So, for once in my life, I think I'm finally getting my shit together. I'm genuinely happy on a regular basis and it honestly... amazes me. I'm too hungover to write an entire post. I've been slacking, I know, but I'll be back. For now, I leave you with this quote:
"Fear less, hope more; eat less, chew more; whine less, breathe more; talk less, say more; love more, and all good things will be yours."
Basically, don't be scared, it's not worth it. Be skinny. Stop complaining. Stop talking shit and start speaking the truth. Love. Be happy :)
rock the quote
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
maturity includes the recognition that no one is going to see anything in us that we don't see in ourselves. stop waiting for a producer. produce yourself.
I will be the first one to admit how immature I am. I think like a 12-year old boy and giggle every time a teacher says orgasm instead of organism in class and tries to play it off like it never happened. I have a terribly dirty mind and I joke about everything. I think it makes a life a little more enjoyable when you can just laugh things off rather than dwelling. But, that really has basically nothing to do with the quote today. Marianne Williamson is a famous lecturer and writer (so she's legit) and she once said:
"Maturity includes the recognition that no one is going to see anything in us that we don't see in ourselves. Stop waiting for a producer. Produce yourself."
This lady is a smart cookie. Lately I've realized that in order to become anything in life, I have to actually believe in myself. Which is for some reason, very difficult for me. I'm extremely pessimistic.
What doesn't quite add up for me is that I'm a leader. I've always been a leader. But I guess I'm more of like.. a secondary leader. I like to be given strict direction in order to complete something successfully. I hate being bossed around and I don't really like creating structured work situations but I like being given direction. So, basically I'm a lazy leader.
I have no idea what I want to do with the rest of my life. I'd like to be successful though... that'd be swell. I'd like to fall in love and all that jazz too. But I really don't know what I'd like my life "production" to be, in this case. I realize I'm only 20, but I just wish I could have some big ol' dream that I've always wanted to fulfill. Eh, maybe next life.
"Maturity includes the recognition that no one is going to see anything in us that we don't see in ourselves. Stop waiting for a producer. Produce yourself."
This lady is a smart cookie. Lately I've realized that in order to become anything in life, I have to actually believe in myself. Which is for some reason, very difficult for me. I'm extremely pessimistic.
What doesn't quite add up for me is that I'm a leader. I've always been a leader. But I guess I'm more of like.. a secondary leader. I like to be given strict direction in order to complete something successfully. I hate being bossed around and I don't really like creating structured work situations but I like being given direction. So, basically I'm a lazy leader.
I have no idea what I want to do with the rest of my life. I'd like to be successful though... that'd be swell. I'd like to fall in love and all that jazz too. But I really don't know what I'd like my life "production" to be, in this case. I realize I'm only 20, but I just wish I could have some big ol' dream that I've always wanted to fulfill. Eh, maybe next life.
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Tuesday, November 2, 2010
when angry, count to four. when very angry, swear.
WARNING: Immense amounts of swear words will be used. Stop fucking reading this if you can't deal.
I'm pissed off. Really pissed off. So I keep swearing... or cussing... or cursing, whichever you like to call it. Basically, one of my five roommates decided to break our lease and call it quits for ridiculous reasons and is giving different, vague answers as to why each time we ask. She decided to inform all of us via mass facebook message. Mature, right? That's some serious fuckery right there. So I'm following my boy Mark Twain's advice:
"When angry, count to four. When very angry, swear."
I tried counting to four. Nothing changed. So I went with the swearing method and it seems to be working alright for the moment. I decided to also tell her how I truly felt about the situation in an awfully awkward mass facebook message as well. She was being a hypocrite (which is easily one of my biggest pet peeves) so I had to call her out on it. It's what I do. I can't just stand back. I'm not that person.
I just don't understand this childish behavior. I realize we're only 20 but come on, a mass facebook message? AND she contacted our landlord before informing any of us. Pussy. Move. I can't deal with all that bullshit. So I vented via message and on here. Sorry about that but it's not like anyone but me reads this anyway. Holla at a sista (sista being me, duh!) if you are. Go ahead, leave a comment. Speak yo' mind. Give me some advice because I sure as hell could always use it. I may not respond well to it but hey, I'm sure someday I'll come back to it and go "Hey, that random comment on that blog back in the day is really useful in this situation." And then I'll find you and thank you. Creepy. Sorry. Leaving now!
