It is supposed to be a happy evening. Some of my sisters are coming to visit, I am excited about this, it should be fun, but I am in a funk and need to find a way out of it.
Here is to a better March. May the sun shine brightly over the next couple of weeks and usher in April with warmth and happiness.
My house burnt down at 5:20am on Thursday March 24th and I lost my cat and the majority of my belongings. This is the largest problem I have with March. Other bad things have happened as well but none really as disturbing as the fire.
March is one of the bleakest months out of the year. Everything is dead, so I think of death much more frequently. The weather is crummy, cold and wet most of the time it seems. It is dark, the light has not graced us with enough of its time.
Now I know, just as you know, that March really is not a daemon month. It's just that when something bad scars the past, it is hard to forget the time of the year, I am now a bit hyper sensitive to March.
Today is a cold dreary, dark, damp March day. The 24th is approaching and with it a bit of anxiety. I still dislike myself for the fact that I did not take King with me when I left the house that night.
It is supposed to be a happy evening. Some of my sisters are coming to visit, I am excited about this, it should be fun, but I am in a funk and need to find a way out of it.
Here is to a better March. May the sun shine brightly over the next couple of weeks and usher in April with warmth and happiness.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
One of those days.
The day was crazy, packed with work to do. I am completely drained at this point and it is ten pm and I haven't even eaten dinner. Happy St. Patrick's Day! I will not be drinking anything or going out. Bit of a waste for me but hopefully my parents are having a blast. I dropped them off at the airport this morning; they will be spending St. Patrick's Day in Ixtapa. Now that sounds like a proper way to celebrate St. Patrick's Day.
I will celebrate on the weekend, when there are people around to celebrate with.
It's just been one of those days. You don't know what to do with yourself at the end of it. Halfway between bored and sleeping but not really wanting to give in to the sleepiness.
Maybe I will spend the rest of my St. Patrick's Day evening reading a book. Why not?
I will celebrate on the weekend, when there are people around to celebrate with.
It's just been one of those days. You don't know what to do with yourself at the end of it. Halfway between bored and sleeping but not really wanting to give in to the sleepiness.
Maybe I will spend the rest of my St. Patrick's Day evening reading a book. Why not?
Monday, March 16, 2009
Monday
It's Monday again and it is a beautiful day outside once more. Of course on the day that it is beautiful I have the most indoor work to get done and I cannot even enjoy it.
I just want to go out walking, maybe check out the neighborhood, walk to the library; enjoy the sun for a change.
Perhaps tomorrow will be a repeat, although tomorrow I have class from 9am until 10pm, and to top things off it is St. Patrick's Day. Though I don't think I have ever had the liberty of celebrating a St. Patrick's Day as of yet. The one St. Patrick's Day party I was invited to, I ended up sick for. Oh well, that's life.
That's enough chit chat for me, I need to get back to work. Enjoy the beautiful weather!
I just want to go out walking, maybe check out the neighborhood, walk to the library; enjoy the sun for a change.
Perhaps tomorrow will be a repeat, although tomorrow I have class from 9am until 10pm, and to top things off it is St. Patrick's Day. Though I don't think I have ever had the liberty of celebrating a St. Patrick's Day as of yet. The one St. Patrick's Day party I was invited to, I ended up sick for. Oh well, that's life.
That's enough chit chat for me, I need to get back to work. Enjoy the beautiful weather!
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Watchmen
This afternoon I saw the movie Watchmen and I truly wish I would have read the comic first. They say that the movie follows closely to the story in the book. Had I known this I may not have put the movie on such a high pedistool. I will not give any actual parts away for those of you who have not read the comic or seen the movie.
To me the movie felt as though it were completely composed of back story. The story was descent but I think I expected more action and adventure. The character's are likeable but I think I was under the impression that there were more character's together in the movie than there actually were.
In the end I feel like something is missing from the story; though I am unsure as to what exactly that something is. I give this movie one thumb up, one thumb sideways, and a smile.
