Tuesday, December 29, 2009


i have had the biggest most massive crush on you for a couple years now. i first saw you on youtube and we became kind of friends. nothing could ever happen so i'd never tell you but i wanted to say something. dont respond.

I responded! AHH.

Ask me anything

Saturday, December 26, 2009

D-Day(?) A blog.

T-24 days until school starts.

I remember the first day at Gordon College so clearly.

I was so nervous. Huge ass butterflies flying around my stomach... not to mention the extreme need to pee. A large line of cars wrapped around the campus. Filled with new students, the cars slowly moved forward one by one as each person got all of their orientation information. As we passed by the Student center, I RAN out to use the bathroom. Peeing was pure Heaven after not being allowed to stop (orders from my brother, the chauffeur). As I left the Student center I looked to my right, hoping my brother would not be too far off. I ran down and got back into the car, awaiting my fait... or rather, my orientation packet.

Everyone was so nice and welcoming, as they efficiently helped me with my stuff up to my room so they could continue to the next person as they arrived.

Looks can be deceiving. Gordon College started out well, and ended in shit. Maybe, it'll be the opposite at Virginia Commonwealth. It'll be a bit hard at first, trying to get back into the swing of things- taking notes, doing work, making friends... but then, hopefully things will fall into place. Hopefully, I fall into place at VCU.

Friday, December 25, 2009

The Christmas Loot (woot)

For Nintendo DSi-

Kingdom Hearts 2
Pokemon Platinum
Mario and Luigi: Bowser's inside story

Scribblenauts handbook

Serenity Collector's edition DVD

Barnes and Nobles Gift Certificate

One awesomely heartfelt and rather artistic card from my sister, as well as a black spray painted cigar box with a cheetah on the top

Some cute magnetic bookmarks and little snowmen stackable pencils

And most of all... drum roll please... bahdabahdabahdabahdabahdabahdabahdabahdaaa

The new 8GB MinoHD Flipcam :-DDD

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

A blog for the fashionless

Warning: No American Apparel, Lookbook.nu, or the perfect mess of hair past this point.

I've noticed as of late that fashion is becoming more and more popular. There's been some kind of revival to expressing yourself via your clothing. Networking websites like www.lookbook.nu make it possible to showcase your ideas, style, and even your own designs (for the aspiring fashion designer). The store American Apparel has also become a huge player in this "fashionista age." With mostly unisex clothing and quite plain designs, American Apparel lets you be the stylist by allowing you to mix and match pieces so you can create your own looks.

This movement of expression through your everyday clothes is almost the antithesis of couture, however. Glance through certain popular magazines like Nylon or Glamour and you'll notice a trend in all of the put together looks in their Fashion&Style section. They are the exact opposite of that... NOT put together! Mismatching patterns, a ripped pair of tights, dirty worn in boots, and lots of layers. This fad has led us back to our roots. Our own Digital generation has drifted back to eras long gone by shopping in thrift stores and wearing hand-me downs. Stores like Urban Outfitters and Free People even strive to look more vintage and worn in, as to roll with the times. It seems as though everything does come full circle.

Polaroid: abercrombie & fitch jeans, forest green converse, navy long sleeve "thermal/waffleshirt " with small yellow flowers all over it, and what I like to call a "slouchy hat" (to hide an abundant stream of curly hair).

I've never been one that was too concerned with fashion. I like to look good, however I'd rather spend my time and money on things like... graphic novels, comics, and video games. I like to think that I'm not the only one out there who would rather be consumed in the little fantasy world making music or being on the computer brings than thinking about what I'm going to wear. I am amidst the age of a new and unique fashion revival, yet it is completely passing me by. Every now and then I start to feel like I am missing that part of my brain that says get out of bed and put something together that doesn't involve a pair of dirty jeans.

Polaroid: dark brown uggs, that same pair of stained jeans, long sleeve grey shirt, and that good ol' "slouchy hat" (to hide the abundant stream of curly hair).

I'm all for a good fad. There's nothing like something new and exciting to make you completely different, yet just like everyone else... but, for the first time I'm embracing FREEDOM! Not showering everyday, taking ways under an hour to get ready, and glancing into my closet and just hopping into what happens to catch my eye and... doesn't look half bad. And most of the time it's that same pair of jeans... that same comfy cardigan, one of my favorite t-shirts, and that good ol' slouchy hat.

This is my style. Take it or leave it I am a jeans and t-shirt girl. I'd rather spend my money on books, and my time playing video games or watching daytime television. And while I may not be apart of this new movement, I accept it. Now more than ever, it is a call for difference. It is a call for showcasing who you are and not who corporations want you to be.

So, live on thrifting and lookbook! I'll be just over there... most likely... doin'... not much of anything.

(no hipsters were harmed in the writing of this blog)

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Damn yo hobbies!

I have hobbies.

a) the internet
b) comics, graphic novels, and the occasional novel (or so it has become)
c) dancing
d) ukulele
e) Writing & even the occasional drawing
f) Video games
g) Television/Movies

I enjoy many a things, however those I feel are the most prominent. How many hobbies can one person have?

I want to pick up:

h) photography (to better my ability to use a camera technically and therefore artistically)
i) some type of REAL instrument (Acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass... I haven't decided)

With school and a job and hopefully a life, how much time will I have for ANY of these things let alone the things I want to pick up? I'm already mediocre at all of the hobbies I already have, how many more things do I want to be mediocre at?

Don't you ever wish that you could be more single minded? I do! Damn me and my interests! I wish I could just focus on getting better at ONE thing. If I could do that, then maybe I wouldn't need so many mediums to express myself. I just don't know If i can.

Frustration! GRRR.

Friday, December 18, 2009

The Possibility of Australia

If I want to travel, Study Abroad is a really good option. Australia is the only place VCU offers that would cost the same tuition as VCU and I wouldn't have to worry about "staying a VCU student" if i choose to go to another school that wasn't in the exchange program. (Plus, I wouldn't have to know another language-hah, I mean i love it, but I'm not proficient in italian or russian sorry to say)

I would also be able to take classes in my major! The only thing is there are a few things that I need to think about when applying:

1- would they accept a transfer student?
2- I need to keep my grades above 2.75 to even be considered
3- WHEN should I go?!
4- Would I be able to go when I have only upper level courses left to do? (At VCU you need to have a certain amount of upper levels in your major taken at VCU in order to graduate)
5- I would have to get IN to the program!

I guess the big thing I would have to worry about is the application process, but I would get it done and I know that. And there is the WHEN should i go...