I will now post a giant picture of my dog as a puppy because it makes me happy. Wilbur's cute. Admire him.
I'm pissed off. Really pissed off. So I keep swearing... or cussing... or cursing, whichever you like to call it. Basically, one of my five roommates decided to break our lease and call it quits for ridiculous reasons and is giving different, vague answers as to why each time we ask. She decided to inform all of us via mass facebook message. Mature, right? That's some serious fuckery right there. So I'm following my boy Mark Twain's advice:
"When angry, count to four. When very angry, swear."
I tried counting to four. Nothing changed. So I went with the swearing method and it seems to be working alright for the moment. I decided to also tell her how I truly felt about the situation in an awfully awkward mass facebook message as well. She was being a hypocrite (which is easily one of my biggest pet peeves) so I had to call her out on it. It's what I do. I can't just stand back. I'm not that person.
I just don't understand this childish behavior. I realize we're only 20 but come on, a mass facebook message? AND she contacted our landlord before informing any of us. Pussy. Move. I can't deal with all that bullshit. So I vented via message and on here. Sorry about that but it's not like anyone but me reads this anyway. Holla at a sista (sista being me, duh!) if you are. Go ahead, leave a comment. Speak yo' mind. Give me some advice because I sure as hell could always use it. I may not respond well to it but hey, I'm sure someday I'll come back to it and go "Hey, that random comment on that blog back in the day is really useful in this situation." And then I'll find you and thank you. Creepy. Sorry. Leaving now!
I will now post a giant picture of my dog as a puppy because it makes me happy. Wilbur's cute. Admire him.
Monday, November 1, 2010
to feel valued, to know, even if only once in a while, that you can do a job well is an absolutely marvelous feeling
Sometimes all it takes in a little encouragement that you're doing something right to make your day a little better. Baba Wawa (otherwise known as Barbara Walters) said this:
"To feel valued, to know, even if only once in a while, that you can do a job well is an absolutely marvelous feeling."
As I said before, I can't take a compliment. I'm awful at it; but I'm trying and that's what counts. This weekend was good ol' Halloween. My least favorite holiday of the year. Bad shit always happens to me. Details aren't really necessary. But, now I work for MAC Cosmetics, and we're pretty known for our fantabulous makeup skills and Halloween is a huge deal for all of the artists.
So we had some crazy makeup adventures and it was really encouraging to see all of the artists complementing each other and random people coming up and just staring at our makeup creations! I've always wanted to work for MAC so it was a huge wave of pride that went through me.
Also, on a more personal note. I'm not fucking up in my personal life. I'm not screwing it up like I usually do and I'm receiving some encouragement and compliments regarding the situation. Yay Delaney!
"To feel valued, to know, even if only once in a while, that you can do a job well is an absolutely marvelous feeling."
As I said before, I can't take a compliment. I'm awful at it; but I'm trying and that's what counts. This weekend was good ol' Halloween. My least favorite holiday of the year. Bad shit always happens to me. Details aren't really necessary. But, now I work for MAC Cosmetics, and we're pretty known for our fantabulous makeup skills and Halloween is a huge deal for all of the artists.
So we had some crazy makeup adventures and it was really encouraging to see all of the artists complementing each other and random people coming up and just staring at our makeup creations! I've always wanted to work for MAC so it was a huge wave of pride that went through me.
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| i make a mean snooki |
Sunday, October 31, 2010
i think we're losing our sense of humor instead of being able to relax and laugh at ourselves. i don't care whether it's ethnicity, age, sexual orientation, or whose ox is being gored.
The baddest old lady around said this quote. Betty White, everybody. I hope I'm remotely as cool as that woman at that age. Maybe like 1/8 as rich. That'd be nice too.
"I think we're losing our sense of humor instead of being able to relax and laugh at ourselves. I don't care whether it's ethnicity, age, sexual orientation, or whose ox is being gored."
She's old, funny, adorable AND smart! I'd totally date her if I were an incredibly old man. Or if I dated old ladies? Anyway... I looked up quotes about relaxation because I just took a nap. I love naps. I don't know who the inventor of the first nap was, but I love that person. What a fantastic idea to sleep for an hour or 5 when it's not necessarily "bedtime." How rebellious.
