Stop Confusing

I look at you and I feel torn

So in love, yet so alone

Cold and lonely, but comfortable

I hear what you whisper in my ear, soft and lovely

Make my heart melt

When I’m alone I feel angry for what you do to me.

I try to leave, but you are a part of me.

I’ll never get better unless I move on.

Hold you close, but I feel you so far away

Pull you closer and you move away

Pull back and you pull closer

Stop confusing me and don’t tell me to stay

I’m fine alone, but if I’m honest

It’s not the same

You broke my heart and you don’t care

I hate you for it, but I love you all the same

Intoxicating passion, but fake the next day

Stop confusing me and don’t say what you always say

‘Cause I’m not going to take it

I can move on                               

Hold you close, but I feel you so far away

Pull you closer and you move away

Pull back and you pull closer

Stop confusing me and don’t tell me I have to stay

I’m fine alone, but if I’m honest

It’s not the same, without you, I’m not the same.

Hold your love, I need to breath

Burnt out and lonely 

But I’m stuck here in between

Can’t you choose between him and me?

I want you and I want all of you

Hold you close and feel your heartbeat

Pull you closer and feel you breath

Pull back and you pull closer

No more confusing me I know where I stand

I’m not alone

In your arms is where I belong.

Two years have come and gone

Say you love me I’ll know you’re not wrong

But this is reality

It’s time I move on 

Sick and tired of taking chances with your fire
Breaking me down till I can't put the pieces back together

Hold me closer baby, to your heart
But it doesn't matter anymore
I see my value
You don't even nearly start to cover the cost
Let me be and I'll be fine staying home every night
I don't need you anymore
I've moved on

-Tay

If You Want To Bond With Your Sister...

If you want to bond with your sister, curl her hair. It shows that she trusts you with something every hot near her precious face. It shows you care about her because you wouldn't dare burn her with the curling iron. You can listen to music and dance around the bathroom and sing at the top of your lungs.

If you want to bond with your sister, bake a cake. You can prove that you two can work on something as a team. Show each other that, it's okay if you burn the cake. Hey, at least you still have the frosting. 

If you want to bond with your sister, do her make up. It'll show patience when you accidentally poke her in the eye with the mascara brush. It'll teach you to laugh it off when you both look like clowns afterwards.  

If you want to bond with your sister, go shopping. Try on ridiculous dresses and get delirious in the dressing room. If you are having a "fat day" just go for some ice cream and keep each other from remembering why they were laughing in the first place.

If you want to bond with your sister, watch a scary movie. You'll scream and tell people not to go into the dark basement and just be goofy. Then at night you'll get a little freaked out and crawl into your sister's bed. She might kick you out, but at least she knows you love her and feel safe with her. 

If you want to bond with your sister, give her some space. It'll let her grow in her own identity and prove that she'll come back and love you the same even if she has tons of new friends. You're still her sister and could never be replaced.

If you want to bond with your sister, curl her hair. Even though you are both mostly grown and are capable of curling your own hair, it reminds you of when you were younger, when life wasn't so complected; you would curl each other's hair for no reason on a Saturday afternoon and ruin your hair between the amount of hairspray and burning. Both of you lived freely and had no idea what was going in the world or what to expect out of life. Boys still had cooties, except for the cute ones, which is still true to this day. Before your first heartbreak. Before you knew how to drive. Before you knew every word to "Dance (Ass)" By Big Sean. Before you saw your childhood slowly drifting into adulthood. It'll show you to embrace the inner child and never let her go. 

Scintillate

Christmas lights are the most enchanting thing. I could just get lost in their beauty. I don’t know why I love them so much. They go past my eyes straight into my soul warming it with a magical joy.

                I lay on a small bridge in the middle of a strip center gazing at the twinkly lights in the trees above me, “Santa Baby” plays in the background. There is a slight delay in the speakers throughout the mall that adds eeriness to my surrounding.

                I break focus from the lights and look past into the night sky. A plane flies by readying it’s self for landing. I think about all the people who might be on that plane, coming back from Thanksgiving break, coming back to the “real” world. Back to work Monday morning, act like nothing has changed. It’s depressing really.

