The first thing you say to someone on the internet shouldn't be a jab at their sexual orientation, bro.
It wasn't even that funny either.
But...to be fair...I did just do this:
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Jokes
The first thing you say to someone on the internet shouldn't be a jab at their sexual orientation, bro.
It wasn't even that funny either.
But...to be fair...I did just do this:
Maybe it is much too early in the game...
Just got back from London. I would like to share with you my meta facebook timeline cover/photo that doubles as a clever history joke. If you get it (You'll need to know what that building is) you should tell me and I'll buy you a coffee. Or a tea if you're British. We can have a history party.
I actually named it "metaaa.png" when I saved it. That is how meta my timeline is right now.
No lie.
Anyway, it is New Years, and my resolution is to make it through 2012 alive. But making it through a year alive is my resolution every year. I thought I would do something fun. Like go on 100 first dates. But lets be serious, I don't even like 100 guys enough to even attempt that. I told Graham about this and he told me it was stupid. Natalia likes it though. We think it should be a movie. So maybe I'll just write a movie instead.
Or, read 100 books. Like that one challenge that is going around on tumblr. 100 novels in 365 days. Sounds fun. I'd like to attempt it when I'm home though. And by home, I mean, in Youngstown. With my library card.
Though I may get a head start with these Gaiman books.
Anyway I'm going to leave you with not one, but TWO videos at the end of this post.
You'll see why if you listen to some of the lyrics...or look at titles. :D
Okay, I'm going to go watch Nathan Fillion act like a writer who pretends to be a cop.
Oh Castle, you're so clever.
No lie.
Anyway, it is New Years, and my resolution is to make it through 2012 alive. But making it through a year alive is my resolution every year. I thought I would do something fun. Like go on 100 first dates. But lets be serious, I don't even like 100 guys enough to even attempt that. I told Graham about this and he told me it was stupid. Natalia likes it though. We think it should be a movie. So maybe I'll just write a movie instead.
Or, read 100 books. Like that one challenge that is going around on tumblr. 100 novels in 365 days. Sounds fun. I'd like to attempt it when I'm home though. And by home, I mean, in Youngstown. With my library card.
Though I may get a head start with these Gaiman books.
Anyway I'm going to leave you with not one, but TWO videos at the end of this post.
You'll see why if you listen to some of the lyrics...or look at titles. :D
Okay, I'm going to go watch Nathan Fillion act like a writer who pretends to be a cop.
Oh Castle, you're so clever.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Hanging out with Shep a bit...
Shep: I spilt coffee on the floor.
Megan: Get a wet cloth and clean it off?
Shep grabs a cloth and starts rubbing the floor.
Shep: I don't think it is working.
Megan: Is it wet?
Shep: No.
Megan: Let the woman do it.
Megan takes cloth and goes to run it under some water.
Shep: You should just stay here and clean our house for us.
Megan is putting on makeup in a mirror.
Megan: singing Eyeliner, eyeliner, make my eyes black as fuck.
Shep: from next room Your mom is black as fuck.
Megan goes into room, the lights are off and it is dark.
Megan: My mom isn't black. Have you seen me?
rolls up sleeve I glow in the fucking dark.
Megan: Get a wet cloth and clean it off?
Shep grabs a cloth and starts rubbing the floor.
Shep: I don't think it is working.
Megan: Is it wet?
Shep: No.
Megan: Let the woman do it.
Megan takes cloth and goes to run it under some water.
Shep: You should just stay here and clean our house for us.
Megan is putting on makeup in a mirror.
Megan: singing Eyeliner, eyeliner, make my eyes black as fuck.
Shep: from next room Your mom is black as fuck.
Megan goes into room, the lights are off and it is dark.
Megan: My mom isn't black. Have you seen me?
rolls up sleeve I glow in the fucking dark.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Talking on Skype with Nicole
If you read this post or this post. You'll kind of get how painfully close Nicole & I are to each other. Best friends for freaking years. She is seriously the most awesome person in the world as far as I am concerned. 11 + years now, and still as close as ever...even closer really... I don't get it sometimes.
I just feel really lucky to know her and have met her. I think that is when you know something is really good. When you feel really lucky to have met the person. And that no matter what happens, that feeling never fades.
Nicole is drunk & talking about Supernatural.
Nicole: I gotta say though... it scares the absolute crap out of me.
Like I'll be sitting there...
and then something pops out...
and I literally shit my pants.
And Megan...I'm only on Season 3.
Why is Sam so MEAN, Megan?
He's so MEAN!
Megan: He gets nicer, meaner, and then nicer again.
Nicole: No I think he just gets meaner.
I mean, what the fuck, Dean is so much nicer.
With his cute little freckles and all.
But I want to wreck Sam's shit.
Nicole is drunk & talking about her job.
Nicole: My job is so easy.
Like so easy. Seriously I work 18 hours a week there.
And all night I just sit there with my thumb up my ass,
watching people in the kitchen be jackasses.
I have to say having two job is not as bad as it sounds...
I work 58 hours a week, get paid, and just sit on my ass...
Easy as fuck.
Nicole is drunk & talking about relationships.
Nicole: It is like the universe is telling us to be single.
Megan: I think it is the universe telling us we need to be lesbians. Or at least that we need to date the right kind of guys.
Nicole: Hahahahahah, lesbians.
---
Nicole: We should just date people like each other.
OMG we should move in together.
Megan: That would be a party.
Nicole: I KNOW!
Megan: I just need a guy who gets as excited about talking to/spending time with me as you do and I'll be set in life. This relationship is the longest in my life.
Nicole: I KNOW!
Nicole is drunk & talking about me.
Nicole: Megan, I like, I miss you so much. Like you don't even know. When are you coming back to me?
Megan: January 10th...
Nicole: Oh thank god. I like can't wait any longer. I keep telling everyone at my jobs about you. I'm like, I have a best friend. She is in England right now. But she's coming back to me. She's coming back. I'm just like, She is gonna come back. All the time. And their like, "Omg, that is so cute!" And I'm like, "I know I love her."
Megan: Hahahaha, I miss you too. A lot.
I just feel really lucky to know her and have met her. I think that is when you know something is really good. When you feel really lucky to have met the person. And that no matter what happens, that feeling never fades.
Nicole is drunk & talking about Supernatural.
Nicole: I gotta say though... it scares the absolute crap out of me.
Like I'll be sitting there...
and then something pops out...
and I literally shit my pants.
And Megan...I'm only on Season 3.
Why is Sam so MEAN, Megan?
He's so MEAN!
Megan: He gets nicer, meaner, and then nicer again.
Nicole: No I think he just gets meaner.
I mean, what the fuck, Dean is so much nicer.
With his cute little freckles and all.
But I want to wreck Sam's shit.
Nicole is drunk & talking about her job.
Nicole: My job is so easy.
Like so easy. Seriously I work 18 hours a week there.
And all night I just sit there with my thumb up my ass,
watching people in the kitchen be jackasses.
I have to say having two job is not as bad as it sounds...
I work 58 hours a week, get paid, and just sit on my ass...
Easy as fuck.
Nicole is drunk & talking about relationships.
Nicole: It is like the universe is telling us to be single.
Megan: I think it is the universe telling us we need to be lesbians. Or at least that we need to date the right kind of guys.
Nicole: Hahahahahah, lesbians.
---
Nicole: We should just date people like each other.
OMG we should move in together.
Megan: That would be a party.
Nicole: I KNOW!