I don't want to be completely unattached from VCU. I want to have a life there. I want to have friends in Richmond. If i study abroad I am away for a whole semester. I want to be at VCU for awhile before I go away. So when I go away for a semester everyone doesn't just forget about me. I need to have friends before I go away so this doesn't happen... (because that would suck).

There are two things I really want to do a- Have a life at VCU and in Richmond and b-travel. Now, I just need to figure out how to make those two things work together.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

I've figured it out.

I've figured out the recipe for families.

They know your buttons and they somehow always come about to push them over and over and over again.

I, uh... guess that's how it's meant to be, eh?

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Decisions, Decisions, Decisions

Before I had to go through registering for classes my one thought was that I am going to finish school as fast as I can and enjoy it as much as I can.

As time goes on I'm seeing that it's going to be a little harder than I thought...

I have pre-requisites and Gen eds I have to finish, plus an entire major to start from scratch.

Advisors aren't much help. At such a big school, I guess it's understandable that you have to worry and care about yourself because absolutely no one else in the administration does. It'd help a lot of if one of them could get back to me so I could figure out my plan for the next few years.

I want to be able to travel and screw around and I thought that I could only do that after school, but maybe the most convenient thing would be to stay IN school and work around that schedule.

I don't know... we'll just have to see. If only my freaking advisor would get back to me!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, December 7, 2009

Spring Semester

Next semester is going to be really trying. I am going to be in 7 classes, 6 of which are Gen eds that aren't quite up my alley. I have no choice, though If I want to start my major courses come next fall.

As of now I'm enrolled in:

U.S. Government
Chemistry & Society
Choices in Consumer Society
Texts & Contexts: Dante
Introduction to Economics

I still have to over-ride a filled course or two and get into Statistics and a Mass Comm class.

I feel like I should talk to my advisor again (even though she absolutely does not care about me since she is coordinating with thousands of other students) because I am going to be inundated with work I don't understand. If I can take some of these courses in the summer, I think I should wait.

O.k... now to e-mail her.

Wish me luck for this semester :-I !

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Dream Jobs

Let's be realistic... I don't have a lot to show for my skills, right now. If I was to be thrown out into the job market today I could probably find a job, but only because I seem to get lucky with these things. I need to improve my skills, but I can only do that If i really think about what I may want to do one day.

1-Camera operator

It would be awesome to be a camera operator for a documentary-style show. Something like on TLC or Discovery.


I love having a hand in everything and I think I'm good at it, but I'm certainly no where near where I would have to be if I want to go full time.


4-Media coordinator for companies

There are tons and tons of companies out there trying to get in touch with the public these days and they don't know how. Companies ALL OVER need people who know medias like the internet.

5-Journalist... LIKE person?

Haha, I don't know.. I don't want to be a journalist, but I respect what they do. I want to be able to put the truth out there whether it's in video form or writing.

6-My voice

I don't know what I want to do. I just know that I have opinions and thoughts that I want to share with the world in some way. I just need to find how I can do that.

As of now here are the skills I need to GREATLY improve upon:

1-Still Camera Work. I have my mothers Nikon from the 70's and I have to work on that until I have an opportunity to get a Digital SLR. In the long run it would save me money to go digital, rather than spending money on Film (As much as I love the art of analog). Once I'm completely comfortable with still photography it'll make it WORLDS easier to fully operate a video camera.


3-Dancing (Just for fun... because I love it... and because I miss it dearly)

4- I need to continue to make videos while I'm in school... even If I'm not a in the BFA program.

Monday, November 30, 2009


I hope I get an e-mail from the housing department of VCU sooner than later, because it's getting scary close to when I start school and I have yet to know where I'm living. They said I should get it within the next 2 weeks...

If I don't get housing then I'm going to have to find randoms to live with from Craigslist. I'm fine with it, but I'm going to have to enlist boy toy to go look at the apartments.


Now to annoy the woman who asked me to make up a website for her. She never responded to the reply e-mail I sent a week ago and I need to be persistent If I really want to get a job with her offices in Richmond.

Sunday, November 29, 2009


It's that time of year... or almost that time of year.

I'm already thinking about what my new years resolutions will be because I have so many things I want to change. I'm only going to stick to two very doable ones though.

1-I will be more Frugal
2-I will eat better.

Friday, November 20, 2009

People, Animals, Things, and Fictional Characters that are kind of alone and mostly o.k. with it

1- Rory Gilmore (when she's in yale)

2- Wall-E
3- Robert Neville (but that isn't really the best example... He kind of dreams about having sex with vampires and drinks himself into stupors)

4- Jimmy Kudo (from the manga Case Closed. I mean... he has the professor man, but that's the only person that really knows it's him inside that kid body)

5- Horton the Elephant (He's was all alone when it came to protecting that lil clover... but then the he becomes friends with the entire jungle and the who world in the end)

6-Mark (from rent) He has all those great friends, but ends up isolating himself

7-Basically everyone from Spring Awakening (their whole society was messed up basically forcing them into isolation from each other and who they really were as people)

8-Chunky Rice and Dandel (from Good-bye, Chunky Rice) They have each other but then Chunky Rice has to move on. At least they miss each other together. That's kind of sweet.

9-Steve (Blue's Clues) I mean, really... all of his 'friends' are dogs or pieces of furniture. I'd say that qualifies him as alone.

10-Michael Jackson

11-Pocahantes (she has a whole tribe moves to a different world, only of her kind and then... dies)

12-Asterios Polyp

13-Leonard (Memento) I mean... he's not o.k. with being alone. He lost the love of his life. But none the less he goes on.

14-Spartacus (the movie. if you haven't seen it... watch it now)

15-Great White sharks


17-Beta Fish (even though the males do make the bubble nests even when there is no girl around)

18-Giant Panda (they're UUBER aggressive and live in isolation)

19-Max Head Room

20-Tyler Durden/Narrator (Fight Club)

21- Judas Iscariot (I mean... he had all the disciples and Jesus and then betrayed them. Good going, Asshole)

Nobody reads the long ones

I'm alone. I'm fucking alone and that's just how it is. It's how it's going to be for awhile, and I just have to deal with it. Until then... if there even is a then, I'm just going to smoke a cigarette and cower in bed with the blankets over my head.