                “Santa Baby” continues to play and the words overlap each other into a confusing mess of a song. It reminds me of how my mind has been lately. I have no idea what I’m doing with my life, what my purpose is. It feels like everyone around me knows what they are doing and who they are. I know that’s not reality. They are just as lost as I am. They are just better at hiding it.

                As I lay there thinking about Christmas lights and the purpose of life, I figure, does it really matter? Can’t I just take it one day at a time? Do I really need to figure all this out? I mean, do I even have a purpose anymore? Have I already fulfilled it and am just waiting life out?

                I think the reason I love Christmas lights so much is because their purpose may seem obvious, but they are so much more than meets the eye. You think they are only for decoration, but they are to give you hope. Something you look at to give you a moment of peace so you can just put your mind back together after it’s fallen apart. So, maybe like the lights, I do have a deeper purpose…I just can’t see it yet.

Identity Reflection Part 3

Part of figuring out who you are is getting out and trying new things, meeting new people, and expanding your horizons. I've been working on that. I recently started cheerleading and am about to start tumbling. I've had lots of fun! Plus, it's a great exercise! So, try something new that you've never thought of before. You might just absolutely fall in love with it. Maybe by doing this you'll figure out more about yourself and clear up some questions in you head.


Expand your horizons in every aspect of your life; go say hi to that one random person you've never taken time to talk to (I did that and she turned in to my BFF), listen to new (and old) music that you've never heard, go places that you would never, ever imagined you'd go.

Today is a day that you, YOU, are alive, so live it! Explore..Breath...Live...

Here is a short story, that will hopefully inspire you:

                I usually wouldn’t start something like this in the middle of the day, in the middle of my work place…but I couldn’t stand that damn clock ticking any longer. I’ve been sitting at this desk for five years. Five years, of my life wasted.

                So, I broke it. I broke that clock. Everyone in the office just stared at me. I’m usually a normal person, I swear, but something just came over me that day. I had to break it, or I was going to break. I just calmly grinned, looked around the room and said “I quit.” They never saw me again.

                When I left that office, I felt so empowered. So free! I had the whole day to myself. “What to do?” I mumbled to myself as I drove past every familiar store in the mall next to my office. I pulled into the parking lot of the Startbucks. I parked my car and just sat there.  I suddenly burst into tears.

                “Oh, gosh! What did I do? I’ve worked there for five years! I was up for a promotion!” I buried my head in my hands. “I left and all I can think to do is get a coffee! I’m supposed to be doing something spontaneous and new!” I continued to cry…and cry.

                Later that night when I got home I sat down at my computer like I always do and logged into Pinterest. I felt numbed…

                “This isn’t right.” I stood up got dressed called up my girlfriends and went dancing. Geez, the last time I went dancing was in college! All my girlfriends were a little stunned at my spontaneity, but they agreed it was time to get out of the flow of things.

                After a night of partying with “the girls” we all stumbled around the parking lot giggling and chatting. Then I just blurted out “Let’s make a pact.”

                “What?” Annette stared at me like I had three heads.

                “Yeah, let’s make a pact to be more adventurous. Do more with our lives.” I paused. “Nothing irresponsible, but…new. Live our lives.”

                “Oh, we can make a list and randomly pick from it each Friday!” Bobbi started to get giddy.

                “Yes!” Annette nodded her head with a deep seriousness. “Let’s do this.”

                It was the beginning of something beautiful. 

LIVE,

Tay

Identity Reflection Part 2

I don't care anymore.
I just don't.
They tell me I have to choose
Make a plan.

I say no because I simply don't care
I want to run away from all this
I want to be something new

Sure I'll make a plan.
It won't be like the ones you wanted for me
I feel the breeze against my skin
Calling be to my new beginning

I won't ever be good enough for you anyway
Why try if I'm going to fail?
I'm done, just done with trying.


I say no because I simply don't care
I want to run away from all this
I want to be something new

Kisses,

Tay

Identity Reflection

Ladies, let's just take a moment to reflect on ourselves...

Is there anyone in your life, who in any way controls the way you live your life?

If so, why?

Why do you let them?

What would happen if you just broke away from them and did your own thing?

You'd have your life. The life that you took control of and said "You know what...I'm going to do what ever the hell I want to. I don't care if you like it or not." And, no I'm not telling you to be rebellious to your parents or authority. I'm telling you to be your own person. Stop looking for approval in other people.