To me the movie felt as though it were completely composed of back story. The story was descent but I think I expected more action and adventure. The character's are likeable but I think I was under the impression that there were more character's together in the movie than there actually were.
In the end I feel like something is missing from the story; though I am unsure as to what exactly that something is. I give this movie one thumb up, one thumb sideways, and a smile.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Friday the 13th.. whatever.
Today is Friday the 13th, and it is also one of the most superstitious days on the calendar. Why? Seriously people, think about this. Friday the 13th is only superstitious because you feed into this number and give power to it. If you believe that bad things will happen, you will miss-step and allow bad things to happen.
Also, consider this if you haven't. The thirteenth floor on a building is labeled 14... so if I say my cat is not black does that make him not black??? Come on now, what floor are you really on?
Bring it on Friday the 13th, I'm not going to pay homage to you like you are some Daemon day that needs to be feared. You have no power over me.
Many good people were born on Friday the 13th. I don't really see anything that makes them bad; if truly this day is bad, then wouldn't that make those people bad? Logically this whole thing is a bit rediculous. Stop giving power to (literal)numbers. You are only messing with your brain and other people's brains by doing so. Do you realize that back in the day when they came up with ROY G BIV because they did not want the color spectrum to have only six colors, because six is associated with the devil? Indigo is a bit controversial.
Now if you are one of those people who truly fears this day, I do not think less of you, I am just trying to show you the logic in this, though I know some people are unable to control the overwhelming feeling of something they have allowed themselves to fear their entire lives. Try not to be afraid of this number, it really is all in your head, if something bad happened on this day or any day; it is most likely coincidence unless you make it into something more. Best wishes to you all on this day.
Happy Birthday Dad! I Love You and I appreciate the day you were born on!
Also, consider this if you haven't. The thirteenth floor on a building is labeled 14... so if I say my cat is not black does that make him not black??? Come on now, what floor are you really on?
Bring it on Friday the 13th, I'm not going to pay homage to you like you are some Daemon day that needs to be feared. You have no power over me.
Many good people were born on Friday the 13th. I don't really see anything that makes them bad; if truly this day is bad, then wouldn't that make those people bad? Logically this whole thing is a bit rediculous. Stop giving power to (literal)numbers. You are only messing with your brain and other people's brains by doing so. Do you realize that back in the day when they came up with ROY G BIV because they did not want the color spectrum to have only six colors, because six is associated with the devil? Indigo is a bit controversial.
Now if you are one of those people who truly fears this day, I do not think less of you, I am just trying to show you the logic in this, though I know some people are unable to control the overwhelming feeling of something they have allowed themselves to fear their entire lives. Try not to be afraid of this number, it really is all in your head, if something bad happened on this day or any day; it is most likely coincidence unless you make it into something more. Best wishes to you all on this day.
Happy Birthday Dad! I Love You and I appreciate the day you were born on!
Job Search Lottery
Everyday I go online and search for jobs. I start with Craigslist and then move on to the other sites. I apply for the jobs that I think I am capable of succeeding at.
There are no jobs in my area of expertise. When a job does come along it is applied for by 8 million people so the chances appear to be rather similar to winning the Lotto. Now maybe I should just buy lotto tickets, perhaps one of these possibilities will pay off before the other. Maybe it should be some form of a race. Everyday I buy a lotto ticket, and everyday I apply for a job. One of them is bound to succeed and either way I will be the winner. Of course in order to buy a lotto ticket everyday I will have to give up something, but really it could be something as small as a cappuccino or latte once a week; do I even buy a cappuccino or latte once a week?
My point being that the job market hurts and I have never been unemployed before so this is really a dilemma for me. I hate being without a job because having a job provides a form of security and happiness in some respects. I know what I can afford when I have a job. When you do not have a job it is very hard to change your habits but it must be done.
Best of luck to everyone who is jobless out there. May your search be successful and may the best man or woman for the job win!