Not at the same time, though. That would be dangerous.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Alphabet Survey (I'm a sucker for 'em)

- Available: nope
- Age: 20
- Annoyances: disloyalty, mouth breathers, fake people
- Afternoons or mornings: Uh... probably mornings because I get really tired in the afternoon

- Best Friend: Don't have one
- Beer: Why not.
- Birthday: August 27
- Best month: October or November (because it's the peak of fall!)
- Best day: Friday

- Crush: I mean, there are some celeb "crushes" possibly
- Candy: Laffy Taffy and the occasional peace of frozen dark chocolate
- Colour: Don't have a favorite
- Chocolate or Vanilla: vanilla
- Criminal Record: None.

- Day or Night: It depends. I hate being tired at night, but I love staying up.
- Dream Vehicle: Just a nice sturdy peace a junk. aka VOLKSWAGEN BUS! YUSSS.
- Dream: To be happy and successful

- Easiest Person To Talk To: ... I don't know.
- Eggs: With cheese and some toast, thanks.
- End of the line: what about it?

- First Crush: A little boy in nursery school. I always put my naptime mat next to his. he had brown hair and bowl cut
- Fuck vs Feck: FUCK
- Fave piece of clothing: Just a nice comfy t-shirt
- Fave song atm: well I've been singing a buddy holly song for the past hour "it doesn't matter anymore"
- Future: college, move to either san fran, boston, or vancouver/toronto, get a job, go to grad school.

- Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: Gummy bears :-D FRIENDS. (<3@violentservent style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">- Giver or Taker: I'm a giver, but I also like to take. It's all about the thought.
- Greatest moment in life: Realizing I'm great at something
- Gold or Silver: Both!

- Hair: it does what it wants. CRAZY CURLS.
- Happy: I tend to be a happy person. Sad sometimes, yes. but I tend to find my way out of holes.
- Hat: those slouchy ones. such a great cure for a bad hair day. the hot pink one is my favvv :-)
- Hugs: Only by people I'm comfortable with, but then YES absolutely!!

- Ice Cream: Green Tea (but only the really sugary stuff, not the natural kind. Bonsai has the BEST)
- Instrument: Ukulele
- Is there anything you would tell yourself 3 years ago: DON'T GO TO GORDON COLLEGE!!!
- Invisible for a Day: Yes, please. I'd probably just sit in a park or something and observe. I'd be too scared to spy on my friends and loved ones.

- Jewellry : my rings.
- Job: None right now, but when I start school I'm going to look for one.
- Jeans: my ripped pair that I got from a friend. they're so old and stained!

- Kids: hahah no. not yet. no no no. one day.
- King for the day: I'd declare my birthday national bear hug day.

- Lie ins: ... what?
- Longest Car Ride: I'm not sure... probably when I was 12/13 and I drove to Oregon from NY with my sister
- Life: Yup... life.

- Milk Flavor: I'll just take the original milk flavor, thanks.
- Music: yes yes yes, please.

- Number Of Siblings: 2
- Number : 27
- Note to self: Don't sweat the small stuff.

- One Wish: Oh, pish posh in wishes. You make what you want come true. Hopes and wishes mean crap.
- One Phobia: pregnant bellies.
- One song: one song glory from Rent (adam pascal forgetting the words all the time kind of ruins it for me though)
- One love: I'm not sure.

- Part Of Your Personality That You Like: I'm very driven
- Physical Feature on yourself you like: Hm... my smile? Such a cop out answer, though. I'm not sure.
- Physical Feature on opposite sex you like: it changes. I tend to like forearms for some reason.

- Quick or Slow: slow
- Queen for the day: sure

Reason 2 Smile: Honestly, right now it's because I'm proud of myself.
Reason 2 Cry: Eh. Crying shmrying.
Rolos vs Refreshers: .... neither? I don't really know what either of those are, really...

Song You Last Heard: buddy holly "you won't matter anymore" like i said... i've been playing it.
Song You Are Hearing: some background song for the show Cake Boss

- Tattoo: I have 3 and have others in mind, but won't get any for a long time.
- Time Now: 12:00 AM exactly
- Time For Bed: when I'm feeling all cozy in bed and am too tired to wait through commercials lol
- Time of Birth: I don't remember.. sometime around 1-3 in the afternoon or something
- Treat: piece of frozen dark chocolate or raspberry sorbet

- Useless: your mom
- Unusual: me, I guess.
- Umbrella or hood: hoody poo.

- Vegetable You Hate: don't really really hate any. I stand tomatoes.
- Vegetable You Love: green peppers or carrots... does corn count?
- Vertigo: never had it. makes me think of arrested development. i hate the song.

- Worst Habits: hm... I let laundry build up when I'm at home.
- Worst Day: a few come to mind.
- Worst Person: hahah a lot come to mind, but "worst person" is quite harsh.
- Worst thing you own: a lot of things.
- Why?: fjdsal;fjsdkla;fds

- X-Rays: in my eyes preferably. anywhere else and it would be useless to have xray vision. xray vision butt LAWL. Ok.
- Xylophone: I want one to play with.

- Year It Is Now: 2009 but soon 2010 (CRAZY)
- Yellow: I rather like that color but it doesn't look to good on me.

- Zoo Animal: Elephants and cool furry things.
- Zodiac Sign: Leo/Virgo cusp

Saturday, November 14, 2009

The only verdict. The best verdict.

Sitting on my bed, I glanced out the window as the rain began to drizzle down. Heavier and heavier the rain fell, and It strangely made me happy. I felt warm inside as I thought of how it reminded me of Virginia.

(and then I thought, what the heck... why am I saying that about VIRGINIA of all places?)

It's because of the possibilities. I've been living through only dreams of all of the possibilities for my life this past year. That isn't living at all. At what point am I going to stop dreaming of what path to take, and actually start living my life?

I've been stagnant despite my absolute focus solely on getting into school and learning the craft I want to pursue.

Things have changed, and I have to roll with it, because I'm sick of not living my life.

In a few weeks I'm going to get a letter saying that my application for the pre-requisite to Photography and Film-BFA was denied. I'll probably cry, but I'll get over it. Because I need to start doing something. Whatever it is.

On January 13th I'll be moving down to Richmond, Virginia so in (at the most) 3 years time I'll have a degree. What comes after that? I have no idea.

And now, how many times have I said that this year?

Friday, November 13, 2009

Gordon College was the worst decision of my young life.

I hate that I've been forced to doubt my decisions again.

I had VCU in the bag. Everything so perfectly on the horizon. It's only my fault, however. I overlooked one small, yet extremely defining detail between the Cinema-BA and Photography and Film-BFA majors.

I've fought so hard this past year to figure out what I want to do with my life and where I want to be. I figured it out and was finally so confident with where I was going to be and what I was going to be doing... and now, I'm lost.