Megan: I just need a guy who gets as excited about talking to/spending time with me as you do and I'll be set in life. This relationship is the longest in my life.
Nicole: I KNOW!
Nicole is drunk & talking about me.
Nicole: Megan, I like, I miss you so much. Like you don't even know. When are you coming back to me?
Megan: January 10th...
Nicole: Oh thank god. I like can't wait any longer. I keep telling everyone at my jobs about you. I'm like, I have a best friend. She is in England right now. But she's coming back to me. She's coming back. I'm just like, She is gonna come back. All the time. And their like, "Omg, that is so cute!" And I'm like, "I know I love her."
Megan: Hahahaha, I miss you too. A lot.
Whittards, Why is everything closed?, What is wrong with people...and other stories that start with W.
Here is a substantial update for my blog. I have trouble doing noteworthy things sometimes. So I thought I would just combine some stories into one post. That works. I guess.
Whittards
Whittards of Chelsea is this tea and coffee specialty store that is really common in the UK. Anyway they have anything you want where tea & coffee are concerned. I've been in one but that was last December and it was only for a moment while Dan looked for a tea pot thing. I noticed it was super expensive. Small ground coffee bags were £4.50 (almost $10.00). It was a store of fantastically fancy coffees.
Anyway Graham took me in there last night when we were roaming around looking at Boxing Day sales. They didn't have any sales going on, unsurprisingly. Anyway, he bought me this fancy caramel coffee as a Christmas present. I tried some today, but made it weak because I thought it would a.) be stronger per spoonful and b.) last longer if I used less. It is super delicious regardless and makes the whole house smell like what I think everything should smell like.
Let me just tell you, any friend who buys you an expensive little bag of coffee is a good friend. I love that most of my friends are good friends that know how much I enjoy coffee.
Why is everything closed?/What is wrong with people?
This is a two for one story. Today I went out looking for an atm/cash machine to take some money off of my credity thing. I found a couple and decided to use the one that was easiest to get to that had free withdrawals.
I noticed when I was walking down this main road thing that seriously everything except for a bar, this gas station, and the supermarket was closed. There are a lot of things on this road.
The street was also not busy at all, which was really scary to me because Graham told me it was one of the busiest roads in England. This street is so busy that when I walked on its sidewalk last I felt like a bus or speeding car was going to speed off the road and hit me. I seriously saw a shadow of a bus and did this deer in headlights shocked body twitch thing. Everyone around me kind of looked. Seriously, too many cars, scares the hell out of me. Okay, so I wasn't shaking scared or anything but I was definitely on edge and being overly paranoid about it.
Anyway, that was on a tangent...here's the rest of today's story.
I went to the store after drawing some money out. Anyway I got this basket thing and started to fill that up with a few things. So after about a few things, not super heavy things, I started to have trouble wielding this basket. It was a bit heavy for me, but just over all kind of bigger than me and oddly shaped. This kid, I say kid but he was probably in his early thirties, came over to me and asked if I needed help. We talked for a while, a few isles at least, about how insanely weak I was and America/Manchester.
Anyway then he did this super awkward thing called "asking for my number." This was confusing to me because I already told him I was leaving in about 2 weeks or something. Also because I wasn't wearing my hot girl disguise and looked like a mess. I also thought that I smelled weird. But my answer was, "I don't have a phone? What?" Things got awkward after that pretty much and he kind of got the hint and left me alone. Which I was thankful for because even if I did have a phone I wouldn't have given this guy my number. He wasn't unattractive and he didn't give me the "peel your skin off and wear it vibe" but I mean...I don't really want to hand out my number to random people I meet in the supermarket...I guess?
I have a few other reasons for why I didn't/wouldn't but I don't really want to write them all down.
I got home and told Graham and Shep about this. They thought it was hilarious mostly Shep found my usage of "hot girl disguise," instead of the word "make up" funny. Graham had to explain to him what that meant.
Graham told me I should be complimented because people here just don't walk up to people on the street/in stores and try to get their number. I guess that would be a compliment if he didn't ask for my number at the end of talking to me. Considering it was for less than 15 minutes, that is not nearly enough time to get to know someone to trust them with your phone number. So that concludes my What is wrong with people story.
Other
Did an ample amount of research on layovers this morning. Surprisingly I don't really remember any of it. Probably because I did it before I consumed coffee.
Now that I've had coffee I don't want to sit down. I want to go have a party. By myself. Probably in the shower.
I'm trying to resist the urge to end this with a music video...but I don't think that is going to work.
Emily Haines is my soul animal and I want her songs in my head for my shower dancing time.
Shower time.
Whittards
Whittards of Chelsea is this tea and coffee specialty store that is really common in the UK. Anyway they have anything you want where tea & coffee are concerned. I've been in one but that was last December and it was only for a moment while Dan looked for a tea pot thing. I noticed it was super expensive. Small ground coffee bags were £4.50 (almost $10.00). It was a store of fantastically fancy coffees.
Anyway Graham took me in there last night when we were roaming around looking at Boxing Day sales. They didn't have any sales going on, unsurprisingly. Anyway, he bought me this fancy caramel coffee as a Christmas present. I tried some today, but made it weak because I thought it would a.) be stronger per spoonful and b.) last longer if I used less. It is super delicious regardless and makes the whole house smell like what I think everything should smell like.
Let me just tell you, any friend who buys you an expensive little bag of coffee is a good friend. I love that most of my friends are good friends that know how much I enjoy coffee.
Why is everything closed?/What is wrong with people?
This is a two for one story. Today I went out looking for an atm/cash machine to take some money off of my credity thing. I found a couple and decided to use the one that was easiest to get to that had free withdrawals.
I noticed when I was walking down this main road thing that seriously everything except for a bar, this gas station, and the supermarket was closed. There are a lot of things on this road.
The street was also not busy at all, which was really scary to me because Graham told me it was one of the busiest roads in England. This street is so busy that when I walked on its sidewalk last I felt like a bus or speeding car was going to speed off the road and hit me. I seriously saw a shadow of a bus and did this deer in headlights shocked body twitch thing. Everyone around me kind of looked. Seriously, too many cars, scares the hell out of me. Okay, so I wasn't shaking scared or anything but I was definitely on edge and being overly paranoid about it.
Anyway, that was on a tangent...here's the rest of today's story.
I went to the store after drawing some money out. Anyway I got this basket thing and started to fill that up with a few things. So after about a few things, not super heavy things, I started to have trouble wielding this basket. It was a bit heavy for me, but just over all kind of bigger than me and oddly shaped. This kid, I say kid but he was probably in his early thirties, came over to me and asked if I needed help. We talked for a while, a few isles at least, about how insanely weak I was and America/Manchester.
Anyway then he did this super awkward thing called "asking for my number." This was confusing to me because I already told him I was leaving in about 2 weeks or something. Also because I wasn't wearing my hot girl disguise and looked like a mess. I also thought that I smelled weird. But my answer was, "I don't have a phone? What?" Things got awkward after that pretty much and he kind of got the hint and left me alone. Which I was thankful for because even if I did have a phone I wouldn't have given this guy my number. He wasn't unattractive and he didn't give me the "peel your skin off and wear it vibe" but I mean...I don't really want to hand out my number to random people I meet in the supermarket...I guess?
I have a few other reasons for why I didn't/wouldn't but I don't really want to write them all down.
I got home and told Graham and Shep about this. They thought it was hilarious mostly Shep found my usage of "hot girl disguise," instead of the word "make up" funny. Graham had to explain to him what that meant.