There are no jobs in my area of expertise. When a job does come along it is applied for by 8 million people so the chances appear to be rather similar to winning the Lotto. Now maybe I should just buy lotto tickets, perhaps one of these possibilities will pay off before the other. Maybe it should be some form of a race. Everyday I buy a lotto ticket, and everyday I apply for a job. One of them is bound to succeed and either way I will be the winner. Of course in order to buy a lotto ticket everyday I will have to give up something, but really it could be something as small as a cappuccino or latte once a week; do I even buy a cappuccino or latte once a week?
My point being that the job market hurts and I have never been unemployed before so this is really a dilemma for me. I hate being without a job because having a job provides a form of security and happiness in some respects. I know what I can afford when I have a job. When you do not have a job it is very hard to change your habits but it must be done.
Best of luck to everyone who is jobless out there. May your search be successful and may the best man or woman for the job win!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
1-800 Debt Relief need not call.
I am about to make up for about four and a half months of phone irritation, simply by writing this.
Have you got credit card debt? Are you trying to find some relief? Hi I'm Chris at Credit Card Debt Relief; this is the last time I will try to contact you. You must call me back today at 1-800-blah blah blah.
So I call this guy back because I've received 8,000 of these phone messages in the past 4.5 months since I got a land line. Mind you these are the only calls I've gotten since we got our land line and it is soooooo irritating.
Anyway, I called him back and said: You just called my house... and Chris, what doe he do? HE HANGS UP ON ME! Can you say WTF?!
So anyway, I am ready to throw the phone and the answering machine through the window because almost everday I come home to about 3 messages beeping away and annoying my cats, from the a-holes who think I'm someone that I am not.
Now, if I had credit card debt, this may be a good thing that someone wants to help... maybe, but seriously people... stop calling me if you cannot call me by my first name when doing so. Not to mention we are supposed to have a block on calls like this, but obviously that's not doing us any good.
I almost like the Star Tribune more right now. They call me about once a week and every time they call we go around in the same circle.
"Where do you get your news?" "Would you like the paper?" "I can have it only delivered on Sunday for the low price of I don't give a crap" (everyone calling from that place sounds absolutely defeated before they even ask me about the paper) "Have a nice day ma'am" "Thank you, you do the same, and never call me again; if I change my mind about the paper; I Will come find you."
Have you got credit card debt? Are you trying to find some relief? Hi I'm Chris at Credit Card Debt Relief; this is the last time I will try to contact you. You must call me back today at 1-800-blah blah blah.
So I call this guy back because I've received 8,000 of these phone messages in the past 4.5 months since I got a land line. Mind you these are the only calls I've gotten since we got our land line and it is soooooo irritating.
Anyway, I called him back and said: You just called my house... and Chris, what doe he do? HE HANGS UP ON ME! Can you say WTF?!
So anyway, I am ready to throw the phone and the answering machine through the window because almost everday I come home to about 3 messages beeping away and annoying my cats, from the a-holes who think I'm someone that I am not.
Now, if I had credit card debt, this may be a good thing that someone wants to help... maybe, but seriously people... stop calling me if you cannot call me by my first name when doing so. Not to mention we are supposed to have a block on calls like this, but obviously that's not doing us any good.
I almost like the Star Tribune more right now. They call me about once a week and every time they call we go around in the same circle.
"Where do you get your news?" "Would you like the paper?" "I can have it only delivered on Sunday for the low price of I don't give a crap" (everyone calling from that place sounds absolutely defeated before they even ask me about the paper) "Have a nice day ma'am" "Thank you, you do the same, and never call me again; if I change my mind about the paper; I Will come find you."
A few good friends
This morning I woke up thinking about friendship and what it means. Through out life our friends are destined to change and by the time we are grown most likely we have chosen a few good friends who we can always rely on.
When I first began school all of the girls, it seemed, would try to meld themselves into one big group, while the boys did whatever they felt and most often chose to randomly gang up on the girls.
As time passed and we moved up grade by grade I noticed a change. Some of the girls were being systematically weeded out of the large group and sent to be alone in another area of the playground. You see, we began to develop personalities and perhaps attitudes about who was good enough to be in our group and hang out with us.