The nutshell is this: shit shit shit blah blab blah I can't be a film major sob sob sob tears sob.

Exhibit A- Another Kristen "what the fuck am I going to do" freak out moment x2

Being a Journalism/Broadcasting major means NOTHING to me without that Photography and Film-BFA right there next to it.

But, what it comes down to is... time. Time and responsibility. I have to get my degree.
... and I'll have no more of this applying to schools at almost 21, already years behind. I'll have no more of living at home- any longer would be unbearable. Leaving NY Film Academy not an option as I would have no time to have a job to pay for an apartment/living expenses while attending there.

I'm absolutely fucked. But at least in about 3 years I'll be absolutely fucked with a Bachelor of Sciences degree in Journalism/Broadcasting from Virginia Commonwealth University. That's all I can do.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009


Going to Gordon College was the biggest mistake of my life. Leaving it was, too.

Oh, well. I go on. We'll see what happens, now...


Sunday, November 1, 2009

Well, I lied. Didn't I, now?

I feel an affinity for you, blogspot and I will not abandon you.

It's called glorious inspiration...

Or rather, just something kind of cool that came out of a colormekristen eeeeemmmmo0 moment... yupp.

I don't know her name yet, but she's rad. And I'm excited to start writing.

It's most certainly not going to be any kind of Nanowrimo novel... More of a mixed media piece. I don't want to give away too much, because I have no idea where it's going to head.

You're going to want to get lost with her. I kind of want to get lost with her already.

I'm being kind of creepy about this character I've dreamed up, aren't I? I guess it's kind of an alter ego.

Happy writing, everyone. It's November 1.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

I'm converting

To tumblr.

I'll be posting whatever links and photos, etc. I think is funny, as well as blogging over here:

Hope to see you there :-)

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Girls and Romance. No... Women and Romance.

I find it quite interesting that no matter how diverse a group of women could be... there is one thing that they all have in common. Every one of them wants to be swept off their feet.

I may be generalizing here, but no one wants to be in control 100% of the time. Those images of fairy tales and old fashioned tradition, they're all just dreams from another time. I'm pretty confident, however, that each woman still dreams of being on the receiving end of some romance every now and again.

It's funny to think about some bitchy girl and think, hey... she just wants to be swept off her feet too.

It's of like calling security guards "sparkles (http://www.asofterworld.com/)." Demeaning people in your mind kind of takes the power away from them. I guess that what "imagining them naked" is supposed to do.

Monday, October 19, 2009

This is my internet story.

This is why I am so adverse to the internet as of late.
... and by as of late I mean for about a year or more, now.

I have a love/hate relationship to the internet. I got started on youtube one extremely boring summer before I went to college. I had absolutely nothing to do so I wasted away the hours in which my friends were busy by watching videos. A month or so down the line... I figured out that there was a community. So, I began making videos.

I thought those people were so cool. Yes, people like Charlieissocoollike and Funnypranks.

I made videos despite my low subscriber count. As most people are in the beginning, I was obsessed with getting more subscribers. Hurt when people unsubscribed and secretly ecstatic when people did subscribe. I cared a bit too much.

The community was AMAZING! When everyone was on stickam talking, making new friends. I'm sure that is still around somewhere, but once that faded my interest went along with it.

People get sucked in by that website. It can be a good thing or a bad thing. It is what you make it. For me, I see how much it can turn into high school. People fighting to be known, to make other people think their cool so they're sub counts can go up.

That's so pathetic and I don't want to be a part of that. I don't want to be one of those people worrying about whether or not some strangers across the world think something you posted on your twitter, dailybooth, tumblr, or youtube page is cool.

I love meeting new people and making new friends, but not in a completely superficial way which I feel all of these "social networking" websites can become.

So henceforth, I have distanced myself from the internet. I still talk to people I know, make new friends here and there... but not with as much fervor I as I used to. Don't get me wrong, friends... It's just for the simple fear that I will get sucked in, again. I spent a long time becoming more confident, with the help of youtube, no doubt. And I just don't want to go back.

I can find a better way to share my ideas with the world.

In a nutshell... that is my love/hate relationship with the internet.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Viriginia Commonwealth University

People keep on asking me, "You're not going to VCU just because of your boyfriend, right?"

I respond, "no." and give my reasons. But no one believes you despite their knowledge of you as a person and whatever backed up bullet points you list for why you do want to go to VCU.

All I can do is think to myself... everyone is going to think that. All that matters is if I'm happy. And I couldn't be happier with my decision.

This decision was more about me than any other decision ever has been. Nobody could realize that as much as I could when I got the big envelope from VCU with the "2010 accepted student packet."

I'll admit it... I cried. I cried out of freaking happiness. Really, Kristen? Really? So much rides on this. This is my life. This is my second chance to be 20 and not screw it up. This is my second chance to go to school and learn about what I love. To make friends.

AND OH BOY will I make friends. I'm going to do my work and be the best effing student you've ever seen. Taking a year off, whether it was pleasant or not... was most likely a good thing.

And if people think I'm weak and shallow enough to go to school just for some boy... than so be it. Because I know I made the right decision. I'm fucking rad.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Funny nerd stuff.

If I had a tumblr... I'd post this there. But seeing as I am quite incapable of figuring out how to work tumblr... I will post this here. And, yes... I was going to blog about my life... but I thought this was better, ya know? Short and sweet.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

The man.

I'm learning what it is to "work for the man." Everyone has a boss they must attend to and make happy.

I've had a wide range of jobs- from babysitting to being an administrative assistant. Most of the time in the work world you are not in charge. You do what your boss says and if they don't like your work... you have to do better or you're out of there for good. Sometimes you have to shut up and swallow your pride in order to keep in good favor of the higher ups.

That's no different in the film world. I've only been involved with a couple of pieces wherein it wasn't just my peers I had to work in cooperation with. When it's your peers it's a little easier to persuade and coax them to your ideas for the piece... and if it's not then you just try your best to swallow your pride and work for the greater good of the film.

It's just a lot harder to swallow being shut down or told what to do... when it's coming from someone of authority. From someone you have no choice but to address them with, "Oh, o.k. Of course. I'll do that right away."

Film is a creative outlet. It's a lot harder to compromise something that comes from within you, from inspiration.

So when the higher ups don't get what you're trying to do... you try and explain. You try and explain it in the nicest and politest way possible without coming off condescending. If they're still not having it... well, then you're just screwed.

You're left feeling stupid and just a little embarrassed.