Graham told me I should be complimented because people here just don't walk up to people on the street/in stores and try to get their number. I guess that would be a compliment if he didn't ask for my number at the end of talking to me. Considering it was for less than 15 minutes, that is not nearly enough time to get to know someone to trust them with your phone number. So that concludes my What is wrong with people story.
Other
Did an ample amount of research on layovers this morning. Surprisingly I don't really remember any of it. Probably because I did it before I consumed coffee.
Now that I've had coffee I don't want to sit down. I want to go have a party. By myself. Probably in the shower.
I'm trying to resist the urge to end this with a music video...but I don't think that is going to work.
Emily Haines is my soul animal and I want her songs in my head for my shower dancing time.
Shower time.
So I'm getting ready to go explore/walk/look for something to use to take money out to buy foods and things for the rest of my visit. I turn on my ipod and all songs December decide to play first. Tricky ipod. This includes all of my Decemberists' songs.
Including this song which is my "wake up crying in my sleep" song when I fall asleep listening to music.
It is also the perfect song for today/my life I think.
There is another more upbeat song that makes me feel soul searchy and weird (this). It is also pretty depressing. I liked it so much that I downloaded the whole album but the rest of the songs are more hilarious or weird than anything.
Oh well, off to explore...it feels like/looks like it is going to be a super super cold day.
I miss warm. Everyday I spend in cold makes me want to move some place warm, that is warm all or most of the time. But then in the summer I want to die.
Can't there just be a special place in this world that is seriously autumn all the time? Multicolored leaves, lovely smell, Indian summer, all of that jazz? That would be the perfect place for me. I'd live the shit out of that place.
I'm so freaking cold. It isn't even that cold in here. My insides just feel cold.
I'm a ghost of my former self, only explanation.
I'd insert a scene from episode 12 of AHS right about now but can't find a good one.
Including this song which is my "wake up crying in my sleep" song when I fall asleep listening to music.
It is also the perfect song for today/my life I think.
There is another more upbeat song that makes me feel soul searchy and weird (this). It is also pretty depressing. I liked it so much that I downloaded the whole album but the rest of the songs are more hilarious or weird than anything.
Oh well, off to explore...it feels like/looks like it is going to be a super super cold day.
I miss warm. Everyday I spend in cold makes me want to move some place warm, that is warm all or most of the time. But then in the summer I want to die.
Can't there just be a special place in this world that is seriously autumn all the time? Multicolored leaves, lovely smell, Indian summer, all of that jazz? That would be the perfect place for me. I'd live the shit out of that place.
I'm so freaking cold. It isn't even that cold in here. My insides just feel cold.
I'm a ghost of my former self, only explanation.
I'd insert a scene from episode 12 of AHS right about now but can't find a good one.
Monday, December 26, 2011
I jot down the words that’ll never be sung...
Birds Appearing In A Dream
by Michael Collier
One had feathers like a blood-streaked koi,
another a tail of color-coded wires.
One was a blackbird stretching orchid wings,
another a flicker with a wounded head.
All flew like leaves fluttering to escape,
bright, circulating in burning air,
and all returned when the air cleared.
One was a kingfisher trapped in its bower,
deep in the ground, miles from water.
Everything is real and everything isn’t.
Some had names and some didn’t.
Named and nameless shapes of birds,
at night my hand can touch your feathers
and then I wipe the vernix from your wings,
you who have made bright things from shadows,
you who have crossed the distances to roost in me.
I hope you’re learning to listen
And I hope you’re learning to stay
And I hope you find what you’re missing
And I hope that you’re making you’re way
I’m a headcase if I don’t keep moving
And my head hurts if I don’t sit still
It’s an itch that I’ll never stop scratching
It’s a hole that I’ll never quite fill
And I hope you’re learning to stay
And I hope you find what you’re missing
And I hope that you’re making you’re way
I’m a headcase if I don’t keep moving
And my head hurts if I don’t sit still
It’s an itch that I’ll never stop scratching
It’s a hole that I’ll never quite fill
Stars listening party....
Any takers?
No. I guessed as much.
Feeling a bit tired, but my brain is not.
Keep getting super happy at night and not being able to sleep because of it.
Stars will jolt me into calming down.
I don't like how when I look for Stars all my music with the word "Stars" in it pops up as well.
No. I guessed as much.
Feeling a bit tired, but my brain is not.
Keep getting super happy at night and not being able to sleep because of it.
Stars will jolt me into calming down.
I don't like how when I look for Stars all my music with the word "Stars" in it pops up as well.
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Cheer up Mr. Meowgyi...
It is Christmas!
I miss my family a lot but Graham's family is pretty sweet to hang out with too.
His sisters are really cool because they laugh at all my jokes.
Graham's mom is pretty ill right now so we're ending up having to stay another night.
Which is a little lame because I feel dirty and just want to take the world's longest shower. Not kidding, I could probably sit in the shower for an hour right now. Not that Graham's family is gross or dirty or anything. Just with all the walking and rubbing against strangers when we were out. I feel like I smell like dirty city air amplified by wet, angry cat smell, rodents (GRAHAM HAS GUINEA PIGS AND HAMSTERS!), and my own strange smell. (Which Graham says doesn't smell bad as I keep asking if I smell and he says I don't smell like anything.)
Graham was getting visibly irritated at my cat jokes like, "You've cat to be kitten me right meow." So I looked at him square in the eye and said, "Cheer up Mr Meowgyi." He just stared. So I went on, "Meowgyi...hahahaha I'm so funny. Lick on, lick off. Hahahaha."
(I have no life because I think things like this are the best things ever in the history of hilarity.)
I think he is upset because he wants to spend Christmas with his girlfriend. And I feel bad because I would trade places with her so she could be here for him. I know how bad it sucks to be separated by an ocean and 5 hours from someone who you care about a great deal.
I miss my family a lot but Graham's family is pretty sweet to hang out with too.
His sisters are really cool because they laugh at all my jokes.
Graham's mom is pretty ill right now so we're ending up having to stay another night.
Which is a little lame because I feel dirty and just want to take the world's longest shower. Not kidding, I could probably sit in the shower for an hour right now. Not that Graham's family is gross or dirty or anything. Just with all the walking and rubbing against strangers when we were out. I feel like I smell like dirty city air amplified by wet, angry cat smell, rodents (GRAHAM HAS GUINEA PIGS AND HAMSTERS!), and my own strange smell. (Which Graham says doesn't smell bad as I keep asking if I smell and he says I don't smell like anything.)
Graham was getting visibly irritated at my cat jokes like, "You've cat to be kitten me right meow." So I looked at him square in the eye and said, "Cheer up Mr Meowgyi." He just stared. So I went on, "Meowgyi...hahahaha I'm so funny. Lick on, lick off. Hahahaha."
(I have no life because I think things like this are the best things ever in the history of hilarity.)
I think he is upset because he wants to spend Christmas with his girlfriend. And I feel bad because I would trade places with her so she could be here for him. I know how bad it sucks to be separated by an ocean and 5 hours from someone who you care about a great deal.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Liverpool!
I'm in Liverpool, it is full of yays.
There are tons of magical things here. I will post some pictures later to illustrate all the crazy things I've seen so far.
So this happened today...Graham and I were walking to Tesco to purchase his sister a gift of alcohol. When this long haired Jesus looking hipster fellow in a bright yellow jacket and weird hat started eyeing me. It started out from afar and then became increasingly more uncomfortable as he walked closer to us while pushing his bike along. I didn't know what to do so I made this o.- sort of face...then I smiled uncomfortably while making this face 0.0 once he did this "bite lip, head nod thing."