You only have one life, so live it. (Notice I didn't say YOLO)

Live it now.

Now, think about what you'll do with today. Try something new, meet a new person, reinvent yourself. Just do it. Be free!

Doing my own thing,

Tay

You Know You're From Texas When...

So, Mad posted "You Know You're From Ohio When..." so I decided to do my own version. Here it goes!

• You don't realize how much you say "y'all" until you meet someone from another state.
• You pronounce "Whataburger" like "Waterburger" and if you don't, people look at you like you have a stick up your...bum. 
• It's not unusual to swim in the winter, even if it is cold. 
• 75 degrees is considered winter. 
• You have to eat Tex-Mex at least once a week or you think you might die. 
• You know the difference between Mexican food and Tex-Mex. 
• You have 20 deer in your yard at one time...the cure for that, yelling "MOO!!" and watching them all run off. (Maybe that last part is just me LOL)
• It's not a Shopping Cart it's a Buggy (I didn't know that, that was a Texas thing haha)
• Everything is more green and alive in Winter than in Summer, Spring, or Fall.
• When it rains you sing praises and dance in the rain because it's so rare. 
• You know how to pronounce "Bexar" county. 
• Blue Bell Ice Cream is the only ice cream you'll eat.
• Tubing!
• Pronouncing "can't" "ca*throat catch*
• Regularly scheduled blue bonnet pictures. 
• "No...I don't ride I horse to school. I don't even own one." 

Later, 

Tay

You know you're from Ohio when...

Ok, so I'm from Ohio. I found this list and I think these are quite true:

• You measure distance in minutes.
• Your school classes were canceled because of heat.
• You know several people who have hit a deer.
• You've never met any celebrities.
• You end your sentences with an unnecessary preposition. Example:"Where's my coat at?" or "If you go to the mall I wanna go with."
• Your idea of a traffic jam is ten cars waiting to pass a tractor on the highway.
• You know what "cow tipping" is.
• You think everyone from a bigger city has an accent.
• You think that deer season is a national holiday.
• You know what a real buckeye is, and have a recipe for candy ones.
• You say that you have to "sweep" your floors, even though they are carpeted and you are actually "vacuuming" them...
• You say "warsh rag" instead of "wash rag" and "crick" instead of "creek".
• You know what "pop" is.
• Taking a "vacation" is going to Cedar Point or King's Island.
• You say "supper" and not "dinner".

Oh yeah, someone told me I say "can" like "kin". Like, "Kin (can) you bring me that?", "Kin you get that for me?" and etc. I didn't realize I say that, but I guess I do! We don't say "ya'll", that's mostly a southern thing.



An Ohio license plate.

We are the children of the corn.

Yours,

Maddie

"The House at The End of The Street" Movie Review

I don't know why, but I've seen a lot of movies lately. Any who,  I was nervous about seeing this movie because I really don't do well with scary movies. Love them in the moment, but I can't deal with the after part, i.e. staying home and thinking there is something or someone in my house watching me dance in my underwear. (Just kidding! I don't do anything embarrassing at home when I'm alone...or do I?)

So, I saw it with Rae and we were squirming in our seats in anticipation! We had an amazing audience though. One person started laughing hysterically at something moderately funny in the movie, but they were delirious and laughing in such a funny way, the whole theatre started laughing at the person's laugh. So, for like two minutes people were just laughing. I started getting delirious and was the last person to finish laughing...it was so hard to stop!

Back to the movie! I could handle the scary level. I wasn't paranormal or overly gory. It was about crazy people and I can handle that just fine. I used to work for a counselor, so it was like another day in the office for me. Heehee

The plot. I know in scary movies they lack plot much less and actual point of anything in the movie other than "Kill everything!" This movie actually had a plot and was interesting. So yay! It was also very suspenseful, which I like. 

Over all, it was good! So if you are kind of a chicken and want to see something with your friends who are begging you to see a horror movie just say. "Let's see this movie! I heard it was terrifying!" Oh, but you have to cross your fingers behind your back while you say it.

Boo!

Tay

"The Perks of Being a Wallflower" Movie Review

So, I never expected I would love this movie as much as I did. In the words of Rae "That movie is friggin' art!" Honestly, I cried, I laughed, I related.  A lot. Not necessarily to people being so openly rude at school. I have never met anyone that rude before (I'm sure other people have), but to pretty much everything else.