You put on that fake smile and you do what they want. And then all is right with the world.

Needless to say... I don't like working for the man.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

A mere ponderance... and yes, I made up that word.

You can "internet" with the least amount of brain power. You can talk to people and interact "socially" through comments on dailybooth, twitter, youtube... even with the slightest bit of "WOO HOO!" in you.

Have you noticed that? It's kind of strange, I guess. I wonder how that will change the way we interact in the future. We sit here by ourselves on our computers supposedly "interacting" yet we have the same face when we say LOL or ;-(.

Internet face. permanent internet face...

*rubs chin and ponders*

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

To whom it may concern:

I hate bad timing. I hate hate hate hate hate it.
Love, Kristen

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Your footprint.

Last night I saw a horrible horrible horrible play in the Fringe festival. The play was about youtube, and at one point the act replays silently while the director gives commentary. The commentary had absolutely nothing to do with explaining what was going on (which I really wish she did) it was more about herself. She even talked about a silent auction in which she won a box of gossip girl books.

She did, however, raise one good point.

We remember people from the past from physical things we find. Diaries, maps, pictures, postcards. As things are changing people are using physical things such as diaries to express themselves less and less. We are gravitating more towards our computers and the internet to express ourselves. If the digital age is only going to continue to grow than our footprint will be larger and more accessible than that of people from the 1800's or beforehand.

But what if thousands of years in the future... our blogs, youtube channels, facebooks... our footprints aren't there? Will you still have a mark on the world?

This scares me. I have my blogs, my pictures, a lot of my life up on the internet. I do this so I can remember a funny moment with a friend, or something I was thinking through. But what happens if all of this isn't around thousands of years or even just hundreds of years from now?

Will anything we did matter? Will anything we created matter?

Thinking through all of this makes me want to start a journal rather than a blog. However, what is great about computers is that you can get your thoughts out so much quicker than you can when you write them.

Another reason why I am starting to gravitate towards starting ... or continuing many of the unfinished journals i have... is because I started this blog to inspire and create conversation... and I don't really think it does that.

So from now on I'm leaving my personal inquiries and thoughts to myself and my paper. I'll use this blog for things I find funny or any creative writing I am comfertable enough to post. Once I can figure out tumblr I might just switch over to that...

Let me know what you think about our "footprint."

Wednesday, August 19, 2009


My desktop is ridiculous right now. I save pictures that I like or think are funny, and it just takes up space on my computer and I will most likely never look at them again...

So, because I can't figure out how to work Tumblr... I am going to purge all of the pictures on my desktop into one blog.

This is the most random conglomerate of pictures you will ever see. It's a combination of things I've found on the internet, things I've stolen from other people that I liked, funny screen caps from movies, and things I've made.

Enjoy... or don't enjoy. Whaateeever (I said that like dwaine from full house).

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Thursday, August 13, 2009

To-do To-do To-do

1- Apply to Kyocera's All Access Documentary contest

2-Figure out when to "re-activate" my application to VCU because I ultimately failed and didn't apply early enough to get in this fall.

3-Think up some back up plans for my education if I don't get in for the Spring.

4-Figure out when and where I would like to travel

5-Crunch some numbahs for the trip

6-Beg mom and dad to return my birthday present and give me the money instead. As well, to fast track my Christmas money?

7- Do the same to Grandma Diane?

8- Do some freaking laundry already!!!

This is my life...
I turn 20 in two weeks. I have absolutely no Idea where all of this will take me.

Leaving Gordon College may have been the biggest mistake of my life if I don't keep on actively pursuing my goals. I want an education, I want friends, I want to go somewhere. I want a life.

I should have given up on Gordon so quickly. But now that all is said and done, I need to make this time worth something. It's just going to be a mistake unless I do something with this year, and can strive fowards with wherever I decide to continue my education next.

Where should I travel this fall? Where should I go on a less than $4,000 budget that could be mind blowing and inspiring?

It's going to happen. My only other options are "smart," "Be prepared" ones and after all the shit that has happened this past year I'm ready to say "Fuck it." and do what I've wanted to do since the moment I deferred from Gordon.

So to everyone who comes across this blog... Where do I go?

Sunday, August 2, 2009

There is no title for this here bloggy poo.

It's timeeeee forrrrr...


I am currently-
a) Extremely hungry... but too nauseous to eat.
b) Extremely tired... but can't sleep.


*bonus alphabetical letters*

I am also...
c) watching an episode of 16 and pregnant Unseen moments from season 1 (so freaking good)
d) wanting my stupid (and by stupid I mean absolutely lovely) boyfriend to wake up and callll meeeeee :-)

Wednesday, July 29, 2009


I'd like to press the pause button of this summer of mine.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

The first one was SO funny.

My life is just one big fail isn't it.

(It makes me feel better to be unnecessarily dramatic)

Saturday, July 25, 2009

A brief interruption

I'm pausing episode 5 of my 30 episode Korean teen soap opera to tell all of you lovely people of the majesty that is bootleg subbed television online.

As I'm watching this show things like this pop up! I found it quite amusing, so I wanted to share it.

I just want to know... Do the people making these subtitles actually think I don't already know these things? I guess it's safe to assume that a lot of the people watching these shows are pretty mindless... then again I'm watching this show, so I better not judge to harshly...

The one that amuses me most is the last one, "Homegirl got some major issues." What I love about it is not only the statement alone, but the fact that the person who said it is most likely some 16 year old little Korean girl with a little gangstahh flair. Oh gosh, so many different stories are coming to mind.

I need to not read those extra subtitles because I keep on getting distracted. I get all side tracked and start thinking about what kind of person wrote that, what are they like, etc. etc.

If you didn't catch it before the show is called, Boys Before Flowers, and I would definitely recommend it!

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

There is little to no point for you to exist, blog.

But, I'll write here anyway...
Because I need to complain just for a bit...
At least before I go back to "It's going to be o.k.," Kristen.

I have some advice for you, kiddies. Don't ever apply to schools late because it makes things a real bitch. The following happens:

1-You don't get the major you want and have to wait until the following year to apply for it (giving you one more fantastic not to mention extra year to stay in college)
2-They don't have any more campus housing available (forcing you to some how find a place to live in Richmond, VA all the way from NY)

Oh, and have I mentioned I haven't even gotten INTO the school, yet? They haven't even received my transcripts which were sent from Massachusetts on Friday. THEN they have to process and review my application.