I was always one of those kids who never let myself conform to fit in with those girls when they started belittling others and chastising them from the group. I would do whatever I wanted, often it entailed me going off after the person that was recently kicked out of the group. I did not want to be the person to hurt anyone. I never agreed with what the so called "popular girls" did to the others whom they felt were not as cool as them.
After a while I was no longer a true part of the "popular group" because I had a conscience and the girls I once called friends were now too good for me. I was unable to stoop to their level so I was ousted from the group, even though I was never mean to them in return.
In middle school some things never changed. I was still chastised by the "popular girls" from elementary school. I managed to make an ex-boyfriend enemy, and when i liked a guy who was apparently in the "popular group" because I had good taste in guys, I was then chastised by the guys as well.
So when does this whole superiority complex take place? Why do some people think they are so much better than others? If we do not like someone, are we not to just let them be and keep our distance?
While on the subject of friends, I would like to mention facebook for a second. If you are not on my facebook list, it is not that I do not like you. It's more or less that people tend to add everyone they possibly can think of. If you came to me and needed help though, I would always be there. I am always willing to help someone, even if we are not that close. My nature is to be there and help whenever I can, even if we aren't close friends. I love all people.
Anyway, back to school. In High school I floated from group to group. I was not in the "popular group," and by this time I had no desire to be, these girls ridiculed me for what appeared to be no reason, and they dragged others in on it. Now when I say ridiculed, I mean ridiculous comments and faces for no reason that was apparent, but this was no where near as bad as other people had it. I can only think of a few people who treated me crappily in high school, I forgive the boys who picked on and teased me because recently I met up with one of them while out in the cities and he was very gentleman like and sincere. I also met up with one of the women; the woman who treated me the worst and if I were to say I had an arch nemesis, she would be it. The tallest girl on the basketball team, she had long dark brown straight hair and most of the time she looked angry. Now some of you may know who I am speaking of, but lets not name names. I want to say, despite the way she treated me, I forgive her. I don't know what her life was like, maybe her home life was miserable and she needed to take it out on me, who knows. If I ever did anything to hurt her feelings or to be insensitive to her, then I wish she would have told me because I was clueless.
Now that I am out of high school and almost out of college I know that I played the game all of those years and I won in many ways. I never quit and I made myself stronger for that. I know I hurt some men relationship wise, but how can you avoid that? You really can't unless you marry every one of them and that might be a bit awkward. I never purposely set out to hurt anyone. I wanted to be friends with everyone, and be civil to anyone I did not care for.
In college I started to realize that I had a few good friends. I still have a few good friends.
I had a friend once who went off and got herself mind blowingly drunk, I took her from security at a concert and got her safely back to her campsite, and made sure that she wasn't going to end up in cardiac arrest. I missed a music act that I had really wanted to see so that I could keep her safe. Her high school friends were back at the campsite, they informed me she had been gone for five hours and they were not worried, because that is just her nature. No one was looking for her including her boyfriend. Now you tell me, who is the real friend in that situation?
This is what a friend is: A friend is someone who will be there when you are at your lowest point and they will give you the encouragement you need. A friend is someone you can go out and have fun with and it is not at your expense. A friend is someone who can hurt you by telling you the truth you need to hear, but be forgiven because later on you realize they are only doing what they think is best for you. A friend is someone who does not run out on you or leave you hanging. A friend is the person you call when you cannot wait to tell someone about your accomplishments. Friends are the people you celebrate your ups with and mourn your downs with. True friends are there through thick and thin and you know in your heart who those people are.
When I first began school all of the girls, it seemed, would try to meld themselves into one big group, while the boys did whatever they felt and most often chose to randomly gang up on the girls.
As time passed and we moved up grade by grade I noticed a change. Some of the girls were being systematically weeded out of the large group and sent to be alone in another area of the playground. You see, we began to develop personalities and perhaps attitudes about who was good enough to be in our group and hang out with us.
I was always one of those kids who never let myself conform to fit in with those girls when they started belittling others and chastising them from the group. I would do whatever I wanted, often it entailed me going off after the person that was recently kicked out of the group. I did not want to be the person to hurt anyone. I never agreed with what the so called "popular girls" did to the others whom they felt were not as cool as them.
