2008-2009. Year of the Roller Coaster.

As we embrace another season of summer, you also begin to realize that the year is coming to an end. What have you done this year? Have you met all the goals and expectations you had coming into it?
For me, this year was a roller coaster ride. Roller coaster. Those two words seem to pop up in all my writing these days, but it always seems to fit. I mean, think about it. There's always a balance. There's never going to be an endless period of bad time, but on the other hand, it's not going to be forever happiness. There's never an up without a down, a down without an up. It's like Newton's theory of gravity (that was Newton right?) only applied to life. Though this year has definitely been one of the toughest in my life, I also must say that it's been one of the greatest and fantastic. Because, yes, I have had so many depressing things happen, but I've handled them. I've experienced more this year then I have in an entire lifetime. And really, what more can you ask for? It's unrealistic to always be wishing and hoping for endless bliss. Didn't humanity as a whole pretty much shoot down the idea of a Utopia? As much as everyone always wishes for it, you're just making your life harder than it has to be. By realizing that you are having a great time, you are happy. You know that it's not always gonna last, but the point is, the down time won't last either.
So I say, figure out who you love and you can rely on and surround yourself with them. They will be the people to share your laughter. To experience with you your most horrific moments. They will talk to you till 1:00 in the morning until you are both too exhausted to utter another syllable, and understand when you don't feel like talking at all. They'll make you happy when you least expect it. But you've gotta realize it when it's happening. Because part of those friends being there for you is realizing that they're there. And knowing that you can and will be there for them even when you can't even think of the right words to say to make them happy. Because sometimes, sometimes a smile or a hug or a random word or an awkward action is all it takes.


This year I:

• celebrated my brother's 7th birthday(isn't that a holy number?)...then lost my grandma the next day
• almost went out on my first date with a cute boy...which then ended 5 minutes before my birthday
• died my hair (well a strip of it) for the first time...then chopped it off for bald people
• grew really close to my youth minister...then found out he's moving to Arizona
• got my braces off....then got two cavities (I hadn't had cavities in over 3 years dangit!)
• got better grades then my brother for the first time in my LIFE
• finally got confirmed and loved it....then got my first stitches on the very same night thanks to what i like to call "The Death Brownies"...and then made them again the very next day
• realized that one of my biggest problems is that i am an EXTREMELY jealous person...but had an epiphany just the other day that, actually, that I am a really cool person, a good friend, reliable, trustworthy, I know when to laugh and when to be serious, and even if the rest of the world doesn't realize it, that's O.K. with me because I know it.
• I realized who my friends are. They are my security blanket. Because even if I don't know who I am, who I am is good enough for them. And let me tell you, they are better than good enough for me. You have all touched me in ways that you don't even know. Even those of you who I rarely talk to, sometime's your jokes and kind words are all that keeps me going through the day, through the month, through the year.

Come to decide that the things that I tried
Were in my life just to get high on
When I sit alone come get a little known
But I need more than myself this time

Step from the road to the sea to the sky
And I do believe it, we rely on
When I lay it on come get to play it on
All my life to sacrifice

~Anthony Kiedis

It's Clobberin Time!

Crunch Crunch Crunch
it's time for finals and NOBODY i know is in the mood for studying
wish all the students you know good luck
'cause we're gonna need it.

How To Make Yourself WANT to Clean the House

trust me, it's not as impossible as it sounds.

step 1. get up when you want to get up-not your alarm or your parents or whatever.
step 2. make yourself a really yummy breakfast. I'm talking pancakes, omelets, or cinnamon rolls, fruits, and juice or milk.
step 3. take a shower and make yourself feel fresh. wash your hair shave your legs, (or chin i guess if you're a guy) and sing on the top of your lungs.
step 4. when you get out, look around. and if you're like me, your thinking, "wow, now i feel nice, but my house, yeah, that's gotta get fixed" you're gonna want your house to feel as fresh as you are.
step 5. oh, i forgot, make sure there's no one else in your house but you. no friend no family no nothing. Get your iPod or computer and put your music on shuffle, taking a minute to sing and dance around
step 6. get started. try to finish before everyoone gets home. See if they notice anything. if they
do, sweet. If not, that's cool too. It'll just be your little secret; if no one knows, you'll
never be expected to do it again:)

whoever invented peanut butter is officially a genius.

Link

I FINALLY MADE IT SO THAT THE PEOPLE WHO I'M FOLLOWING CAN CLICK ON MY PICTURE AND SEE MY LINK!!!


YES!

I am SO proud of myself:) I've been trying to do that for like 2 weeks now. haha

Everyone Who's Not Deaf MUST Listen To This...and Pass It On

Slaphappy Meanderings

So yesterday I had a total bonding moment with my cat. Yes, you read that right, I did say my cat. His name is Kitty Kitty, (my sister named him when she was three because she thought it rhymed, but that's another story).
So the night leading into that day, I had gone to bed at 3:45 a.m writing that paper i've previously mentioned, and therefore had only two and a half hours of sleep (sadly, this isn't unusual for me). But that day, lack of sleep coupled with the fact that I've been really depressed lately, and my parents misunderstand the reason to be my essay, I was extremely tired.
I got home wanting nothing more than just to crawl into my bed and sleep for hours and hours. But I had a not unwelcome guest plopped right in the middle of my bed. You guessed it, Kitty Kitty. My cat is getting old -fifteen year old- and spends a vast majority on my bed nowadays.
To get him to move, I laid down and covered him in blankets. I popped my head through under the covers and spent a minute just staring at him and making funny faces, and finally started to pet him.
I felt really proud of myself for making my cat happy until I started realizing that I was falling asleep and patting him really hard. But he was still purring so i figured he was still alive so all's good.
Anyways, while this was all happening, my mom was on the phone and all the sudden she laughed, and i started to think about how actually really weird laughing is. I mean think about all the different laughs you've heard. When did laughing start? Who realized how satisfying it is to show amusement through making this strange sort of chuckling, bubbly noise that sounds unlike any other noise that we make?
I mean, why don't we purr like cats? What if, when we found something funny, we showed it by purring like a cat? Like, whoa that was funny *purr*. This is awkward *purr*
You know, I bet it all has to do with what you grow up around. Sure, babies laugh, but is that because they've seen their parents laugh when they're happy? What if you only purred around your kids. Would they grow up purring instead of laughing? Something to think about.
And please keep in mind that I was falling asleep when I thought of this and resolved to write a blog about it.
But, admit it. You know you're thinking about it too now: a world full of purring instead of laughing.
Love,
Lili
p.s. yes, i did just write a blog about my cat and purring. I take pride in not being normal.