I decided to change my major to Mass Communications, B.S. with a concentration in PR. I have to choose a second major for when I apply to the school of the arts as a Cinema, B.A. so I figured I might as well get a head start because NO WAY am I just taking my gen-eds for the next year all at once (all I have left are sciences and maths).

I know it's all going to work out somehow in the end... It's just going to be a lot more difficult getting there. Not having on campus housing, and not being in the major I want is going to make it hell of a lot more difficult to make friends down there.

If I could sum up this blog in one sentence for all of the people which just quickly skim my blog it would be, "This fucking sucks, but I know it'll be o.k... hopefully?"

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Hi. (school and a poem) HoOray!

I feel like I'm a senior in high school again... Having a school you want to get into, calling all the time to see if they've received your latest bundle of paperwork, and worst of all waiting to see if you got in at all.

I feel so helpless. All I can do right now is wait to make sure VCU has received my transcripts, and then wait for them to tell me whether or not I've gotten in for the Fall or Spring semester. It would be a miracle if I got in for the Fall semester, but that's what I'm hoping for. I know it's unbearably unrealistic... Even If i did get in for the fall I would have maybe about two weeks to find a place to live, pack, get everything I need (most likely including a bed and furniture for my room), and register for classes.

If I don't get in for the fall I'm going to have to continue looking for a job, and possibly not go until the following year since the film school doesn't accept Spring applicants. I'm most likely not going to graduate until I'm 25, unless I pick up a few summer courses next year.

I just wish I could DO something right now!! It's the waiting game that everyone dreads. I'm going to try and pre-occupy myself with video games and movies. The goal I still haven't fulfilled for the summer is to watch more movies. I've been reading more, but have yet to "pursue more ideas."

I swear on it I will start carrying my nikon around with me!! I got a smaller purse so I wouldn't be some huge pack horse with my messenger bag and a nikon around my neck.

I'm going to skateboard too! It'll be a great way to get around campus. Most of it's flat from what I've seen, so I just need a little practice so I'm absolutely confindent that I wouldn't run anyone over riding around the pathways.

I'm scared to death try this whole college thing over again. I've already made the decision though and there's no turning back. What I'm most afraid of usually turns out to be the most rewarding, and that's one of the reasons why I chose VCU.

All I can do is occupy my time for the next few weeks :-/

Here's a poem I wrote about a month ago:

The undignified pain of someone lost:
Unwavering and steadfast-

Much like the heroine we have yet to meet, here-

Here where the shadows lie beneath half-shattered stones,
As If someone was trying to break through-
Through to the vibrant purple stories inside.

Let us call it the tremble-
The point you dream of reaching when you’re experiencing…

The undignified pain of someone lost:
Unwavering and steadfast.

-The point right before fate has made its decision.

The tremble-
As you take that continuing breathe- you tremble.
For underneath you is your changing line.

A crux was never meant to be easily tamed-
And your missing heroine can attest.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Pure Magic (or most likely vague answers...)

www.TwittaScope.com freaking knows my soul!

I swear, every single time I read my horoscope it is completely on point. WTH (Haha, I just almost typed out that all of "wth" rather than using internet lingo abrev... What is wrong with me?!)

That's all I have to say for now. peace?

Friday, June 12, 2009

Summer To-Do Part 2:

I totally made that rhyme on purpose.

8- Improve upon my communication skills (Oi vey, is that true)

Or maybe it's just forever apart of the somewhat nerdy awkward package?

Only time will tell, my friends...

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

I think it's time to do something creative.

I've completely lost sight of my goal this summer to become less passive and create more. I can't go on piercing things and getting tattoos out of boredum. I need to do something real.

Here's my summer to-do:

1-Watch more classic movies and films
2-Read more (watch less t.v.)
3-Stay Active
4-Be Healthy
5-Pursue and follow through with ideas rather than just thinking about them
6-Apply and Visit colleges
7-Apply to a community college to take Gen-eds

There are oh so many more lists I need to make for the summer filled with fun things I would like to do, but that list up there is my number 1.

What are your summer to-do lists?

Monday, June 8, 2009

A Haiku (by Jack Kerouac)

The little worm
lowers itself from the roof
by a self shat thread

Sunday, May 31, 2009

*yawns* ... *stretches* ... *curls up in bed*

On this oh so groggy Sunday morning, what else is there to do but post a picture of satanic gummy bears and a poem about prostitution?

Ironic Poem About Prostitution

by George Orwell

When I was young and had no sense
In far-off Mandalay
I lost my heart to a Burmese girl
As lovely as the day.

Her skin was gold, her hair was jet,
Her teeth were ivory;
I said, "for twenty silver pieces,
Maiden, sleep with me".

She looked at me, so pure, so sad,
The loveliest thing alive,
And in her lisping, virgin voice,
Stood out for twenty-five.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

We stray

The news of tomorrow isn’t far away,
So let’s dose do on the sidelines
until our fate arrives.

The dictionary says our futures are blown by just us,
But through the glass you joke differently.

A separate taste from that which I know-
The pugnacious smell of attempted approval:
through that joint lost smile and our refusal to be beaten,
or so it seems our disconnect.

Inspired by fear,
United in conflict we stand.

We stand-
together, laying, separate, and then back again.
Too apart for my skin!

Too apart for my skin, so I dance.
An intermission to our trying battle- the hope of life’s supposed promise-
A pact of success is something He hasn’t whispered as of late, but I journey on
as you sit there through the glass.

Smile. Smile. Smile.
We stand-

laying, separate,
and then back again.

Too apart for my skin!

Are you still dancing?

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Picture Contest, omg.

Best caption to the picture wins, uhm... a prize. Sure, yea.. a prize.
Video up on my channel, as well :-) MWAHAHA http://www.youtube.com/colormekristen

Sunday, May 17, 2009


The definition of "Pwn" or "Pown" as written in Urban Dictionary is, "An act of dominating an opponent."

As I went to twitter "I'm going to pwn life" I decided to first look up the various spellings and definitions of pwned. When I came across the prior definition, I began to have second thoughts about the tweet.

Is life actually an opponent? Is life actually working against us? While I just meant it in a facetious way, to say such a statement might very well be completely inaccurate.

I think the answer to the question lies within each individuals personal beliefs. Is "life" a higher being, such as God controlling and/or using situations and occurrences for ultimate benefit? or Is "life" just the decisions we make controlled by us and only us?

Despite differences in faith and morale from person to person"I'm going to pwn life" is just another way of saying life doesn't always go as planned... and when that happens, there isn't much you can do about it besides relax and try your best. Do your best to succeed at reaching that goal you're attempting to achieve whilst going with the flow of the hardships that may and most likely will come along.

