and my sewing machine just broke. which means i have to hem it by hand. which i HATE. i can’t remember the last time i hemmed anything by hand. in my costuming class freshman year, part of our grade on our final was how well we hemmed out garment by hand. i hemmed mine on a machine anyway.
i feel like my sewing machine breaking at this very moment in time is somehow the ghost of sewing professors past telling me once again that “HAND HEMMING IS ALWAYS BEST.”
shut up, GoSPP.
this is a lyric from Ke$ha’s newest single, blah blah blah. now, before i say anything else, i will admit: i really love this song. and i really hate myself for loving it so much. but i can’t help it.
that being said, i have two problems with the aforementioned lyric.
1. anytime someone mentions a jukebox, i immediately think of the one featured in the happy days theme song. this in itself is not a problem, because i LOVE happy days. but it really makes me confused about the type of club in which ke$ha is spending her time. is this song a flashback to the fifties? is she at a sock hop? does ke$ha even own socks? she strikes me as the type of person who walks barefoot in walmart. i really can’t imagine her hanging out with the fonz and ralph malph, rocking around the clock tonight.
2. why would she possibly need more Jack? DIDN’T SHE BRUSH HER TEETH BEFORE SHE LEFT HOME???
i’m asking the tough questions here, people.
(via writeoneleaf)
my philosophy on running is always changing. for a long time, i had this theory that everyone has a certain amount of running they are allotted to do in their lifetime, and i firmly believed that the smartest thing to do was save my energy and only run if i was being chased by a bear or a murderer.
the bear trail is the running trail that surrounds the baylor campus. my junior year of college i was cast as the mother in bye bye birdie and my best friend patrick was cast as the lead, albert peterson (my character’s son!). we decided that we’d be damned if we wasted the biggest roles we had gotten so far by being fatties onstage, so we started running. at first i could only run a minute at a time, but eventually i was able to run the whole thing. an entire 2.25 miles. the day that i ran the entire beartrail twice without stopping is one of my proudest accomplishments.
i don’t run anymore. i wish i did. i don’t like running, but i like the way it makes me feel. i think part of the reason i don’t run anymore is because patrick lives in las vegas now, so i dont have anyone with whom to run. also, i can’t walk out the front door of my apartment onto the beartrail anymore. but i think the biggest reason is that i’m lazy.
i discovered an amazing tumblr called write one leaf that gives daily writing prompts. i always worry that things i write aren’t good enough, or smart enough, or funny enough, or enough enough. so i’m going to challenge myself to “write one leaf” every day without worrying about how it sounds or what people will think of me when they read it or what i will think about it when i re-read it. because i just want to write. and right now the only person holding me back is me.
and have definitely teared up not once, but twice. the first time was when princess mia rode in the genovia independence day parade and stopped at the children’s shelter to give all the little girls tiaras and let them walk in the parade with her and told them that everyone could be a princess if they just believed they were. the second time was when julie andrews sang “your crowning glory” at mia’s princess slumber party.
not gonna lie, i really love the princess diaries movies. but why are they making me cry??? what is the deal with my life?
i do believe i am a princess.
“ to have a best friend, you have to BE a best friend.
— joey gladstone. thanks for the very important lesson, full house.
about things that are important to me.
about losing weight (i should probably start losing weight before i can write about it).
about acting.
about what i want to do with my life (see: acting).
about things that make me happy.
about things that make me sad.
about things that make me curious.
about plans for my novel, raptor island.
about my faith.
about my family.
about blessings.
about everything.
“ uh oh, there’s a policeman over there! kristen says its because of the construction (drops her voice to a loud stage whisper) but i think its because there was a murrrrrderrrrrrr!!!
— a drunk dial from brittany. i miss her soooooo much.
i forgot about it till just now!! I LOVE YOU PUPPIES.