As he passed and we crossed the street I said, ''Seriously?! Did you see that shit?"
Graham looked at me confused for a moment and said, "Oh, the guy checking you out? Yeah."
"That was creepy, I feel so violated. It was like he was undressing me with his eyes but I was wearing too many clothes so it was taking a long time."
I don't even know why that happened...I wasn't even wearing my hot girl disguise and I haven't showered. Oh and I'm pretty sure right before I noticed him doing it I was dancing around and making a Janka face at Graham because he was talking about these statues that I could go take pictures with.
Hashtags: Men are weird. Hipsters are weird. I seriously don't know how to take any sort of compliment. Jesus eye violated me. Liverpool.
There are tons of magical things here. I will post some pictures later to illustrate all the crazy things I've seen so far.
So this happened today...Graham and I were walking to Tesco to purchase his sister a gift of alcohol. When this long haired Jesus looking hipster fellow in a bright yellow jacket and weird hat started eyeing me. It started out from afar and then became increasingly more uncomfortable as he walked closer to us while pushing his bike along. I didn't know what to do so I made this o.- sort of face...then I smiled uncomfortably while making this face 0.0 once he did this "bite lip, head nod thing."
As he passed and we crossed the street I said, ''Seriously?! Did you see that shit?"
Graham looked at me confused for a moment and said, "Oh, the guy checking you out? Yeah."
"That was creepy, I feel so violated. It was like he was undressing me with his eyes but I was wearing too many clothes so it was taking a long time."
I don't even know why that happened...I wasn't even wearing my hot girl disguise and I haven't showered. Oh and I'm pretty sure right before I noticed him doing it I was dancing around and making a Janka face at Graham because he was talking about these statues that I could go take pictures with.
Hashtags: Men are weird. Hipsters are weird. I seriously don't know how to take any sort of compliment. Jesus eye violated me. Liverpool.
Keep listening to Nightmare of You videos...
I need to stop, and go to sleep. Also, NoY likes to block my favorite video of theirs from me because I'm in the UK. That is pretty lame.
Megan: What is lychee?
Graham: A fruit?
Megan: Yeah it is in my drink.
Graham: It looks really weird.
Megan: It looks like a baby hedgehog.
pause
Megan: The real one, not Sonic.
--
Everyone is listening to Queen
Megan: You know who I don't trust...people who dislike Queen.
I seriously just remembered to log into neopets to collect my dailies. I opened up the page a couple hours ago (and wrote some of this) and then something more important happened. And I forgot about it completely. I almost logged off/turned off my computer a minute ago. Decided to finish writing this blog first.
Oh my god I'm so tired.
Listening to music that makes me feel better because I'm going to inevitably go lay on the couch on the living room and feel like the darkness is going to eat me. Seriously I never sleep any more because I just look around and feel like the living room items are judging me/encircling me. This is probably hallucinations from generally not sleeping. Coupled with the fact that I don't feel completely comfortable here. Trying.
Also it helps that when everyone goes to bed I start to realize how super lonely I am. Just something to deal with I guess. I keep deciding that I will feel other ways...like hopeful and such. Excited even. And I do in some ways for some reasons. But I can't make myself do anything. I think that I'd just like to go home and start rebuilding my life. Since I tossed a lot of it out to move over here. I suppose this is a normal emotional reaction to things that have happened to me the past few months.
Right now I feel like I'm chilling in someone's home base waiting to go back and start sorting through the wreckage of my own. I know it won't be nearly as bad as I see it in my head. It is almost that feeling when you're having a very bad dream. (Well, when I'm having a bad dream, because I'm the only person I know who has dreams like this.) Where something is holding you down and stopping you from waking up whenever you try to get out of said dream. That feeling. I keep thinking I'm going to blink and then I'll be on a plane.
Maybe I'm just excited to start over. It could be. I'm not bad at beginnings.
I'm excited about a lot of things. I'm looking forward to things.
I keep thinking something really good and awesome is going to happen.
That I should stay awake for it.
Which is really funny because really awesome things keep happening to me. You'd think I'd just go to sleep because it'll happen anyway. But nope.
Anyway, I'm done questioning everything. From now on...I'm just going to do it. If it seems like a good idea and makes me feel happy/good. Then I'm just going to jump in. Every time I've hesitated or have been scared of doing something everything goes to shit for me.
But really, I'd think I'd stay up this late regardless. All the people I look forward to talking to are on around these times anyway. With a few of them, I feel like it isn't really a complete night unless I get to joke around with them. And my sleeping will go back to 'normal' once I'm home probably and my friends are down the street from me or at least in the same time zone.
Megan: What is lychee?
Graham: A fruit?
Megan: Yeah it is in my drink.
Graham: It looks really weird.
Megan: It looks like a baby hedgehog.
pause
Megan: The real one, not Sonic.
--
Everyone is listening to Queen
Megan: You know who I don't trust...people who dislike Queen.
I seriously just remembered to log into neopets to collect my dailies. I opened up the page a couple hours ago (and wrote some of this) and then something more important happened. And I forgot about it completely. I almost logged off/turned off my computer a minute ago. Decided to finish writing this blog first.
Oh my god I'm so tired.
Listening to music that makes me feel better because I'm going to inevitably go lay on the couch on the living room and feel like the darkness is going to eat me. Seriously I never sleep any more because I just look around and feel like the living room items are judging me/encircling me. This is probably hallucinations from generally not sleeping. Coupled with the fact that I don't feel completely comfortable here. Trying.
Also it helps that when everyone goes to bed I start to realize how super lonely I am. Just something to deal with I guess. I keep deciding that I will feel other ways...like hopeful and such. Excited even. And I do in some ways for some reasons. But I can't make myself do anything. I think that I'd just like to go home and start rebuilding my life. Since I tossed a lot of it out to move over here. I suppose this is a normal emotional reaction to things that have happened to me the past few months.
Right now I feel like I'm chilling in someone's home base waiting to go back and start sorting through the wreckage of my own. I know it won't be nearly as bad as I see it in my head. It is almost that feeling when you're having a very bad dream. (Well, when I'm having a bad dream, because I'm the only person I know who has dreams like this.) Where something is holding you down and stopping you from waking up whenever you try to get out of said dream. That feeling. I keep thinking I'm going to blink and then I'll be on a plane.
Maybe I'm just excited to start over. It could be. I'm not bad at beginnings.
I'm excited about a lot of things. I'm looking forward to things.
I keep thinking something really good and awesome is going to happen.
That I should stay awake for it.
Which is really funny because really awesome things keep happening to me. You'd think I'd just go to sleep because it'll happen anyway. But nope.
Anyway, I'm done questioning everything. From now on...I'm just going to do it. If it seems like a good idea and makes me feel happy/good. Then I'm just going to jump in. Every time I've hesitated or have been scared of doing something everything goes to shit for me.
But really, I'd think I'd stay up this late regardless. All the people I look forward to talking to are on around these times anyway. With a few of them, I feel like it isn't really a complete night unless I get to joke around with them. And my sleeping will go back to 'normal' once I'm home probably and my friends are down the street from me or at least in the same time zone.
I love this video so much.
Makes me want to dance around Youngstown like that.
Except with the kissing all the random boys part.
I'll stick to kissing boys that I really like and don't just want to face rape.
Friday, December 23, 2011
Shep is intoxicated....
Megan: They should make alcoholic ice cream. Then I would always be drunk...and pooping.