Lol, gosh... I'm a hippie minus all the drugs and not showering. Plus, I'm a Christian. Hippies can like God, right? Dude, anyone can be a hippie. How cool is that? Freaking Hindu hippies, Jewish hippies, Buddhist hippies. Let's all go pick some flowers.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Forever, definitions

Relationship |riˈlā sh ənˌ sh ip| noun
The way in which two or more concepts, objects, or people are connected, or the state of being connected
• the state of being connected by blood or marriage
• the way in which two or more people or organizations regard and behave toward each other
• an emotional and sexual association between two people

This is the time of year which finals are ending. People you went to high school with are strolling around town, and cups of coffee are being shared by old friends. It's the time to catch up with people you used to see on a daily basis. If you so choose to not withdraw at least bits of information about yourself to them, then you are left with awkward bouts of silence. So you are in a way, forced to share... if you would like to avoid that silence, at least. Perhaps one could always distract from the topic, however that is not my forte.

It seems as though the definition of what a friend is comes into play in most of these conversations I've been having lately.

Nowhere in that definition does it say, "defined by convenience," which most of our relationships are. Relationships tend to be defined by proximity and ease. Are we all supposed to find the people we connect with within a 10 mile radius?

When I think "friend" a great deal of the people that come to mind are those I've meet through Youtube. Therefore, most of my friends are not within that 10 mile radius.

This makes my relationships certainly harder, but perhaps just as or possibly more rewarding. There comes the need for more effort in order to keep in touch, more want, and then more fun when you do get to spend time with that person that you've built such an interesting relationship with.

I'm not sure if it's a bad thing or a good thing that I'm so willing to have friendships that take place outside that normal proximity, but I know it most definitely makes life just as interesting as it is hard.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

I don't know what the title should be.

There's no reason to escape,
so I'm breathing in the new.

Despite our minds weak,
these hearts beat strong.

we ascend.
we ascend.
we ascend-

Into the sky that looks too blue,
with the birds that look too free.

Ignoring the doors that were once locked,
and the windows that were once shut.

Ignoring the blinds we set,
and the heat we withstood-

we descend.
we descend.
we descend-

Into hope.
Into fear.
Into this unknown familiarity.

Our busy minds cast aside,
we choose to follow that which keeps us.

That which keeps us
-in hope
-in fear
-in this unknown familiarity, soon to be further explored.

And then I started to get ready for work and lost inspiration. lol, hopefully I think of an ending some time later. Until then my avid blog readers (haha), you will just have to wait.

On another note...
I think I want to accomplish these things before the summer is up-

1- re-do my room and have a garage sale for all of the CRAP I'm going to get rid of
2-see what my schedule is going to be like next year and If I'll have time for both sanity and a job
3-keep better track of money
3 1/2- become a whore on the weekends or possibly a paperboy if I am so desperate for crack *cough cough* I mean, uh, money.
4- Actually follow through with my whole "less TV, internet, escapism and becoming a typical American lazy bum, etc." thing
5- Relearn how to freaking look good since my job has put my back in the style of high school (oi freaking vey) at least I'm not sporting juicy sweats and uggs. Maybe separately, but never together (lyke omg, ew)

and I'm sure there are more things which need to be put on my epic list, but some shall not be mentioned here and some I just can't think of right now.

Now it's time for work. Keep me in your thoughts and prayers. My life is all over the place. Happy, but all over the place. Guidance, hooray!

Friday, May 1, 2009

I've been blogging every day, haven't I?

I found this on stumble. I want my imagination back.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

The meaning of life


Rough Draft: Give me a hand

Can you please give me a hand?
I’d like this wall to be a little bit higher.

The sky still looks too blue and the birds-
They just look too free.

Can you please give me a hand?
I’d like that door over there to have a few more locks.

People are still walking in and out as they please and the mess-
Every spare moment I have is spent cleaning.

Can you please give me a hand?
I’d like the windows to be a little more soundproof.

I can still hear the teenagers’ music and the sound of carefree play in the sun-
Their lives are unbearably simple.

Can you please give me a hand?
I’d like these shades to be a little bit darker.

I can still see the browns turn into whites, and the greens turning into yellow-
The heat is just too much.

Can you please give me a hand?
There is so much to be done.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Let's write something happy

Living in New York is perfect for me.

I have quite a short attention span so by the time a season changes, I'm absolutely ready for it. That's precisely what's happened with the oncoming of summer. Despite the some would say, brutal heat, I've loved every moment of it! I feel like I have all of this stored up energy and all of it's slowly being released as we reach summer. I love running around with the kids at daycare, swinging on the swings, and playing tag. I don't even mind being all sweaty. I actually somewhat like it. It's kind of like wrinkles on an old man or woman. They're all just signs that you've worked hard, and done something. Being sweaty just means that I've been having fun.

I love feeling the heat of the sun on my skin. Those perfect beach days. Those days where you just lay on the sand with your music and a book, sweating like no other and letting out a deep sigh as each gentle breeze rolls over your body.

Those days where you roll down all of your windows and crank the music. Whether it be cheesy pop a la backstreet boys or katy perry, some bloc party, nirvana, and maybe even a little Eddie Vedder; The into the wild soundtrack is perfect to emphasize the calming effect of any season.

Beginnings are as frightening as they are lovely. The anticipation and anxiety of what the coming season will amount to. How hot, how fun, how many days will be spent in complete and utter boredom?

But with that comes the realization that you are getting to know something anew. That feeling of becoming used to something you haven't experienced in awhile, or possibly ever. The feeling that you'll soon be able to walk around town in a summer dress with a huge iced coffee in hand for the first time since the summer past.

Or maybe it's just that your friends are coming home in just a short few weeks. Drama, boredum, and the lackluster of ones' summer: complaints that are common of every suburban town.

I'm happy for it all. Winter is over. School is over.. for at least this short while.

This strange period of transition is just begun, but it's the small things that keep us going and the shift of the seasons is just my fuel.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009


1 Good relationships are built on trust; confidence, belief, faith, certainty, assurance, conviction, credence; reliance. antonym distrust, mistrust, doubt.
2 A position of trust responsibility, duty, obligation.
3 The money is to be held in trust for his son; safekeeping, protection, charge, care, custody; trusteeship.

