sincerely, me

I'm getting really sick of finding all manner of bugs (and/or insects, I never cared about the difference) in my room. I have been sleeping on the couch for the past week because I encountered a quickly-moving, brown Thing living near my bed. See, I was hanging out, watching Young Adult (just as strange as I thought it would be) and my attention suddenly shifted to the wall, where I watched a big, brown Thing move down the wall next to my bed. It moved incredibly fast; I couldn't tell what it was. But I didn't freak out right away. One, I was a little stunned. The Thing didn't register for a couple seconds because I'd been concentrating on Young Adult. Then it ran across the shoebox I keep next to my bed (it holds water, lotion, warm socks, and bobby pins I forgot to take out) and up under the top. Then I ran. I went inside and begged my sister to help me find it and get rid of it (read this part in one of those deep and creepy voices that the villains in horror mov...

Is it just me, or do society's expectations of us seem a little steep? We were talking in class about an article our teacher had us read that was in Vanity Fair (That's college learning for you--we read magazines in class.) Somehow we got on the topic of society's sad interest in meaningless movies and books, like the Hunger Games. I am an unapologetic fan of The Hunger Games. Why not be? And who says it has to be anything more than an interesting story? I've thought about this topic a lot, so I have more to say, but for now, I'll leave you with the article I had to write that mimics the article (from Vanity Fair) we had to read. Later, I may or may not add more. But this pretty much says what I wanted it to (with a bit bigger words), so maybe I'll just leave you all with this. # It is when the illuminated screen of a cell phone intrudes on a wholly pulchritudinous evening at the theater when one appreciates one has truly “made it.” It isn’t the ...

Lately, I've been a little obsessed with The Hunger Games. I may even be Twilight obsessed with The Hunger Games. And, as we know, that's bordering on actually insane. So every time I see a magazine with Jennifer Lawrence on the cover, I have to read it. No matter if it tells me she swears like a sailor, or is the "fastest pee-er ever." Like Rolling Stone told me this afternoon. My obsession may have bled over to Ms Lawrence, because now I want to watch everything she's ever been in. I'm kind of sad for myself. The point of all of this was to bring you here: I want to be Jennifer Lawrence. Wait--maybe I should share a little about me and my obsessions, first. When I like something, and I mean really really like something, I can get a little...melodramatic. In fact, I was convinced on the ride home from work today that if I didn't become a crazy famous movie star and meet Jennifer Lawrence and every other person in that movie and be able to refer t...