Autumn Sky

minus the violent, potential abusive husband aspect of it…

My friend and I have this funny inside joke when a “hot” guy walks away. Besides the under-the-breath “meows” and various cat calls we’ll shout “LOVE ME!” as he is walking out of the room. I guess we all want to find someone who will love us for who we are, all out little quirks. Whether this is a comedy stunt or not, I think all viewers can see a little of themselves in this guy’s desperation.

In our society I think we’re conditioned to believe that there is that one and only person hidden under a rock somewhere that has the ability to love us no matter what, a “soul mate”. I’ve always thought that I may have a chance at finding this one true human being, some day. Until now, I never stopped to wonder why I feel like I need another human being to love me? Am I that insecure that to feel validated as a good person means being unconditionally loved by another person?

A relationship that’s based purely on love burns up fast. We think we have a right to be loved and to be happy. I think the first think to realize is that we have to be whole within ourselves before looking for a partner. When you realize that you’re not a broken person, then you’ll be able to love someone else with your whole heart. Isn’t that what you both deserve?

I feel like I’m on this weird quest to find myself and be happy without material things. Maybe this post is a result to a week’s worth of searching, but I’d like to know what you think on the subject.

There can’t be anything more annoying than American high schoolers obsessed with anime and manga. Wait, there is: American college students obsessed with anime and manga. Hells yes, I went there.

I wouldn’t mind it so much if you simply read manga (as I have done in the past) for the pure enjoyment of the plot and pretty cartoon people (both become annoyingly repetitive). It’s fine if you catch a rerun FLCL on Adult Swim (even though that show makes no fucking sense). What’s not fine is incorporating Japanese phrases, kitten ears, and furry tails with bikinis into your normal life. I wonder if Japanese manga-enthusiasts see this half-assed American obsession as the bastardization of their subculture? *Sigh* No, random ugly chick who goes to my college, it is also not fine to spend your day watching a weird punk ass anime from Google Video on the campus’s Mac. The Macs are not for your freakish anime fetish (nor are they for your stalker-like obsession with Myspace, Mr. Headphones. [YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!]). I digress… Read the rest of this entry »

Studies have shown that vegetarians (following a well-balanced low-fat high-fibre vegetarian diet) often have lower incidence of coronary artery disease, hypertension, obesity and some forms of cancer. ₍₁₎

A recent thread at Snark and a post by Hannah of Creativeburst inspired me to make this post. It’s quite obvious that I’m not ashamed of being a vegetarian. Having been a vegetarian (and partial vegan) for more then two years, I’d like to talk a little more on this subject.

It’s hard living in a state that produced 95, 848 livestock for consumption (not counting chicken) in 2005 alone. ₍₂₎ It’s not hard because I look out my window (our neighbors are ranchers) to see sweet cows happily grazing on the country side and I know they’re bound to turn into your next cheeseburger. It’s hard because of the way people treat me when they find out I’m a vegetarian. I’m a vegetarian for two reasons. The first is that I don’t like the taste of meat. The second is that humans were not made to eat meat. ₃ I hope that you read the provided sources because it is not my intent on educating you. If you wish to debate my stance on this issue, especially via comments, I will please ask you to read my recommended articles first. Otherwise, I’ll just be responding with information you can find in those articles. Read the rest of this entry »

It’s storming. It’s not a lite drizzle, hell it’s not just a summer storm: this is full on I-can’t-drive-in-this storm. Your internet is out, your power is going on and off, and you are bored out of your mind. Is there anything to do?

1. Read a book.
The most obvious activity is to pick up that dusty novel from your shelf and begin at chapter one. Need some suggestions? Check out my Reading List.

2. It doesn’t have to be spring for you to do spring cleaning.
If it’s during the day, open up your blinds and let that depressing gray light in. Sure, you may not feel like detail cleaning, but thunderstorms are an excellent time to pick up clutter and fold laundry.

3. Prank call a friend or relative.
This is if your phones aren’t down. If they are, try your cell phone; if that’s down too go straight to number four. Your loved one is probably just as bored as you are right now. Think of a creative persona and use a funny voice. Wait at least five minutes before letting on who you really are. Oh, and remember to block your number! Read the rest of this entry »

The following is a typical Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday for me:

Morning Routine
I wake up in the morning around nine or ten to my CD alarm clock. I turn it off, get up, put my glasses on, and return all texts and calls on my phone. I then sleepily make my way to my computer, boot her up, and open iTunes. I check all three of my emails, my deviantArt, my Myspace, and sing Imogen Heap at the top of my voice. I bring the dog in (my mom let him out at seven thirty), feed him, and play with him. Then I turn off iTunes, get a towel, and turn on my hot water for a morning shower. I turn my shower CD player on and sing Panic! at the Disco (the only CD that resides in my house, the rest are in the car) at the top of my voice. I blow dry my hair, pick out an outfit, check my email again, Stumble on Firefox for a few minutes before realizing I may be late, let the dog back out, put on make-up, let the dog back in, wash my hands, gather my belongings, find my keys, locate appropriate footwear, and then I finally leave the house. Read the rest of this entry »