I love listening to music, and I really love music with good lyrics. I think growing up a lyrical dancer has given me a love for music different than many other people and I know any dancer would agree that you appreciate music in a different way than non-dancers. While driving home to my parents house today, I put my new cd into my cd player. Some of the songs lyrics really touch me, and then some other songs that every time I listen to them, they take me to a different place.
1. 'Dear Mr. President' by Pink
"What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away. And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay."
2. 'Not Ready to Make Nice' by The Dixie Chicks
"I made my bed and I sleep like a baby with no regrets and I don't mind saying its a sad sad story when a mother will teach daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger and how in the world can the words that I said send somebody so over the edge that they me a letter saying that I'd better shut up and sing or my life with be over."
3. 'Hear You Me' by Jimmy Eat World
"What would you think of me now? So lucky, so strong, so proud. I never said thank you for that. Now I'll never have a chance."
When I hear this song, so much comes to mind. People I've lost along the way, either from death or just friendships that have drifted away, and how they don't get to see the person I've become.
I'm also a One Tree Hill junky and they play this song in the background while one of the characters says this following quote..
"Tragedies happen. What are you going to do, give up, quit. No. When your heart breaks you have to fight like hell to make sure you're still alive because you are and that pain you feel, that's life. The confusion and fear, that's there to remind you that somewhere out there, something is better. And that something is worth fighting for."
And I'll end on the words of Jason Mraz... "Live high, live mighty, live righteously.."
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Not Me, Not Yet
I'm finally getting to that age where people I know are getting engaged. It makes me feel old, but at the same time, I feel like I'm too young for it. Here are some examples I've heard lately, starting with completely understandable to WHAT!?
Couple #1 J &W - J is 20 and W is 21. They have been dating since they were about 15. They both have decent paying job and are pretty much perfect for each other. They also plan to hold off the actually wedding for a little while until J is out of school in about 2 semesters and they get settled with their out of college lives. This one sound pretty logical to me, and I think I would be ready for engagement at that point too.
Couple #2 L & C- L is almost 21 and C is about 23/24. C was off fighting in Iraq practically out of high school and when he got back, he started dating L about 1.5-2 years ago. I also sort of understand this situation. C is older and after Iraq, you really understand that life is short so why wait.
Couple #3 K & W- Both are 20 and have been dating for a year and 7 months and got engaged after a year and few months. K used to work with me (recently quit) so I know she is not making enough money to support herself. Supposedly, they are madly in love, but you can also be madly in love and not be engaged
Couple #4- S & A- S is 19 and A is 18. They have only been dating for about 6 months and A is only a freshman in college, and their relationship is long distance. I have no comment for this one.
Now I might seem like a Scrooge in terms of love, but I'm really not. I just look at these relationships (besides maybe the first 2) and wonder why its so important to get engaged so fast. I have an amazing boyfriend who I love a lot and we have a great relationship, but I think that we would both agree that we are too young to be engage. I can't imagine myself in 6 months being engage, planning my wedding, when I can barely legally drink at my own wedding! If for some reason, my boyfriend was to go crazy for minute and ask me to marry him, I would say yes, but only on the terms that we would be engage for another 2 or 3 years before we got married. There are few more years of growing up that both him and I need. I want to be financially supporting myself, because I don't want to be living off Mom's and Dad's money when I'm about to get married.
I don't mean to offend anyone that got married young or fast. Many times, it does work, but just putting myself into those situations that's how I would feel.
Couple #1 J &W - J is 20 and W is 21. They have been dating since they were about 15. They both have decent paying job and are pretty much perfect for each other. They also plan to hold off the actually wedding for a little while until J is out of school in about 2 semesters and they get settled with their out of college lives. This one sound pretty logical to me, and I think I would be ready for engagement at that point too.
Couple #2 L & C- L is almost 21 and C is about 23/24. C was off fighting in Iraq practically out of high school and when he got back, he started dating L about 1.5-2 years ago. I also sort of understand this situation. C is older and after Iraq, you really understand that life is short so why wait.
Couple #3 K & W- Both are 20 and have been dating for a year and 7 months and got engaged after a year and few months. K used to work with me (recently quit) so I know she is not making enough money to support herself. Supposedly, they are madly in love, but you can also be madly in love and not be engaged
Couple #4- S & A- S is 19 and A is 18. They have only been dating for about 6 months and A is only a freshman in college, and their relationship is long distance. I have no comment for this one.
