500 Days of Summer. 90 mins of yelling "I KNOW RIGHT!"

500 Days of Summer- You know there are a lot of "romance" movies out there.  Boy meets girl.  Boy falls in love. They get married. ETC.

Well, this ain't that.  This felt so much more relatable than any other movie about love I have ever seen.  Half the time I was so fixated with how much I could relate to the way the main character looked as his situation.  They showed his reality VS. his expectations which was so true. SO TRUE.  The main character Tom Hansen must be my spirit animal because he has these little quirks that I do too, it's daunting.

It made me think a lot about fate and "Soul Mates" which I have been reluctant to believe my whole life.

It also made me think about how at first you can love all these things about someone and only a less than a year later hate all those things you once loved.

This is why you can't stay with someone until you hate them.

9/10

You know what's something that makes me happy?

Money.

OH NO, I SAID IT!  Something people will always argue with.  Because "money can't buy happiness".

Well, really it depends.  Because hitting the lottery would make me pretty damn happy.

Money brings you a little thing called security.  I could go to any college I was accepted into, live anywhere, and work on anything.  Now I'm not saying that you can't get lonely or that money will solve your problems.  But for some people, like me, security is important.  And I think people forget that sometimes that if you want to, you know... do stuff, you need money.  That's how the world works.  If your content with walks by the creek and throwing rocks your whole life then good for you.  But I on the other hand like going to the movies, driving places (gas), eating, etc.

I get pretty defensive about this topic.  It seems like people who have always had money will say it isn't that important.  That they could be homeless and still be happy.  Yeah okay, douche.  And when you do that, and get rid of all your money, can I have it?

I'm not greedy.  I'm realistic.  I have never lived in a place with a back yard.  It's always been apartments.

I won't deny the free things that make life worth living.  A sunset, nature, exercise, laughter, art, etc.  Those are the BEST things.  But to say those are all that matters?  I'd love to live in that little world of flowers, unicorns, and gumdrops.

People don't need to buy me things to make me happy.  I don't care if your rich or poor.  In fact, I rather find it uncomfortable to have people buy me things, and when I borrow money I pay right back.  I am aways pretty generous with what I have, I don't mind paying for your food or even a ticket to a concert.  If I know I have the means to do it, I will because having that experience of sharing time with someone is important.

So to sum this up (because I am not thinking at my most logical right now at 11am with no sleep), happiness can be brought upon by many things for many different people.  Money isn't evil.  It is a good thing to have.  I want the freedom that money provides, and that freedom makes me happy.

Breaking it all down

I have been think too much lately.  About all these things.  The future.  The path.  Myself.

I'll just throw in some Tumblr humor here

I have a rather horrible art teacher that makes me want to rip off my ears.  I have never hated an art class so much.  It's really quite the failure on her end.  She is without a doubt the worst teacher I have ever had.  At some age I think you should just quit teaching.  Like at 70 because IDK how old she is but holy Jesus she looks one day away from turning to dust in front of me.

my actual face

Then on Tue nothing went right.  From dropping my pizza on the floor, to having the grocery bag rip, to a car parking to close to my door that I couldn't get in, to me letting someone use my phone on a dark street late at night in sac, to my teacher hating everything I produce, and then going to my 3D art class and just getting so overwhelmed I had the urge to just walk out and drop the whole semester.

I should not feel so overwhelmed with just 2 classes.  I am not used to being bad at something (besides math and Spanish).

What has been good is making more friends (albeit Tumblr friends) but people none the less.  I have been skyping one of my Tumblr friends, Joss, on Saturdays at 1am while we watch the re runs of Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood.  And that has been fun, to get this whoooooole new perspective from this whole new person with no ties to anyone else in my life, which is great! And those sessions have been like 9 hours long each time.


I have been working on 2 new story ideas, one of which I have written one scene for and half of another.  I Emailed the first 4 chapters of my FMA FanFic to Joss and Goldie so I'm excited to get these second opinions from people who I have a respect for their opinion in both writing and the actual series.

Thrice- best damn band ever

Then I have been talking a lot to Jonathon and Lidia (of course Jonathon I text him all the time, especially if I'm bored at school).  And it seems like we all are very eager to meet at a Thrice Concert! I'm thinking this summer. YES.  Thrice just went back into the studio so that is really exciting!


I watched an Oprah interview with J.K. Rowling (author of the Harry Potter series) and even though I am personally not a fan of the series I found her to be totally inspirational and put some faith back into me!

I miss hanging out with my friends.  Not that I have that many left.  My mother and I have been a bit rocky for a few months now.  It's causing some bad blood I think.  I just want to move out.  But I really, REALLY, miss my friends. Like Sadie, Ana, Allie (who I wont see for a long time ;__;), Victor, and Daniela.

I have watched some great shows like: Soul Eater, Darker Than Black, and Durarara!!.

I tried making this post as positive as I could.  Because I have written too many depressing posts.