After a while I was no longer a true part of the "popular group" because I had a conscience and the girls I once called friends were now too good for me. I was unable to stoop to their level so I was ousted from the group, even though I was never mean to them in return.
In middle school some things never changed. I was still chastised by the "popular girls" from elementary school. I managed to make an ex-boyfriend enemy, and when i liked a guy who was apparently in the "popular group" because I had good taste in guys, I was then chastised by the guys as well.
So when does this whole superiority complex take place? Why do some people think they are so much better than others? If we do not like someone, are we not to just let them be and keep our distance?
While on the subject of friends, I would like to mention facebook for a second. If you are not on my facebook list, it is not that I do not like you. It's more or less that people tend to add everyone they possibly can think of. If you came to me and needed help though, I would always be there. I am always willing to help someone, even if we are not that close. My nature is to be there and help whenever I can, even if we aren't close friends. I love all people.
Anyway, back to school. In High school I floated from group to group. I was not in the "popular group," and by this time I had no desire to be, these girls ridiculed me for what appeared to be no reason, and they dragged others in on it. Now when I say ridiculed, I mean ridiculous comments and faces for no reason that was apparent, but this was no where near as bad as other people had it. I can only think of a few people who treated me crappily in high school, I forgive the boys who picked on and teased me because recently I met up with one of them while out in the cities and he was very gentleman like and sincere. I also met up with one of the women; the woman who treated me the worst and if I were to say I had an arch nemesis, she would be it. The tallest girl on the basketball team, she had long dark brown straight hair and most of the time she looked angry. Now some of you may know who I am speaking of, but lets not name names. I want to say, despite the way she treated me, I forgive her. I don't know what her life was like, maybe her home life was miserable and she needed to take it out on me, who knows. If I ever did anything to hurt her feelings or to be insensitive to her, then I wish she would have told me because I was clueless.
Now that I am out of high school and almost out of college I know that I played the game all of those years and I won in many ways. I never quit and I made myself stronger for that. I know I hurt some men relationship wise, but how can you avoid that? You really can't unless you marry every one of them and that might be a bit awkward. I never purposely set out to hurt anyone. I wanted to be friends with everyone, and be civil to anyone I did not care for.
In college I started to realize that I had a few good friends. I still have a few good friends.
I had a friend once who went off and got herself mind blowingly drunk, I took her from security at a concert and got her safely back to her campsite, and made sure that she wasn't going to end up in cardiac arrest. I missed a music act that I had really wanted to see so that I could keep her safe. Her high school friends were back at the campsite, they informed me she had been gone for five hours and they were not worried, because that is just her nature. No one was looking for her including her boyfriend. Now you tell me, who is the real friend in that situation?
This is what a friend is: A friend is someone who will be there when you are at your lowest point and they will give you the encouragement you need. A friend is someone you can go out and have fun with and it is not at your expense. A friend is someone who can hurt you by telling you the truth you need to hear, but be forgiven because later on you realize they are only doing what they think is best for you. A friend is someone who does not run out on you or leave you hanging. A friend is the person you call when you cannot wait to tell someone about your accomplishments. Friends are the people you celebrate your ups with and mourn your downs with. True friends are there through thick and thin and you know in your heart who those people are.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Writing the Unwritten
Throughout my life I have had many dreams. Some stronger than others, some more feasible than others. The one dream that has followed me from childhood until now is to publish my written words.
I have always loved art, many different forms. I will continue to produce photographs and graphic design, but perhaps I will add to that and create more paintings as well. These things are all fine but I cannot seem to decide if they will truly make me happy.
My entire life I have kept journals, written my feelings, stood up for beliefs, written letters, emails, and now a blog. I have created tons of poems and when I was younger, many short stories. I cannot help but believe that maybe my true nature is to write. To show people my mind and creativity through the pictures I can paint with the written word.
So what if I call myself a writer? What if I say my life's work is to write stories that others will read for many years and enjoy?