Graham/Shep: That's strange.
Megan: I don't even care.
Megan: You should realize, I say things for the lols.
Shep: You're the first person I ever heard say "for the lols."
Megan: Yup.
Graham pouring alcohol into Megan's juice.. It is turning black.
Megan: Whyyyyy...are you turning my drink into leviathan?
Drinks
Megan: Taste like poop juice.
Megan: eating blue cheese with apples
Megan: I like blue cheese because even when it is bad...it isn't.
Shep: It is just more...
Megan: More delicious.
Shep: If you're going to quote everything that I laugh at, you're going to be quoting everything.
Shep: You should quote this as well...
Megan: What?
Shep: shows message from Jacko, "NOW YOU FUCKING CUNT."
Megan: Ok.
Shep: Drunk grammar. Well done Jacko.
Shep: Are you not quoting that as well?
Graham/Shep: That's strange.
Megan: I don't even care.
Megan: You should realize, I say things for the lols.
Shep: You're the first person I ever heard say "for the lols."
Megan: Yup.
Graham pouring alcohol into Megan's juice.. It is turning black.
Megan: Whyyyyy...are you turning my drink into leviathan?
Drinks
Megan: Taste like poop juice.
Megan: eating blue cheese with apples
Megan: I like blue cheese because even when it is bad...it isn't.
Shep: It is just more...
Megan: More delicious.
Shep: If you're going to quote everything that I laugh at, you're going to be quoting everything.
Shep: You should quote this as well...
Megan: What?
Shep: shows message from Jacko, "NOW YOU FUCKING CUNT."
Megan: Ok.
Shep: Drunk grammar. Well done Jacko.
Shep: Are you not quoting that as well?
Question on Tumblr...
More like a compliment on tumblr...at least...I think it was a compliment.
http://resurrectionlily.tumblr.com/post/14658503659/you-remind-me-of-deb-from-dexter-and-one-of-the-gilmore
Made me laugh.
Speaking of tumblr...
I got my quick tag thing all setup.
Finally
http://resurrectionlily.tumblr.com/post/14658503659/you-remind-me-of-deb-from-dexter-and-one-of-the-gilmore
Made me laugh.
Speaking of tumblr...
I got my quick tag thing all setup.
Finally
Thursday, December 22, 2011
If you want to know...
what to get me for christmas...
I have a to-read shelf of books people rec'd to me.
http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/2366061-megan-harris
I have a to-read shelf of books people rec'd to me.
http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/2366061-megan-harris
Neil Gaiman's The Hidden Chamber from Fragile Things
Do not fear the ghosts in this house; they are the least of your worries.
Personally I find the noises they make reassuring,
The creaks and footsteps in the night,
their little tricks of hiding things, or moving them, I find
endearing, not upsettling. It makes the place feel so much more like home.
Inhabited.
Apart from ghosts nothing lives here for long. No cats,
no mice, no flies, no dreams, no bats. Two days ago
I saw a butterfly, a monarch I believe, which danced from room to room
and perched on walls and waited near to me.
There are no flowers in this empty place,
and, scared the butterfly would starve,
I forced a window wide,
cupped my two hands around her fluttering self,
feeling her wings kiss my palms so gentle,
and put her out, and watched her fly away.
Personally I find the noises they make reassuring,
The creaks and footsteps in the night,
their little tricks of hiding things, or moving them, I find
endearing, not upsettling. It makes the place feel so much more like home.
Inhabited.
Apart from ghosts nothing lives here for long. No cats,
no mice, no flies, no dreams, no bats. Two days ago
I saw a butterfly, a monarch I believe, which danced from room to room
and perched on walls and waited near to me.
There are no flowers in this empty place,
and, scared the butterfly would starve,
I forced a window wide,
cupped my two hands around her fluttering self,
feeling her wings kiss my palms so gentle,
and put her out, and watched her fly away.
I’ve little patience with the seasons here, but
your arrival eased this winter’s chill.
Please, wander round. Explore it all you wish.
I’ve broken with tradition on some points. If there is
one locked room here, you’ll never know. You’ll not find
in the cellar’s fireplace old bones or hair. You’ll find no blood.
Regard:
just tools, a washing machine, a dryer, a water heater, and a chain of keys.
Nothing that can alarm you. Nothing dark.
your arrival eased this winter’s chill.
Please, wander round. Explore it all you wish.
I’ve broken with tradition on some points. If there is
one locked room here, you’ll never know. You’ll not find
in the cellar’s fireplace old bones or hair. You’ll find no blood.
Regard:
just tools, a washing machine, a dryer, a water heater, and a chain of keys.
Nothing that can alarm you. Nothing dark.
I may be grim, perhaps, but only just grim
as any man who suffered such affairs. Misfortune,
carelessness or pain, what matters is the loss. You’ll see
the heartbreak linger in my eyes, and dream
of making me forget what came before you walked
into the hallway of this house. Bringing a little summer
in your glance, and with your smile.
as any man who suffered such affairs. Misfortune,
carelessness or pain, what matters is the loss. You’ll see
the heartbreak linger in my eyes, and dream
of making me forget what came before you walked
into the hallway of this house. Bringing a little summer
in your glance, and with your smile.
While you are here, of course, you will hear
the ghosts, always a room away,
and you may wake beside me in the night,
knowing that there’s a space without a door
know that there’s a place that’s locked
but isn’t there. Hearing
them scuffle, echo, thump and pound.
the ghosts, always a room away,
and you may wake beside me in the night,
knowing that there’s a space without a door
know that there’s a place that’s locked
but isn’t there. Hearing
them scuffle, echo, thump and pound.
If you are wise you’ll run into the night,
fluttering away into the cold
wearing perhaps the laciest of shifts.
The lane’s hard flints
will cut your feet all bloody as your run,
so, if I wished, I could just follow you,
tasting the blood and oceans of your tears.
I’ll wait instead,
here in my private place, and soon I’ll put
a candle
in the window, love, to light your way back home.
The world flutters like insects. I think this
is how I shall remember you,
my head between the white swell of your breasts,
listening to the chambers of your heart.
fluttering away into the cold
wearing perhaps the laciest of shifts.
The lane’s hard flints
will cut your feet all bloody as your run,
so, if I wished, I could just follow you,
tasting the blood and oceans of your tears.
I’ll wait instead,
here in my private place, and soon I’ll put
a candle
in the window, love, to light your way back home.
The world flutters like insects. I think this
is how I shall remember you,
my head between the white swell of your breasts,
listening to the chambers of your heart.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
I want to make a playlist for how I feel right now
But there isn't any songs I can think of that genuinely just express anomie.
I'm just questioning a lot of things. Especially my own thoughts. I'm having trouble gauging my emotions.
I'm sitting here, over thinking things. Because I'm afraid that I'll "under think" them.
So here is a list of questions that a generally going through my mind,
I thought I knew what I wanted...but is it what I really want?
I think I know what I need, but can someone really need anything?
...Okay yeah.
As I see it I'm missing at least one key part out of each layer of Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs.
Bottom -> Up
1.) There is definitely no sleep or sex and most of the time I feel like I'm barely breathing.
2.) I feel like I'm an unstable mess at the moment. Some unlocked emotional gate with a big sign that says "Come on in and fuck up my shit." So I'm sitting here wanting to slam shut whenever I feel like someone wants to do just that. These things are definitely easy to fix but it is going to take going home to rebuild what fell apart there.
3.) I think because I'm so far away from most of my friends and my family I just feel really off center. I'm not really one that gets home sick. But I seriously feel disconnected.
