Sometimes

Sometimes I fail.  At this current moment, I'm failing at my blog.  I mean the point is to provide you with something interesting, to provide you with something else to get away from the hustle and bustle of every day...but the hustle and bustle of my every day is catching up with me.  Especially this week.  But I'm not here to drag you down with me,  so considering my lack of inspiration due to my lack of ability to even figure out what work I have to do, I guess I'll just tell you the something else I did today to break away for just a minute.
I went to a book sale.
Maybe that makes me kind of a dork for actually being really excited about that, but I mean come on! Paperbacks for 50 cents, hard covers for $1, to quote Charlie Sheen, winning!!
And win I did.
Among the treasures I picked up was a book on contemporary philosophy published in 1954, an equally old book on dream interpretation, a single volume from a collection of short stories that almost fits in the palm of my hand, and a collection of Edgar Allan Poe's short stories. (picture to come at a more decent hour)
Who needs the Kindle when you can release that old book smell as you turn the thin pages of a well used book?

So if you are looking for something to take away from reading this, here it is:

read a book. 

Egg on my Face

Egg on my face.
I tell you to read my blog...and then I don't post for a day and a few hours. In my defense, I had a midterm portfolio for drawing due yesterday, an exam in Biopsychology, and a formal essay rough draft due Wednesday.  On top of that, it's tech week. This is my attempt to try and convey the emotion I am feeling from that.  If you haven't noticed already, I'm not particularly good at capturing emotions on camera.

(Also for the girls, gingham and paisley? Good or bad pattern mix?)

So please forgive my lack of posts and I promise to be back as soon as possible.  In the mean time enjoy this horrendous picture of a rainbow puking a rainbow.

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Hey you, check out my blog!

I'm just a baby blogger.
As you can see from the simple, discombobulated layout of my blog, I have a lot to learn.
Speaking of, can someone please teach me javascript? (or whatever the word is for computer language that can make my blog pretty)
The problem is, I'm shy.  I'm too scared to say to the world of people that I know, "hey! check out my blog sometime!" I guess I just have problems tooting my own horn so to speak.  So instead, I hope that some stranger will stumble upon it instead.  Of course, that rarely happens, so more often than not I find myself sitting at my computer moping about the fact that I only have 2 readers (not that I don't love both of you.)
Is it at all sad that I just want someone who I couldn't call up on the phone or walk up a flight of stairs to personally thank for reading my blog, to read my blog?
Maybe I'm not writing about the right thing...
Or maybe just not the right people are stumbling upon it....
So here's my proposal:
If you are out there reading this first of all please say hi! You can tweet at me @somethingselses (because apparently something else and 80 different versions of it are already taken), or you can comment right here on this blog.  If you're wondering what to comment, you can tell me something else you want me to write about, or something you want to hear or see more of (because sometimes my brain is tired from all this college stuff) or whatever your heart desires.  Or I'll make it even easier, just check the box that says more please right under each post.

please?

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(I figured I would pull out all the stops on this one so yeah, it's a sad puppy because my puppy dog face is just not as good. That is my best attempt at a visibly sad face, inspired by the copious amounts of biopsychology I should be studying now.  Just be glad I didn't put this commercial instead)

Lastly, if you like what you're reading, tell someone!  Because there's only so much I can say before I start sounding really vain...

This time for REAL lastly,

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Unicorn Farts 103

I have a friend named Dan. I'm not gonna brag but he's a pretty cool guy. So this Friday's unicorn fart goes out to him. And considering this is for him, I'm going to share with you something he likes. Of course I happen to like it too, otherwise I wouldn't be sharing it with you.

So this is Scroobius Pip. Enjoy

Q&A

Feeling particularly uninspired today, I went on stumble upon to try and find something to blog about.
This is what I found.
I guess some of them are pretty cheesy, but they really do get you thinking.  So I decided to pick one and maybe write a little bit about it.
I chose this one:
"What the world needs now is ___________"
For me, the answer is something else.
For me, that's also what this blog is about.
I don't want to get too philosophical because really, what can a 19 year old college student say about the state of the world?
So here's my spiel.
I think the world needs something other than songs about sex on the radio, I think the world needs something other than reality shows about cupcakes and housewives, I think the world needs something that is original, I think the world needs something to make it see people as something other than fitting a category, I think the world needs something other than chasing the highest paying career, I think the world needs something to look forward to, I think the world needs something that doesn't mean anything, and because of that can mean everything, I think the world needs to do something for the sake of doing it, I think the world needs something that makes it smile, I think the world needs something to save it, I think the world needs to learn to love something that isn't new an improved, I think the world needs to learn to love something that is old and used, I think the world needs something pure to believe in, I think the world needs something to trust, I think the world needs something other than puppies and babies to make them laugh, I think the world needs something new to see, I think the world needs something new to do, I think the world needs something to make it stop judging, I think the world needs something to make it all sink in, I think the world needs something other than prescriptions to solve its problems, I think the world needs to just listen to something, and not talk back, I think the world needs to stop needing something (ironic), I think the world needs something to inspire it, I think the world needs something original.
I think I need to stop my spiel now.

The Story of the Handstand

that So it's leap day. Up until this year, I didn't really think that much of it.  But with all this media frenzy (meaning the leap day episodes of 30 Rock and Modern Family) I have realized that leap day is kind of a big deal.  It's an entire extra day of your life that you only get every 4 years!
And I've been wasting it.
Case in point, today I did exactly what I do every Wednesday:
1. Class
2. Lunch
3. Class
4. Gym
5. Class
6. Dinner
7. Attempted to watch Jeopardy...(long story short, my TV insisted that ABC had to be both channels 8 and 13 therefore not allowing me to watch)
8. Facebook, Pinterest, Email, more Pinterest...aka procrastinated
And now here I am, still not doing my homework, and sill following the same old boring routine.
Considering it's 11:30 I didn't have much time though to do a special leap day activity.  So I decided to try and do a handstand.
It's nothing crazy, but it's not something I do every day.  Frankly, it's not something I've ever done (except maybe underwater, but that doesn't count.)
So this is the story of the handstand:
It started out slow.  First I tried to do that yoga pose I have a hard time with every week that is more of a half handstand which looks a little bit like this:
Of course this is a poor picture, and a poor example of the pose but you get the idea.
After doing that a few times, mainly to get this picture, I decided to move up to the big leagues.
Hand-stand-land.
After giving myself a mini pep talk I put my hands on the ground, kicked my legs over and...
back down they came.
So I tried again, and again, and again, and again until i fell, narrowly missing my head ending up in a weird, contorted, heap on the floor, and then I tried again until the clock struck midnight, and leap day was over.  I was determined to do it, and with the 2 minutes left I tried my hardest to kick my legs over.  Unfortunately gravity won this battle.
I never did touch that door with my feet, but I got over that fear of taking that first step.  I embraced the total loss of control just for that second when my feet were in limbo, and for me, that was a leap (sorry, the holidays bring out the sentimental cheesy side in me.)
I guess there's always next time.  Although, now that I've taken this leap (I can't stop!), maybe I shouldn't wait 4 more years to try again.
Who knows.

The Ins and Outs

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