I am not sure that I am ready to call myself a writer just yet. I will however start small and attempt to publish some of my older work.
*Here's to dreams and the things we are unsure that we are capable of doing. May we dash those thoughts to the ground and trudge ahead no matter what. We need only believe in ourselves and our dreams will follow.
I have always loved art, many different forms. I will continue to produce photographs and graphic design, but perhaps I will add to that and create more paintings as well. These things are all fine but I cannot seem to decide if they will truly make me happy.
My entire life I have kept journals, written my feelings, stood up for beliefs, written letters, emails, and now a blog. I have created tons of poems and when I was younger, many short stories. I cannot help but believe that maybe my true nature is to write. To show people my mind and creativity through the pictures I can paint with the written word.
So what if I call myself a writer? What if I say my life's work is to write stories that others will read for many years and enjoy?
I am not sure that I am ready to call myself a writer just yet. I will however start small and attempt to publish some of my older work.
*Here's to dreams and the things we are unsure that we are capable of doing. May we dash those thoughts to the ground and trudge ahead no matter what. We need only believe in ourselves and our dreams will follow.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Life Coaching
To anyone out there who may feel lost. Please visit this link and view the benefits that Life Coaching may offer you. Sage is a wonderful person who is capable of helping anyone realize and sort through what they are struggling with on a day to day basis.
www.dancingporcupine.com will get you to her information. She is still taking people for the month of April. Best wishes to you all.
www.dancingporcupine.com will get you to her information. She is still taking people for the month of April. Best wishes to you all.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Sweeney Todd
Tonight I watched the movie Sweeney Todd. Many years ago I saw the play put on at my high school, well before I went to school there. (a bit gruesome for a high school play wouldn't you think? Obviously not for my school)
Anyway, I saw the play so therefore it was a necessity to see the movie. As wonderful as it was I will never watch it again. My love for knives is to be thanked on this one. It was obviously fake blood but I am not one to love how the story ends. I forgot how the play ended, not that I expected it to go in favor of Todd.
My feelings are that the music was okay but it could have been more creative. Each song sounded quite a bit alike and it was most obsessive and relentlessly drawn out. Furthermore, the movie ends with a dead end for the characters of Joanna and her so called love. Blood, anger and blah is what I got out of the movie. I give it two half smiles and a partial ear because the sounds was very hard to regulate between the singing and speaking parts.
Anyway, I saw the play so therefore it was a necessity to see the movie. As wonderful as it was I will never watch it again. My love for knives is to be thanked on this one. It was obviously fake blood but I am not one to love how the story ends. I forgot how the play ended, not that I expected it to go in favor of Todd.
My feelings are that the music was okay but it could have been more creative. Each song sounded quite a bit alike and it was most obsessive and relentlessly drawn out. Furthermore, the movie ends with a dead end for the characters of Joanna and her so called love. Blood, anger and blah is what I got out of the movie. I give it two half smiles and a partial ear because the sounds was very hard to regulate between the singing and speaking parts.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
It's a beautiful day out
It is indeed a beautiful day; one of the warmest in a while. Inside it's not so beautiful; as a matter of fact, I'm pretty sure inside has not changed and still feels quite cramped and stuffy. I look forward to some warmer weather so I can open up the windows and let the fresh air and warmth in.
The only season I ever look forward to is summer. I don't care about spring, fall, or winter. Bring me summer, it is the one season where I feel warm and energetic. I love to swim, hike, bike, rollerblade, walk, camp, go to amusement parks, grill out with friends. Forget the cold. Forget the raking, the shoveling and the wet muddy melting of spring. Give me a lawnmower any day. I don't mind mowing the lawn in the sun and the warmth. Some of my best memories were from Stout when I lived at the Bat Cave, mowing the lawn, sitting out and enjoying the weather, walking to friends homes, the places of gathering downtown, and grilling.
I think I could definitely move to California or Florida. The weather and the foliage fit my personality. I loved it when I was visiting Garrett in San Diego. I didn't want to go home. I could wander around for hours in the sun, or swim at the pool, completely by myself and be happy.