4.) Because I don't have the other three I'm questioning whether or not I actually have all of those things.
5.) I feel like I've honestly achieved these things. Or can exercise them appropriately. But I feel like there is no support for them, obviously.
So my need hierarchy looks a little like this:
Though I wish it was more simple and looked like this:
Bottom -> Up
1.) Blue: Food, cuddles, kisses, breathing, art, books.
2.) Purple: Colors, music, love.
3.) Red: Trust, home, acceptance.
4.) Green: Kittens, puppies, rainbows, sunshine, dancing.
5.) Pink: Photography, long walks, buffalo chicken sandwiches.
6.) Gray: Coffee
I can get or give all these things to myself, but if you take time out of your day to give me any or all of these things. You fill up my cup, and I love you endlessly for it.
I'm just questioning a lot of things. Especially my own thoughts. I'm having trouble gauging my emotions.
I'm sitting here, over thinking things. Because I'm afraid that I'll "under think" them.
So here is a list of questions that a generally going through my mind,
I thought I knew what I wanted...but is it what I really want?
I think I know what I need, but can someone really need anything?
...Okay yeah.
Bottom -> Up
1.) There is definitely no sleep or sex and most of the time I feel like I'm barely breathing.
2.) I feel like I'm an unstable mess at the moment. Some unlocked emotional gate with a big sign that says "Come on in and fuck up my shit." So I'm sitting here wanting to slam shut whenever I feel like someone wants to do just that. These things are definitely easy to fix but it is going to take going home to rebuild what fell apart there.
3.) I think because I'm so far away from most of my friends and my family I just feel really off center. I'm not really one that gets home sick. But I seriously feel disconnected.
4.) Because I don't have the other three I'm questioning whether or not I actually have all of those things.
5.) I feel like I've honestly achieved these things. Or can exercise them appropriately. But I feel like there is no support for them, obviously.
So my need hierarchy looks a little like this:
Yup.
Maybe I'm meant to work from top to bottom. Isn't that the life of a starving artist?
Megan's Cup o' Needs.
Bottom -> Up
1.) Blue: Food, cuddles, kisses, breathing, art, books.
2.) Purple: Colors, music, love.
3.) Red: Trust, home, acceptance.
4.) Green: Kittens, puppies, rainbows, sunshine, dancing.
5.) Pink: Photography, long walks, buffalo chicken sandwiches.
6.) Gray: Coffee
I can get or give all these things to myself, but if you take time out of your day to give me any or all of these things. You fill up my cup, and I love you endlessly for it.
I don’t
even know
what we talk about
even know
what we talk about
I just listen
to the sound of his voice
and to his laugh
and to the sound
of him listening
to me
I bet he doesn’t even know
what we talk about
either
but every night
when the telephone rings
a bell goes off inside me too
to the sound of his voice
and to his laugh
and to the sound
of him listening
to me
I bet he doesn’t even know
what we talk about
either
but every night
when the telephone rings
a bell goes off inside me too
-Sonya Sones
Tumblr find!
This is definitely my favorite part of every relationship, even when it goes no where.
Also I'm on a Jack's kick even though it isn't summer:
Also I'm on a Jack's kick even though it isn't summer:
Most of these came from being wired on coffee...
Graham: Do you not want cheese on this pasta?
Megan: Are you kidding? All food is an excuse to put cheese in your mouth.
Megan: Apparently you need the same amount of strength to flush the toilet as you need to open doors in this house. Both of which seem to be pretty hard to me.
Graham and his roommate (Shep) look at Megan confused
Megan: I'm not kidding I had to slam down that toilet flushy thing with all my body weight and then I couldn't turn the handle on the door when I wanted to get out.
Graham: If you want really strong coffee you need to put enough for a full pot in the filter but turn it on half pot.
Megan: Or you could just eat the coffee grounds with a spoon.
Looks
Megan: I've done it.
Graham: It would be really funny to hear a rap song that was like, "Bitches, bitches, bitches, hoes, bitches, getting drunk."
Megan: Wait...they're not like that?
Graham: Look at how pocket size Megan is.
Graham's 6 foot something roommate, Shep, stands up next to me.
Shep: Oh my god, you are short...but not that short.
Megan: I'm also wearing heels right now too.
Shep: Take them off.
Takes off boots.
Shep: POCKET SIZED!
Megan: Graham, I love your monitor for your computer...it makes every thing look so big.
Everyone laughs
Megan: Have you ever just wanted to take a picture of your penis and put it up on the screen?
More laughing
Shep: Please don't.
Megan: Yeah, don't. But still, it would be funny. If I had a penis, I would do it.
Megan: I always date guys with one like really unique thing about them...which becomes their nickname. Like there was Big Eyes, small eyes, small hands, guitar guy, cheeks...
Laughing
Graham: Would you date a guy with two or more unique things about them.
Megan: No...unless I didn't get it from the first impression. If so, two is too many.
Shep: What is this tumblr thing?
Megan: Awesome. LOOK FOOD PORN!
Megan is moaning
Megan: Look at that cute sushi!
Shep: Why don't you eat something.
Megan: I like to torture myself.
Megan: I'm not going to die.
Graham: forever?
Megan: not anytime soon
Graham: giggles
Megan: Well, not by my own hand.
Graham: laughing
Megan: unless it is an accident
Graham: hysterics
Megan: what? what?
Graham: hysterical maniacal laughter
Megan: tell me
Graham: So I have this image of you frying something sims style then turning away and turning back and everything is on fire and you're all like "oops" and standing like you are in that one photo of you in the dorm doorway marie took.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Lack of sleep and an hour train ride where an old lady was mean to me incited this...
Walks into graham's kitchen
Megan: OMG THE FLOOR IS SO SHINY.
lays on floor, starts to fall asleep.
Graham: Get up? Go to bed?
Megan: SHINY FLOOORRRR
Megan: I don't want your roommates to hate me because I am upset and weird.
Graham: They won't hate you. You're weird, they'll love you. Plus you can't be as weird as them.
Megan: Are you sure? I'm extra weird right now because my brain is so tired.
crosses the road while screaming for no reason
Megan: See...I don't even know where that came from!
Megan: Will your friends not like me if I meow a lot?
Graham: No we do it here too. If you have a repeatative action and always do it then you'll fit in well.
Megan: Good, because all my actions are repeatative.
pause
Megan: What if I wear my pants on my head?
puts pajama pants on her head.
Graham: They'll be jealous because they'll think it is cool hair.
Megan: Why am I not sleeping?
Megan: OMG THE FLOOR IS SO SHINY.
lays on floor, starts to fall asleep.
Graham: Get up? Go to bed?
Megan: SHINY FLOOORRRR
Megan: I don't want your roommates to hate me because I am upset and weird.
Graham: They won't hate you. You're weird, they'll love you. Plus you can't be as weird as them.
Megan: Are you sure? I'm extra weird right now because my brain is so tired.
crosses the road while screaming for no reason
Megan: See...I don't even know where that came from!
Megan: Will your friends not like me if I meow a lot?
Graham: No we do it here too. If you have a repeatative action and always do it then you'll fit in well.
Megan: Good, because all my actions are repeatative.
pause
Megan: What if I wear my pants on my head?
puts pajama pants on her head.
Graham: They'll be jealous because they'll think it is cool hair.
Megan: Why am I not sleeping?
Sunday, December 18, 2011
My cat makes me feel so adored...
Here is another post about how much I love my cat.