Now I might seem like a Scrooge in terms of love, but I'm really not. I just look at these relationships (besides maybe the first 2) and wonder why its so important to get engaged so fast. I have an amazing boyfriend who I love a lot and we have a great relationship, but I think that we would both agree that we are too young to be engage. I can't imagine myself in 6 months being engage, planning my wedding, when I can barely legally drink at my own wedding! If for some reason, my boyfriend was to go crazy for minute and ask me to marry him, I would say yes, but only on the terms that we would be engage for another 2 or 3 years before we got married. There are few more years of growing up that both him and I need. I want to be financially supporting myself, because I don't want to be living off Mom's and Dad's money when I'm about to get married.
I don't mean to offend anyone that got married young or fast. Many times, it does work, but just putting myself into those situations that's how I would feel.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Tired...
I'm tired from having to work at 6 am today, so I'm in no condition to write a deep, meaningful post. I stole this from my mom's blog and I love doing these, even tho they seem to not work out for me and I listen to extremely emo music, even though I don't tend to be/appear emo at all.
IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
This can be either really lame or super f'in hilarious!
I promise I didn't cheat. Some ended up good, others not really
So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. When you go to a new question, press the next button
5. For every question, type the song that's playing
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool.
Opening Credits: Anticipation-Carly Simon (wow)
Waking Up: I Wanna Dance with Somebody- Whitney Houston (I should wake up to that every morning, start the day off right!)
First Day At School: Criminal- Fiona Apple (I've been a bad, bad girl...)
Falling In Love:Break Your Heart- Natalie Merchant (...People ruthless, people cruel
The damage that some people do.....)
Fight Song: Gossip Folks- Missy Elliot (...When I pull up in my whip, bitches wanna talk shit)
Breaking Up: Savin' Me- Nickelback (....With these broken wings I'm fallin' and all I see is you....)
Prom: Again, I Go Unnoticed- Dashboard Confessional (So quiet, another wasted night...)
Life: Wisemen- James Blunt (Look who's alone now, its not me, its not me....)
Mental Breakdown: Only One- Yellowcard (Broken this fragile thing now, and I can't pick up the pieces...)
Driving: If You're Gonna Leave- Emerson Heart (If you're gonna leave, you better get going...)
Flashback: Linger- The Cranberries (Do you have to let it linger...)
Getting Back Together: You and Me- Lifehouse (awww)
Wedding: Wide Open Spaces-Dixie Chicks (If these are life's lessons, she'll take the test)
Birth of Child: Don't Tell Me (Ironic.. This song is about not hooking up with a guy?)
Final Battle: Don't Wait- Dashboard Confessional (And suddenly, you're deep enough to lay your armor down)
Death Scene: Rescued- Jack's Mannequin (And I'm thinking I'd prefer not to be rescued)
Funeral Song:Mona Lisas and Madhatters- Mandy Moore (I thank the lord there's people out there like you)
End Credits: Always Love- Nada Surf (Always love, hate will get you every time)
IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
This can be either really lame or super f'in hilarious!
I promise I didn't cheat. Some ended up good, others not really
So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. When you go to a new question, press the next button
5. For every question, type the song that's playing
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool.
Opening Credits: Anticipation-Carly Simon (wow)
Waking Up: I Wanna Dance with Somebody- Whitney Houston (I should wake up to that every morning, start the day off right!)
First Day At School: Criminal- Fiona Apple (I've been a bad, bad girl...)
Falling In Love:Break Your Heart- Natalie Merchant (...People ruthless, people cruel
The damage that some people do.....)
Fight Song: Gossip Folks- Missy Elliot (...When I pull up in my whip, bitches wanna talk shit)
Breaking Up: Savin' Me- Nickelback (....With these broken wings I'm fallin' and all I see is you....)
Prom: Again, I Go Unnoticed- Dashboard Confessional (So quiet, another wasted night...)
Life: Wisemen- James Blunt (Look who's alone now, its not me, its not me....)
Mental Breakdown: Only One- Yellowcard (Broken this fragile thing now, and I can't pick up the pieces...)
Driving: If You're Gonna Leave- Emerson Heart (If you're gonna leave, you better get going...)
Flashback: Linger- The Cranberries (Do you have to let it linger...)
Getting Back Together: You and Me- Lifehouse (awww)
Wedding: Wide Open Spaces-Dixie Chicks (If these are life's lessons, she'll take the test)
Birth of Child: Don't Tell Me (Ironic.. This song is about not hooking up with a guy?)