Winter only brings gloom, darkness, depression, lethargy, and bordom. Welcome summer, I am waiting for your appearance.
The only season I ever look forward to is summer. I don't care about spring, fall, or winter. Bring me summer, it is the one season where I feel warm and energetic. I love to swim, hike, bike, rollerblade, walk, camp, go to amusement parks, grill out with friends. Forget the cold. Forget the raking, the shoveling and the wet muddy melting of spring. Give me a lawnmower any day. I don't mind mowing the lawn in the sun and the warmth. Some of my best memories were from Stout when I lived at the Bat Cave, mowing the lawn, sitting out and enjoying the weather, walking to friends homes, the places of gathering downtown, and grilling.
I think I could definitely move to California or Florida. The weather and the foliage fit my personality. I loved it when I was visiting Garrett in San Diego. I didn't want to go home. I could wander around for hours in the sun, or swim at the pool, completely by myself and be happy.
Winter only brings gloom, darkness, depression, lethargy, and bordom. Welcome summer, I am waiting for your appearance.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
32 Giga Garbage
I recently got a 32gb thumb drive, I have only had it since about the second or third week of school this semester. I transferred all of the files from my other thumb drives, from my other semesters, onto the 32gb thumbdrive.
The 32gb thumbdrive named Patriot has turned into a lean mean file eating machine. Files are vanishing and now I realize how stupid I am to not immediately make a second back-up of everything I do. I think I have back-ups but I am unsure and have not gone through and checked all of my files to be sure. Why did I wait on that?
Moral of the story is: Don't buy thumbdrives. They are little bitty monsters just waiting to be unleashed, in their finest hour they will eat and destroy, never to be seen again, 8gb or more of your precious creations.
The 32gb thumbdrive named Patriot has turned into a lean mean file eating machine. Files are vanishing and now I realize how stupid I am to not immediately make a second back-up of everything I do. I think I have back-ups but I am unsure and have not gone through and checked all of my files to be sure. Why did I wait on that?
Moral of the story is: Don't buy thumbdrives. They are little bitty monsters just waiting to be unleashed, in their finest hour they will eat and destroy, never to be seen again, 8gb or more of your precious creations.
Monday, March 2, 2009
If Love Were a Rose
If Love were a Rose
The Rose wouldn't die
That's the way I feel
Both morning and night
Your sweetness is sweeter
much sweeter than wine
it makes me feel happy
and full of sunshine...
-this poem is an excerpt from my past, this is only part of it.
The Rose wouldn't die
That's the way I feel
Both morning and night
Your sweetness is sweeter
much sweeter than wine
it makes me feel happy
and full of sunshine...
-this poem is an excerpt from my past, this is only part of it.
Animation Irritation
I'm not sure as to how many of you have ever used the program Flash CS3, but I can assure you that if you are new to it, it can be quite frustrating when things go wrong for what appears to be no apparent reason.
My job is to create an animation of a character walking across a stage or scene. My character refuses to work. For some reason I cannot get my rotational access to stay in place. This is almost more frustrating than when I was in 3D Animation last semester and my Snowman kept flying apart. Instead of my snowman flying apart, an entire city block is disappearing and my rotational access keeps reverting back to center.
This animation is of a flower. She is to walk across a city block and she does not seem to have any desire to do so.
If anyone knows what I am doing wrong, then please, by all means, put me out of my misery and tell me lol.
My job is to create an animation of a character walking across a stage or scene. My character refuses to work. For some reason I cannot get my rotational access to stay in place. This is almost more frustrating than when I was in 3D Animation last semester and my Snowman kept flying apart. Instead of my snowman flying apart, an entire city block is disappearing and my rotational access keeps reverting back to center.
This animation is of a flower. She is to walk across a city block and she does not seem to have any desire to do so.
If anyone knows what I am doing wrong, then please, by all means, put me out of my misery and tell me lol.
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About Me
- Tricia
- Who am I? I am many things in one; a constantly changing package. I am a friend, a sibling, a daughter, a listener, a learner, a poet, and an artist.