I was holding him last night on my lap. I moved my hand that was on top of him to grab something and he woke up and hit me until I started petting him again.
I had a dream last night that I ended up taking him home with me. We moved into the Courtyards together (Even though the Courtyards doesn't allow pets). He totally destroyed the place in my dream. It was so horrible and I woke up sad because I knew he couldn't come home with me.
Right now he's laying across my lap sleeping and purring. It seriously makes me want to cry because he loves me so much.
Sometimes I sit and think about the kind of connection I have with animals.
How unconditionally they've loved me. I wonder sometimes if it is possible for a love like that to exist between two humans. I think I would die happy if I knew a human that could love me like that.
I like to think I can love like that. Maybe that is why I get hurt so much?
OH GOD THIS GIF IS SO CUTE.
I was holding him last night on my lap. I moved my hand that was on top of him to grab something and he woke up and hit me until I started petting him again.
I had a dream last night that I ended up taking him home with me. We moved into the Courtyards together (Even though the Courtyards doesn't allow pets). He totally destroyed the place in my dream. It was so horrible and I woke up sad because I knew he couldn't come home with me.
Right now he's laying across my lap sleeping and purring. It seriously makes me want to cry because he loves me so much.
Sometimes I sit and think about the kind of connection I have with animals.
How unconditionally they've loved me. I wonder sometimes if it is possible for a love like that to exist between two humans. I think I would die happy if I knew a human that could love me like that.
I like to think I can love like that. Maybe that is why I get hurt so much?
OH GOD THIS GIF IS SO CUTE.
30 Day Song Challenge - but all at once because I'm bored as crap.
Day 01 – Your favorite song
THIS IS SO HARD
existentialism on prom night
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Neo-I7U1UfI
Day 02 – Your friend's favorite song
Alejandro
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=niqrrmev4mA
Day 03 – A song that makes you happy
Just like Heaven
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n3nPiBai66M
Day 04 – A song that makes you sad
The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMJIc9USE2U
Day 05 – A song that reminds you of someone
Congratulation Smack & Katie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4wBx_2dluD4
Day 06 – A song that reminds of you of somewhere
Ampersand
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MJOMSkn1Wwg
Day 07 – A song that reminds you of a crush
Let me Kiss you
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EwuQnXWz5P0
Day 08 – A song that you know all the words to
All songs I listen to I know all the words to.
Here is one I randomly sing all the time:
Poster of a Girl
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TzoyokOjwUw
Day 09 – A song that you can dance to
Love me Like you
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTrWbcluI_4
Day 10 – A song that makes you fall asleep
As You Sleep
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ENnVT4H6OM8
Day 11 – A song from with a fun music video
Changes
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZUTFG_rQzA
Only because this song is so beautiful and I would love to dance around like this to it.
Day 12 – A song you haven't heard in a while
My December
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tqgAAqCqiBI
Day 13 – A song that is a guilty pleasure
You Belong with Me
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VuNIsY6JdUw
Just listening to that video is making me want to sing with my hairbrush.
Day 14 – A song that no one would expect you to love
This is really hard because I honestly love most music?
Day 15 – A song that describes you
New Romantic
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNxar07_9YA
Day 16 – A song that you used to love but now hate
Not Possible.
Skip
Day 17 – A song that you think is bad
Anything by ICP
Day 18 – A song that you recently discovered
Diet Mtn Dew
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmHQAV_6vMg
Day 19 – A song from your favorite album
The Start of Something
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AxezbqwbTVY
Day 20 – A song that you listen to when you’re angry
Shake it Out
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FHSfyypZtag
Day 21 – A song that you listen to when you’re happy
Creeps me Out
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S7ccMZ4LO74
Day 22 – A song that you listen to when you’re sad
Restless Dream
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhtgLa3Ql4U
Day 23 – A song that you want to play at your wedding
...Favorite Book...? I have no idea.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=23E9jsmQmso
Day 24 – A song that you want to play at your funeral
Light on a Grave
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TO6pI4138nU
Day 25 – A song that makes you laugh
Sexy and I know it
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wyx6JDQCslE
Day 26 – A song that you hope reminds someone of you
My Racing Thoughts
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MzGdmsRoSkg
Day 27 – A song that you wish you could play
I can barely breathe
http://youtu.be/mb5_miMF-p0
Day 28 – A song that makes you feel guilty
You are what you love
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1H5yOfRG-RE
Day 29 – A song that reminds you of an ex.
My Manic and I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XOYZwQ8-FEE
Day 30 – Your favorite song at this time last year
Sometime Around Midnight
http://youtu.be/aKEu3EmBCzQ
THIS IS SO HARD
existentialism on prom night
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Neo-I7U1UfI
Day 02 – Your friend's favorite song
Alejandro
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=niqrrmev4mA
Day 03 – A song that makes you happy
Just like Heaven
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n3nPiBai66M
Day 04 – A song that makes you sad
The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMJIc9USE2U
Day 05 – A song that reminds you of someone
Congratulation Smack & Katie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4wBx_2dluD4
Day 06 – A song that reminds of you of somewhere
Ampersand
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MJOMSkn1Wwg
Day 07 – A song that reminds you of a crush
Let me Kiss you
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EwuQnXWz5P0
Day 08 – A song that you know all the words to
All songs I listen to I know all the words to.
Here is one I randomly sing all the time:
Poster of a Girl
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TzoyokOjwUw
Day 09 – A song that you can dance to
Love me Like you
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTrWbcluI_4
Day 10 – A song that makes you fall asleep
As You Sleep
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ENnVT4H6OM8
Day 11 – A song from with a fun music video
Changes
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZUTFG_rQzA
Only because this song is so beautiful and I would love to dance around like this to it.
Day 12 – A song you haven't heard in a while
My December
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tqgAAqCqiBI
Day 13 – A song that is a guilty pleasure
You Belong with Me
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VuNIsY6JdUw
Just listening to that video is making me want to sing with my hairbrush.
Day 14 – A song that no one would expect you to love
This is really hard because I honestly love most music?
Day 15 – A song that describes you
New Romantic
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNxar07_9YA
Not Possible.
Skip
Day 17 – A song that you think is bad
Anything by ICP
Day 18 – A song that you recently discovered
Diet Mtn Dew
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmHQAV_6vMg
Day 19 – A song from your favorite album
The Start of Something
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AxezbqwbTVY
Day 20 – A song that you listen to when you’re angry
Shake it Out
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FHSfyypZtag
Day 21 – A song that you listen to when you’re happy
Creeps me Out
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S7ccMZ4LO74
Day 22 – A song that you listen to when you’re sad
Restless Dream
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhtgLa3Ql4U
Day 23 – A song that you want to play at your wedding
...Favorite Book...? I have no idea.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=23E9jsmQmso
Day 24 – A song that you want to play at your funeral
Light on a Grave
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TO6pI4138nU
Day 25 – A song that makes you laugh
Sexy and I know it
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wyx6JDQCslE
Day 26 – A song that you hope reminds someone of you
My Racing Thoughts
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MzGdmsRoSkg
Day 27 – A song that you wish you could play
I can barely breathe
http://youtu.be/mb5_miMF-p0
Day 28 – A song that makes you feel guilty
You are what you love
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1H5yOfRG-RE
Day 29 – A song that reminds you of an ex.
My Manic and I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XOYZwQ8-FEE
Day 30 – Your favorite song at this time last year
Sometime Around Midnight
http://youtu.be/aKEu3EmBCzQ
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Silly Christmas Unicorn Megan
I decided to play with a magical silver cracker at the Christmas party tonight.