Final Battle: Don't Wait- Dashboard Confessional (And suddenly, you're deep enough to lay your armor down)
Death Scene: Rescued- Jack's Mannequin (And I'm thinking I'd prefer not to be rescued)
Funeral Song:Mona Lisas and Madhatters- Mandy Moore (I thank the lord there's people out there like you)
End Credits: Always Love- Nada Surf (Always love, hate will get you every time)
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Imagine all the people living life in peace...
On Tuesday, November 4th, for the first time in my life, I was able to vote. I pretty much knew from the start who I was voting for.
I'm from the North and a very liberal area. I've always considered myself Democratic and even more fittingly, a liberal. In high school, one of my best friends was gay and many other teenagers were not afraid to come out. Everyone treated everyone equal, based on personality, not social or economic status, not by religion, and not by sexual preference. Moving to this new big state 3 years ago was a culture shock, when I quickly discovered that many people here, did just the opposite. Every morning I wake up and think how lucky I was to be raised where I was raised, and by who raised me. My mom is pretty much a modern day hippy, extremely liberal and I feel like I agree with her on a lot of political and social issues. I would consider my dad as more of a moderate. I'm not sure of his actual beliefs on every little topic, but despite what he may believe, he is respectful of other beliefs and I think that is one of the most important qualities to have.
Throughout the past few months, I haven't talked about who I was voting for. It was always in the back of my mind, but I'm a young college student with a very busy life, and in my day to day life, it wasn't important to talk about it, like everyone else seemed to be doing. On Tuesday afternoon, I drove 30 minutes to a little town in our precinct. I had decided not to change my address to the college, and thankfully I didn't, because on election day the line was 6 hours long. In my precinct, I only waited about 5 minutes (+ a few extra minutes because someone made a typo when filling out my address for voting). I filled out my ballot and was done. I voted for Barack Obama and No on a Ammendent 2. I didn't talk about it with anyone, I just went along with my day, like it was any other day.
That night, I had my house all to myself. Around 6pm I turned on the news and watched the results all the way until the new President was named (with a few episode of Jon and Kate Plus 8 thrown in between so that I wouldn't go crazy). At 11 pm, an announcement interrupted the news. Barack Obama was the new President of the United States of America. Then something happened that I was not expecting. I began to cry tears of joy, relief, and hope. Maybe this will really be the change that we all need so badly.
For me, the election did not go completely smooth. The next day my heart was broken when I found out that Ammendent 2 passed. So many people have just associated this with gay marriage, which I 100% support, but its so much more than that. It hurts to think about how anyone with a civil union have had so much taken away from them and I wish I had to power to just give it all back to them. My boyfriend and I never talk politics, but November 4th night, we talked about it a lot. He was raised, in terms of liberal/conservative, similar to me and we have a lot of the same views on that type of stuff. We both consider often, if it doesn't apply to us, why should we have the right to take it away from the people that it does.
That's about all I can say about all of this right now. My superfiscial world is calling, and I need to go get ready for a sorority/fraternity social... it shall be interesting
"You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one"
I'm from the North and a very liberal area. I've always considered myself Democratic and even more fittingly, a liberal. In high school, one of my best friends was gay and many other teenagers were not afraid to come out. Everyone treated everyone equal, based on personality, not social or economic status, not by religion, and not by sexual preference. Moving to this new big state 3 years ago was a culture shock, when I quickly discovered that many people here, did just the opposite. Every morning I wake up and think how lucky I was to be raised where I was raised, and by who raised me. My mom is pretty much a modern day hippy, extremely liberal and I feel like I agree with her on a lot of political and social issues. I would consider my dad as more of a moderate. I'm not sure of his actual beliefs on every little topic, but despite what he may believe, he is respectful of other beliefs and I think that is one of the most important qualities to have.
Throughout the past few months, I haven't talked about who I was voting for. It was always in the back of my mind, but I'm a young college student with a very busy life, and in my day to day life, it wasn't important to talk about it, like everyone else seemed to be doing. On Tuesday afternoon, I drove 30 minutes to a little town in our precinct. I had decided not to change my address to the college, and thankfully I didn't, because on election day the line was 6 hours long. In my precinct, I only waited about 5 minutes (+ a few extra minutes because someone made a typo when filling out my address for voting). I filled out my ballot and was done. I voted for Barack Obama and No on a Ammendent 2. I didn't talk about it with anyone, I just went along with my day, like it was any other day.