So, I saw this quote and it wasn't exactly the point of my search, but it's great and it's by Betty White and she needed to be represented immediately in this high-profile (just let me say it, self-esteem booster) blog.
I think it's true though. I feel like the world around us, around me at least, is just... I don't even know the word. I feel like everybody just needs to relax. Just not think that every negative thing someone says or dumb tweet is about you. Maybe it is, maybe you have some reason to be paranoid (that's the word I was lookin for!) but for the most part, everyone just needs to calm down.
Everyone's always getting so defensive and causing issues for no reason and I can't say that I'm completely innocent of all this, my hands are not always clean. I have issues. We've discussed this previously. I'd just like to prescribe everyone around me a giant chill pill. If those existed, which they probably do... just not legally, I'd be a happy camper. So stop being anal, paranoid, tightly-wound human beings.
Laugh more. Ten bucks says you're cuter when you do!
"I think we're losing our sense of humor instead of being able to relax and laugh at ourselves. I don't care whether it's ethnicity, age, sexual orientation, or whose ox is being gored."
She's old, funny, adorable AND smart! I'd totally date her if I were an incredibly old man. Or if I dated old ladies? Anyway... I looked up quotes about relaxation because I just took a nap. I love naps. I don't know who the inventor of the first nap was, but I love that person. What a fantastic idea to sleep for an hour or 5 when it's not necessarily "bedtime." How rebellious.
So, I saw this quote and it wasn't exactly the point of my search, but it's great and it's by Betty White and she needed to be represented immediately in this high-profile (just let me say it, self-esteem booster) blog.
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| me & peyton giggle. look how cute we are. |
Everyone's always getting so defensive and causing issues for no reason and I can't say that I'm completely innocent of all this, my hands are not always clean. I have issues. We've discussed this previously. I'd just like to prescribe everyone around me a giant chill pill. If those existed, which they probably do... just not legally, I'd be a happy camper. So stop being anal, paranoid, tightly-wound human beings.
Laugh more. Ten bucks says you're cuter when you do!
Friday, October 29, 2010
sooner or later, we all quote our mothers.
Easily one of the truest (Is that a word? It's not being underlined in red, so I'm just going to assume it is.) things I've read in a long time. As much as I sometimes don't like to admit it, I am slowly but surely turning into my mama with every word I speak. I use her old-school yiddish sayings in every day conversation (confusing those around me) and use her classic expressions such as "a wee bit cuntish"- pronounced 'coon-tish' (which i never realized the meaning of until I actually wrote it out a few years back and had a Ooooooooh!" moment). Tsk, tsk who would've known my mama had such a potty mouth!?
I really don't have too much to say on this topic. I randomly found this quote so I figured I'd post it for the hell of it. I love my mama and I'd like to love like her, care like her, be as funny as her, as smart as her just be a little less worry-some. But for the most part- I wouldn't mind stealing all of her attributes. She's a cool broad. And she aged well. Fingers crossed!
I really don't have too much to say on this topic. I randomly found this quote so I figured I'd post it for the hell of it. I love my mama and I'd like to love like her, care like her, be as funny as her, as smart as her just be a little less worry-some. But for the most part- I wouldn't mind stealing all of her attributes. She's a cool broad. And she aged well. Fingers crossed!
i'm lazy. but it's the lazy people who invented the wheel and the bicycle because they didn't like walking or carrying things.
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| sad laney :( |
"I'm lazy. But it's the lazy people who invented the wheel and the bicycle because they didn't like walking or carrying things."
(Good ol' Lech Walesa came up with that one. He's a Polish politician and human-rights activist, if you care.)
Gameplan is to be as lazy as possible so I can invent something that other lazy people can enjoy. Have they invented a machine that sucks snot out of noses? How about unplugs ears that've been plugged for 4 days straight? I'd like to have both of those things at my bedside right now. I'm strugglin' over here.
Alright, fine. Back to Geography. And constantly yawning to get my ears to unpop. And my box of Puffs (because my nose is indeed, in need). I'm just going to fail anyway. Blah.
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