1 Believe in the reliability, truth, ability, or strength of : I should never have trusted her | he can be trusted to carry out an impartial investigation.
2 trust someone with or allow someone to have, use, or look after (someone or something of importance or value) with confidence : I'd trust you with my life.
3 trust someone/something to commit someone or something to the safekeeping of : they don't like to trust their money to anyone outside the family.
4 have confidence; hope (used as a polite formula in conversation) : I trust that you have enjoyed this book.
5 have faith or confidence : she trusted in the powers of justice.
6 trust to place reliance on (luck, fate, or something else over which one has little control) : trusting to the cover of night, I ventured out.

Monday, April 27, 2009

learn-ed (prounounced 'learn-id')

After a long chat with a friend and a personal intrusion by a loved one later on...
I have two things to say.

The first being...

I am a Christian. I believe in God, that Jesus died for me, and that my tattoo "The Lord is peace" is a statement that I find incredibly true and close to my heart.

The second being that...

If you ever have the urge to play psychologist after three glasses of wine... don't. Some things are better left unacknowledged. Sometimes people learn on their own, by making mistakes. Having the ability to be blunt doesn't necessarily make you righteous. Most of the time someone just ends up getting hurt.

The moral of the story is that how people perceive one an other is interesting.
... and no one is perfect.

Thus is life. Good-night, everyone <3

(after reading over this blog it kind of seems like a moment in morality with colormekristen... maybe I'll start a blog series. hooray for you)

Friday, April 24, 2009

Holy crap. Yes, holy.. crap.

Well 1, a thought just popped into my head. Is it in fact emo if you express your feelings once in awhile? I mean, we're people not robots. So am I emo for posting that last blog? *ponders*..gr, yes.. I believe that was pretty darn emo. At least it was well written.

and 2 I feel the strong need to tell all of you about the dream I had last night.

I was in some type of adult education classes and I remember feeling pretty depressed. Something was wrong, and then some how babies popped into my head. All of a sudden I thought it was an amazing idea to have a baby. Next thing I know, a month later or so, I'm walking around with a big belly (despite the fact that I was only a bit over a month). I was going shopping for it, etc. And then.. I started doubting the decision I made. Options of how to take this act back run through my head like abortion which I most definitely didn't want to do, adoption, and I think that's all I could think of. I started to worry about how stupid it was to have a baby since I would be so busy in film school. My parents would not help raise my baby when I would be in the city all day every day.

The next thing that pops into my head is I have to talk to my friend Sarah. So we run into each other at this store which I think is also a restaurant because it had tables, and we're talking and she didn't believe that I was pregnant so I lift up my shirt and show her my belly. I don't remember what she said after that but she lifts up her shirt and she was both pregnant and had some surgery that I had gotten, except hers was completely botched and she had to wear this weird control top suspenders with these suction cups that were supposed to protect the scars. Her scares pretty much looked like Freddy Krugar's face so I was freaking grossed out.

Then I started trying to remember HOW I got pregnant. And I couldn't remember. I couldn't remember whether I just had sex or got artificially inseminated. I had flashbacks of lying on the doctors table waiting for the procedure to be done, but I couldn't be sure whether or not that was just a figment of my imagination.

I then proceeded to go to the doctor again. Sarah had convinced me that it couldn't possibly be a baby, I must just be bloated. So I went to the doctor and as I was awaiting my result my alarm clock went off!!!

I was so mad, I wanted to see whether or not I was going to be pregnant!!! I tried to go back to sleep, but alas.. I will never know whether I was pregnant or just... very fat.

My brain hurts after that dream. But now that I think of it.. I wasn't freaked out by my belly at all. Pregnant bellies completely freak me out, as does the actual process of giving birth and afterwards (my gosh, how could you not be freaked out by that), yet in the dream I actually think I really enjoyed it.

Then again maybe it was just me enjoying being fat? Haha. I'LL NEVER KNOOOOWWWW!

The end *takes advil*

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

A cynical bit of truth

After years and years of repeatedly hurting each other, the only way to remain sane is to keep to our own. To stay in your own little world, because God forbid you cross over and try to understand one another.

It's like that saying "you can't teach an old dog new tricks." I don't care if Mythbusters disproved it. It only works if everyone is committed. The only thing that every one is committed to is making sure their own little corner of the world is o.k.

Relationships are beautiful, but not this way. Not when you can't confide in the ones that you're supposed to. Not when you can't trust those closest to you with each or any of your feelings. All is just attributed to age or flaw.

We tear each other down out of love. Out of misunderstanding. Out of stubbornness and the refusal to change. It's easier to look to your own experiences than to try to understand anothers.

So we withdrawal. We withdrawal from those we are supposed to love, and say we do. I guess in some cases, it's the only way.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

The future.

How we treat this planet today will effect our children and our childrens children tomorrow. How we treat ourselves today will effect our children and our childrens children tomorrow.

I am terrified of the results that will become of our behavior.
Water pollution, oil spills, littering... And even worse.. Tight pants.


This tight pants fad can't be at all good for growing and developing boys. Older boys, I'm sure too. Someone should do a study on mens sperm count after the 70s and beforehand. I insist on knowing the results. It's like survival of the fittest. HAHA, that's kind of a pun in this case.

This fad has got to end. But, somehow the tight pants keep on coming back! Absolutely inexorable *scoffs*

Skin tight girls jeans on guys is just unnatural. Do what you want, dress in girls clothing if it really pleases you so.. but skin tight pants from the girls section is just plain bad for you. Not to mention, bad for your love life. Then again, I guess some girls are into that.

You can thank The Jonas Brother for this bought of inspiration.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Invisble Children (The Rescue)

"On April 25th, the international community will unite to deliver the innocent from Kony's reign and ensure he is brought to justice. Thousands of participants will gather in 100 cities across the world to abduct themselves and raise the banner of the child soldiers taken by Joseph Kony.

Those abducted will leave their homes and walk to an event location while carrying their supplies on their backs. At the site, they will then wait to be "rescued" - this requires a certain amount of media coverage as well as the attendance of pre-determined cultural and political leaders. Depending on the size, scope and fervor of the specific event locale, those leaders invited to The Rescue may be a Congressional Representative, State Official, local mayor or local business/media figure.

At the event, participants will write letters, create art/photo projects and seek out media attention in an effort to petition the US, European, Canadian, Mexican and Australian government to develop a strategy and support existing efforts to rescue Kony's child soldiers."

"You must be the change you want to see in the world"
-Mahatma Ghandi

Come and support the cause.
I will be volunteering both days, and if you're interested, you can too!! Here are some links:

Facebook even page-

Official Rescuer Invite Instructional Video-

Official Invisible Children webpage-