That night, I had my house all to myself. Around 6pm I turned on the news and watched the results all the way until the new President was named (with a few episode of Jon and Kate Plus 8 thrown in between so that I wouldn't go crazy). At 11 pm, an announcement interrupted the news. Barack Obama was the new President of the United States of America. Then something happened that I was not expecting. I began to cry tears of joy, relief, and hope. Maybe this will really be the change that we all need so badly.
For me, the election did not go completely smooth. The next day my heart was broken when I found out that Ammendent 2 passed. So many people have just associated this with gay marriage, which I 100% support, but its so much more than that. It hurts to think about how anyone with a civil union have had so much taken away from them and I wish I had to power to just give it all back to them. My boyfriend and I never talk politics, but November 4th night, we talked about it a lot. He was raised, in terms of liberal/conservative, similar to me and we have a lot of the same views on that type of stuff. We both consider often, if it doesn't apply to us, why should we have the right to take it away from the people that it does.
That's about all I can say about all of this right now. My superfiscial world is calling, and I need to go get ready for a sorority/fraternity social... it shall be interesting
"You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one"
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Just the Beginning
I'm not really the blogging type. My mom blogs and I used to joke with her about it, but lately I've just felt like saying things I might not actually want to say in person to the people I know.
I'm 20 years old, I live in a big state, with a big city, and go to a big university. I'm a "sorority girl" and I don't believe I fit that stereotype well.
I put my heart and soul into my sorority and definitely get a lot back from it, some great, some good, and lately a lot of bad. I serve on a committee that focuses on sisterhood and morale. Unfortunately, this also means that we must deal with disciplinary issues. I knew this signing up for this position and I knew that along with it, I was going to receive some crap for it. This semester has been so different from others. Because of decisions my committee and I have had to make, there are a group of girls that pretty much hate me for their sisters' bad decisions. I get dirty looks and ignored in groups. If they pass me on campus, they look the other way or pretend to be on the phone. I try to brush it off, but it does get to me some times. Anything that goes on in the committee meetings and the situations are all confidential. I can't go home and talk to my boyfriend or best friend about what happened. One day, at the height of all chaos, I turned to my boyfriend crying. I couldn't tell him exactly why I was crying but all I said was, "I'm about to spend an entire weekend with a group of girls that hate me for another girl's VERY stupid mistake." This semester has been one of the most frustrating of all my semesters in this sorority and one may ask, "so why do you do it?"
I do it because of the moral and values that are in the heritage of this sorority and what it really means, not just on my campus, but nationally and historically. I do it for that handful of girls that are true friends and are there and support me and agree with my committee and I's decision. I wouldn't have met these women without joining the sorority and I wouldn't have found out how supportive these women are without these situations. I do it because after 3 semesters, I won't have to deal with girls trying to impress fraternity boys and acting petty and childish about drama. I will be this sorority girl forever in my heart and not by the letters on my shirt. I'm happy with the choice I made to join a sorority and its worth every penny.
I'm 20 years old, I live in a big state, with a big city, and go to a big university. I'm a "sorority girl" and I don't believe I fit that stereotype well.
I put my heart and soul into my sorority and definitely get a lot back from it, some great, some good, and lately a lot of bad. I serve on a committee that focuses on sisterhood and morale. Unfortunately, this also means that we must deal with disciplinary issues. I knew this signing up for this position and I knew that along with it, I was going to receive some crap for it. This semester has been so different from others. Because of decisions my committee and I have had to make, there are a group of girls that pretty much hate me for their sisters' bad decisions. I get dirty looks and ignored in groups. If they pass me on campus, they look the other way or pretend to be on the phone. I try to brush it off, but it does get to me some times. Anything that goes on in the committee meetings and the situations are all confidential. I can't go home and talk to my boyfriend or best friend about what happened. One day, at the height of all chaos, I turned to my boyfriend crying. I couldn't tell him exactly why I was crying but all I said was, "I'm about to spend an entire weekend with a group of girls that hate me for another girl's VERY stupid mistake." This semester has been one of the most frustrating of all my semesters in this sorority and one may ask, "so why do you do it?"
I do it because of the moral and values that are in the heritage of this sorority and what it really means, not just on my campus, but nationally and historically. I do it for that handful of girls that are true friends and are there and support me and agree with my committee and I's decision. I wouldn't have met these women without joining the sorority and I wouldn't have found out how supportive these women are without these situations. I do it because after 3 semesters, I won't have to deal with girls trying to impress fraternity boys and acting petty and childish about drama. I will be this sorority girl forever in my heart and not by the letters on my shirt. I'm happy with the choice I made to join a sorority and its worth every penny.
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