If you haven't seen it, what are you waiting for?! GO! Run! Buy a ticket! See it! I'm not going to give too much of the plot or story away, you'll thank me later.

I read the first 15 pages of the book from a sample online. The movie and book so far are very, very close together. I would like to read the rest of the book one day. It kept my attention, which is hard for a book to do for me. I think I like a lot of drama in my books and I never find one that is juicy enough. So this might just be the book for me. Who knows?

So pretty much, just, just go and see the movie, OK...

Buh-bye,
Tay

What is your favorite literary (book) genre?

     Okay, so every book is categorized into "genres". From www.dictionary.com, "genre" is described as, "of or pertaining to a specific literary type". Here are some examples of book genres: Fiction, Non-Fiction, Adventure, Romance, Young Adult (YA for short), Mystery, and etc. From them, each one is divided into sub-genres - like YA Romance, YA Mystery, and YA Adventure, for an example.
     My favorite genre is Young Adult. Maybe that's because I'm in the age range that ALA describes as Young Adult - 12-18 years old. That certainly doesn't mean you can't read that genre if you're not in the range, however. That's just what ages the writing is probably aimed at.
     There are lots of reasons why I love YA. Most YA based books have something to do with finding yourself... maybe discovering who your friends are... seeing how the world works. It's about figuring out life. It's innocent, unjaded, naive, and ultimately, boundless. 
     Here are some of my favorite YA books I have read...

1.  Speak, by Laurie Halse Anderson. I read this as a little seventh grader. I loved this book and still do. I know the book cover looks weird, but don't let it fool you. I can't say much more about it without spoiling it, so I just say go get a copy of it RIGHT NOW and read it.
2.  Copper Sun, by Sharon Draper. If you liked The Help or The Secret Life of Bees, you'll enjoy this book. It's a book about slavery from a 15 year old slave girl's perspective. It's well written and interesting.    
3.  Looking for Alaska, by John Green. I saw something about it on my Pinterest and I looked it up and bought myself a copy online. You won't be disappointed. I must say, it does have some "colorful" language and some drug usage in the book, so I wouldn't recommend this to a little kid. Since this is written by a man, you get a guy's perspective on everything. I wouldn't call this a romance book, but it did have a lot of romance in it. I actually just finished this a few days ago. :)
4.  That Summer, by Sarah Dessen. Sarah Dessen's books are always very girly, and this one was too. I read this one a few weeks ago. It's very good.
5.  Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl, by Anne Frank. I think everyone knows what happened to Anne Frank and her life in the annex. This is worth reading, big time. It's a piece of history.
6.  Number the Stars, by Lois Lowry. This is about the holocaust and a girl who escapes from it. If you only read either Anne Frank or this, I would choose this one.
7.  Flowers for Algernon, by Daniel Keyes. I had to read the condensed version of this in my reading book when I was in the 8th grade. I would love to read the full thing though.
8.  The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald. It's a classic, a timeless one, and worth your time. I posted a review about this a few weeks ago. The movie is coming to theaters in December :) yay!

     Here are some books I want to read that are also YA. To Kill A Mockingbird, by Harper Lee; The Perks of Being a Wallflower, by Stephen Chbosky; Thirteen Reasons Why, by Jay Asher; Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen; Paper Towns, by John Green; and Emma, by Jane Austen.

What are some YA books you have been reading? I would love to know. Just leave a comment and I promise I'll respond!

Yours,

Maddie

Single Cat Ladies

For all my single ladies out there here are some pictures you can giggle about while you sip tea and pet 5 out of your 17 cats. 

A Poem About Crazy Cat Ladies

Boys Are Stupid...

Forever Alone...

I Want Another Cat...

Can I Get An AMEN...?

Meow,

Tay

Keep Smiling

Truth...

XOXO,

Tay-tay

The Amazing Moments in Life

I was on my Pinterest and I saw this. I was like, this is so true!