The picture means that I did it and it was magical.
Then this happened! Seriously, right after.* I became a magical unicorn!
Dan also became one, but he didn't like it. He blamed me. This is his "I'm humoring you because I've had a couple beers"** face.
*After a champagne, two rums and cokes, and a couple glasses of wine. And about 3 hours of dancing to black eyed peas and 1950's dance songs on the dance floor with his grandmother, step-mom, and their friends.
**And a mimosa.
End of that story. Here's a new one.
Direct Quote from Dan's grandmother while waiting for our taxi.
Dan's Dad: Why don't you go with one of the private cars.
Dan's Grandmother: No.
Dan's Dad: Okay
walks away
Dan's Grandmother: looks at Megan If you take one of those cars you're likely not to get home. Those damn Asians mumbles something incoherently. You couldn't give me anything that would make me get in one of those cars.
Megan: uncomfortable glance Ha...okay.
She also called Dan's 2 year old nephew a "Jew," because he was moving his hands in a weird way.
What?
She needs a twitter and to be called...RacistGrandma. Or something more creative than that. I don't know. In a hilarious twist she knows all the lyrics to at least two Black Eyed Peas songs. Which isn't hard really. But watching her dance/sing to "I got a feeling" is pretty much hilarious.
Letter to a part of my body...
Dear Eye lashes,
Why are you so long? You make me look like I'm wearing really badly applied fake ones. It sucks to curl you because you're so thick you just fall limp anyway. It sucks to put mascara on you because you just clump up and I have to sit there with my nails and individually comb your strands.
You also get it the way when I'm trying to apply eye liner. So I can't see what I'm doing.
Also your bottom ones are too long. There is something wrong when your bottom lashes are just as long, if not longer than your top ones.
I look like this:
Sort of.
Actually more like this:
And that is my real life eye without mascara on the bottom lashes. And not curled. Yes
You can be pretty, but still it is getting ridiculous that taking care of you is the longest of my transformation of pretty - trying to trick people into thinking I'm good looking time.
Yup.
Why are you so long? You make me look like I'm wearing really badly applied fake ones. It sucks to curl you because you're so thick you just fall limp anyway. It sucks to put mascara on you because you just clump up and I have to sit there with my nails and individually comb your strands.
You also get it the way when I'm trying to apply eye liner. So I can't see what I'm doing.
Also your bottom ones are too long. There is something wrong when your bottom lashes are just as long, if not longer than your top ones.
I look like this:
Sort of.
Actually more like this:
And that is my real life eye without mascara on the bottom lashes. And not curled. Yes
You can be pretty, but still it is getting ridiculous that taking care of you is the longest of my transformation of pretty - trying to trick people into thinking I'm good looking time.
Yup.
Has anyone ever regretted not doing something way sooner?
Like, before you made it practically impossible to figure out where to go with what you've done?
This is vague I know, I just don't know how else to say it.
When I think about going home, I see the future I had planned for myself.
But is it really the future I need?
I don't know.
This is eerily relevant to a very old blog I posted when I was younger.
I just want to fast forward my life a little bit right now.
Everyone is waiting for me to move...and I don't even know where to step.
I'll probably just jump in, that is usually how I solve my problems.
It is just this time I'd like to land on solid ground, or in something tasty like pudding.
Or maybe just land inside a hug from someone who gets it. Gets me, at least.
I'm just kind of confused, I guess. Trying to figure out what wrong turns led me to this mindset.
Trying to figure out which turn is the right one. Which options are best.
I guess I just need the universe to give me some "grand gesture." Some shove.
Someone could just come up to me and say, "Hey, here is your sign, go this way."
I don't have a lot of faith in anything or anyone, but I'm hoping that I will right myself.
For a few years I've been kind of spinning in circles. I'm finally feeling like the breaks are about to be hit.
I have no idea why this is though. Perhaps I'll get that universal push after all.
Like, before you made it practically impossible to figure out where to go with what you've done?
This is vague I know, I just don't know how else to say it.
When I think about going home, I see the future I had planned for myself.
But is it really the future I need?
I don't know.
This is eerily relevant to a very old blog I posted when I was younger.
I just want to fast forward my life a little bit right now.
Everyone is waiting for me to move...and I don't even know where to step.
I'll probably just jump in, that is usually how I solve my problems.
It is just this time I'd like to land on solid ground, or in something tasty like pudding.
Or maybe just land inside a hug from someone who gets it. Gets me, at least.
I'm just kind of confused, I guess. Trying to figure out what wrong turns led me to this mindset.
Trying to figure out which turn is the right one. Which options are best.
I guess I just need the universe to give me some "grand gesture." Some shove.
Someone could just come up to me and say, "Hey, here is your sign, go this way."
I don't have a lot of faith in anything or anyone, but I'm hoping that I will right myself.
For a few years I've been kind of spinning in circles. I'm finally feeling like the breaks are about to be hit.
I have no idea why this is though. Perhaps I'll get that universal push after all.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Do you even know that I'm here? I might also be a ghost...
I lost a follower on tumblr yesterday, but that is okay because I posted a picture of a T-rex taking a shower.
And everyone loves pictures of T-Rex's doing cool shit.
I have done absolutely nothing important today. Besides scheduling an appointment at the Courtyards in Youngstown to look for an apartment. So we'll see.
I think I might also want to add one or two more classes on my already full schedule. Maybe. I am taking a Capstone...so...maybe I can swing it? I can be surprisingly resourceful.
Though I may want to figure out a job situation when I go back. I messaged my old DMs/coworkers asking if they knew if housing was hiring some new DAs this semester and I didn't get any messages back. Soooo that was pretty lame. Maybe they feel slighted because I left last year(?), even though I didn't need to. Who knows.
I guess I can always see if Lemon Grove needs a coffee girl, I know my coffee pretty well.
That or I can just wholeheartedly throw myself into freelance photography again.
I could probably do that actually.
Speaking of, I was thinking of taking a photojournalism class. I think I might. But I'll have to email the teacher and ask if he/she can make an exception and let me in. Since the class is closed and all.
P.S.
Florence, I don't even care that you're a fake ginger. This video is super hot.
And everyone loves pictures of T-Rex's doing cool shit.
I have done absolutely nothing important today. Besides scheduling an appointment at the Courtyards in Youngstown to look for an apartment. So we'll see.
I think I might also want to add one or two more classes on my already full schedule. Maybe. I am taking a Capstone...so...maybe I can swing it? I can be surprisingly resourceful.
Though I may want to figure out a job situation when I go back. I messaged my old DMs/coworkers asking if they knew if housing was hiring some new DAs this semester and I didn't get any messages back. Soooo that was pretty lame. Maybe they feel slighted because I left last year(?), even though I didn't need to. Who knows.
I guess I can always see if Lemon Grove needs a coffee girl, I know my coffee pretty well.
That or I can just wholeheartedly throw myself into freelance photography again.
I could probably do that actually.
Speaking of, I was thinking of taking a photojournalism class. I think I might. But I'll have to email the teacher and ask if he/she can make an exception and let me in. Since the class is closed and all.
P.S.
Florence, I don't even care that you're a fake ginger. This video is super hot.
As I move my feet toward your body,
I can hear this beat,
It fills my head up and gets louder
and louder.
But my heart really belongs to Howl, to be honest.
Thanks FB timeline, now my nostalgic moments can be more pointed.
Yeah...no sleep just stalking my previous life.
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