So, the amazing moments in life:

1. Coming home late and going straight to bed.
2. Buying amazing clothes that you found on sale.
3. Holding hands.
4. Unexpected moments that become your favorite memories.
5. Talking on the phone until five in the morning.
6. Resting on someone's chest.
7. Taking long showers that wash away your worries.
8. Feeling as though you finally belong somewhere.
9. Deciding what you want to do with your life.
10. Feeling satisfied after a delicious meal.
11. Falling asleep instantly when you're upset.
12. Meeting people that happen to change your life.
13. When you have a great night of sleep.
14. Drinking a cup of tea.
15. Realizing everything is going to be okay.

Yours,

Maddie

Rain and PJ's

So it hasn't rained where I live since before May... ;( I absolutely love rain! I miss it so bad! But, since Friday it's been rainy! I'm so happy! It's starting to get cooler also! Instead of 110 it's about 80! So happy! Praise the Lord!

Like I said in my last post, I've been in such a Christmas mood! I seriously am going to listen to Christmas music today. Maybe...probably. :)

So, who else is obsessed with cute PJ's? I know I am! So in honor of lazy rainy days and staying in your PJ's all day...

Love the rain, pj's, fat pants, and Christmas, 

Tay-tay 

Why You Shouldn't Drop French Class

Okay, so as soon as school started, like one or two people in my class dropped it. I didn't understand why they would ever want to do that! Here are some Pros and Cons of learning French:

1. French is just plain classy. It just is! French is the most romantic language in the world and no other language can match it's beauty and preciseness.
2. Hardly anyone takes this course. Everyone will usually choose Spanish over French - at least the majority will. So French classes are usually pretty small.
3. You can easily tell if some one's speaking French, whereas with Spanish, Portuguese, Romanian etc. it is harder to tell what language they are actually speaking for the first minute or so.
4. Learning a foreign language and having the chance to be bilingual will open up a lot more job and travel related jobs for you. When you have this on your college applications they will think of you as well-rounded and you will stand out from the crowd.
5. Even knowing just a few words in French will make you look amazing. You can say ANYTHING, "I like to roll around in dog poop." (J'aime rouler dans merde de chien), for instance, and you will sound stunning.

The French language is just beautiful. Don't, however, study French if you have no interest in it or it's culture. You will get terrible grades if you have no passion to learn it. I marched to the beat of my own drum and took the class because I have always been interested in France - The French Revolution, Marie Antoinette, Versailles, etc.

You should really study French. I think you'll enjoy it.

Au revoir,

Mad

Bad Girl Names in the Bible

I'm writing a skit for a Ladies' Slumber Party for my Grandma's church. It's talking about how the chocolate making process is like the way Jesus works on you and what happens to your "chocolate" if you disobey God or do things your way or something along those lines. You're chocolate will turn out gritty or bitter, etc. If you are dedicated, listen to the Holy Spirit, and turn away from sin, your "chocolate" will turn out like fine, expensive, delicious, yummy chocolate.

So, I had to research women in the Bible who had those qualities(The skit is from their perspective and talking about their lives). I decided to use Jezebel, Delilah, and Mary Magdalene.  Before I finished deciding which ladies I'd use, I had to research around and look at different stories from the Bible. I found this site about Bad Girls in the Bible and if you should or should not use their names for your children because some of them are pretty names, but...you know. Anyway, the lady who wrote it is funny and great at explaining the names! So check it out! Pretty interesting.

http://muchadoaboutnaming.wordpress.com/2009/04/02/naughty-namesakes-biblical-bad-girls/


Live, laugh, love, eat chocolate!

Tay

Christmas Thoughts In September

I've been on Pinterest.com a lot lately...I don't know why. Oh, wait. Yes, I do, because it's addicting...

Anyway...today's subject.  CHRISTMAS

Yes, I know it's September. No, I don't care. I love Christmas, not just because of Jesus (the true meaning of Christmas y'all), but also because of the weather, the lights, the spirit, the joy! For me the Christmas season feeling you get in your stomach (you know the feeling) is the exact same as the feeling of LOVE (we all know that feeling too...hopefully). It makes me grin equally as much. :D

Let me break it down...

Christmas When I'm Alone:

Turning off all the lights, lighting some candles, turning on John Mayer station on Pandora, wrapping up in a fluffy blanket, drinking some hot chocolate, and scenting your house with cinnamon!

Christmas With Friends:

Same exact thing, but we are all cuddled together watching ELF :D

HoHoHo,
Tay

Be In Tune With the Moon!

This is SUCH a cool, artistic way of how to be in tune with the moon. We just had a full moon on Friday so that means we are in the Waning Moon stage. This is from www.artfulwoman.com. Isn't this just awesome?!

Yours,

Maddie

How TO and How NOT to Wear Cheetah Print

So, I've noticed Cheetah print has become quite the thing lately. I'm pretty excited about it because I LOVE cheetah print. I don't know why...I am just drawn to it. Recently, I bought a pair of cheetah sandals with braiding detail on the sides...so cute. Rae bought some cheetah flats and a backpack. :)

Cheetah has a way of making things look cheep, so watch the way you use it. Make sure it's classy!!! Now, I'm going to show you a few ways NOT to wear cheetah print! After I'll show you how TO wear it.

 Ready? OK! 

HOW TO NOT WEAR CHEETAH PRINT:

OK, well the issue with this one is...it's just bad. The styling of the whole outfit is just not tasteful. The print just swallows her up...

Yeah, just no. It's tacky.

Yeah, I think this is a dog's dress, but I'm not sure. Anyway, that's not the point! Red and Cheetah DO NOT MIX! It's trashy!!!

HOW TO WEAR CHEETAH PRINT:

See, this is cute! Just a touch of cheetah in your shoes! 

Accessorize with cheetah! It's a classy way to have a wild side in your wardrobe.  

Cheetah Shorts...I think YES! How chic is this? So cute!

RAWER, 

Tay


Don's Forget To PIN About Us! 

9 Stretches to Increase Flexibility You Can Easily Do at Work

So...who else is addicted allwomenstalk.com? I know I am! So I was tooling around on their Health tab and stumbled upon "9 Stretches to Increase Flexibility You Can Easily Do at Work". This caught my eye because I can NOT sit still at work! I am always changing the way I sit...every 5 mins. Cross legs, uncross legs, crisscross apple sauce, put my foot under my knee, put my foot on my desk...OK, I lied about that last one, but you get the point.  I can't stay still. I always get up and stretch when no one is looking.

How about when people are looking? Well, you can do these exercises when people are looking without getting that "Whaaaa?" look. So check it out!:D

http://health.allwomenstalk.com/stretches-to-increase-flexibility-you-can-easily-do-at-work/


Smooches,
Tay

Date a Girl Who Reads

I found this quote/essay on Pinterest a while back, but I've never seen the whole thing. I didn't think there was an extended version. When I found this, I about jumped out of my seat. It is so cute... I wish I could write something like that!
This is why you should date a girl who reads...

“Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted.
Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent.
Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.”

By Rosemarie Urquico

Some Thoughts

OK, ready for a bit of a rant?

I'm just going to come out and say...people are stupid. We all know that. For various reasons and at various times I just want to pimp slap people. I'm normally a very nice, calm, happy person, but today I'm mad.

I'm not going to get into any details.

But...

People are stupid. Just saying. I feel like pulling out my webcam and doing a "Jenna Marbles" style rant on stupid people. I also want to bury my face in a pillow and SCREAM. But I won't. That's why I have a blog.  *sassy grin*

Anyone know anything on relaxation? :/ Imma gunna need it, OK. OK!

I don't like hot tea, thank you very much,

Tay

Back To School...

No...I don't wanna go. I don't want to think about it. I don't want to know about it. I don't wanna even talk about it, but I will anyway.

I'm homeschooled, so back to school isn't as big of an ordeal as it would be for  "normal" people, but it's still school and it's dull, boring, and slow. I start after Labor Day, but everyone else around here starts today. Their stress is rubbing off on me. I don't like it one bit.

In Sunday school yesterday we sat down and wrote out our week's schedule. Everyone had that typical pained look on their faces. The point of the lesson (and for the past few weeks) had been not to over do it with your schedule. People kill themselves to be perfect and they don't take time out to relax. When you don't relax you crack. So "Work hard, play hard." (Whenever we hear that song we joke about "Hey we sang this in church!" haha not really of course).

So on a happier note, here is a picture that speaks truth to all:

So, don't freak out. Relax. You've been doing this for how many years now? You can do it again.

Going to buy my rainbow wig now, 

Tay