Whilst writing an article a while ago about the weird things I thought as a child, I realized I have some really weird adult thoughts as well. I spent a great deal of time in boring lectures (thank God that ish is over!) wandering through the depths of my weird imagination train. I often wonder about strange things or develop really odd concepts of realities. I even have some odd habits that I don't fully accept as normal behavior. And like Julia-fashion, I expel all these private thoughts onto the public internet!
1. Sneezing is like nose farts and blowing your nose is like nose puking. It's also a form of pain relief.
2. I will sometimes jog places simply because I get fed up with how DAMN slow walkng is. People in college don't judge you for doing this. They let you live your life- it's great.
3. I was once told that every seven years all cells in your body will have regenerated, so you're actually a different person in a way, yet tattoos defy this logic. Therefore, Illuminati confirmed.
4. When I was younger, my sister told me that the contrails that airplanes leave in the sky are actually asteroids heading towards Earth. I flipped out, of course, and she assured me that she was only joking, but I continue to be wary of them. I will stare at them for a while to make sure it's not an asteroid (I don't really know what I would do if they really turned out to be an asteroid).
5. When I wake up early in the morning, I am briefly, severely dyslexic. I will try to read texts and they look like jibberish for like five whole minutes. My snooze button looks like "szoollne" to me.
6. I don't believe in calories. I think they're a myth created by food companies so they could start selling lower calorie versions of their foods.
7. I know that my cat fully understands English and we have full-on conversations.
8. I still don't fully comprehend that celebrities have normal moments in their lives. Jennifer Lawrence is somewhere doing normal things like laundry and eating at Wendy's.
9. If it's Wednesday and I'm up past midnight, I won't consider that to be Thursday until I wake up in the morning. Even if I'm up until 3 am. (That applies to all days, not just Wednesday).\
10. I get mad when people throw/kick/move rocks because I think that rocks have their own destiny that they have to live. That rock that made its way to the riverbed wants to stay there. I feel guilty when I skip rocks because of this.
It's good to free your thoughts into the world.
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Monday, September 4, 2017
Saturday, July 1, 2017
Let's Talk About Birth Control
I believe, in my days of writing for my blog, I've never tackled such a taboo topic. Here's why I'm doing it:
a) Birth control for many people is necessary. Whether you're taking it to prevent pregnancy, aid acne, or treat ovarian cysts, it is a part of many women's lives.
b)Talking about birth control is important and it needs to happen more often.
I am no expert. I am no doctor, but I like to think I've got some advice that you'd want to get from a big sister about birth control. So, internet, although no one asked me, I'm going to talk about it anyways.
I have only ever used two methods of birth control; the pill and the IUD. I suppose there are about a hundred blog posts about the pill so let's talk IUD (intrauterine device). If it sounds scary to you, it's because it kind of is. Most IUDs are T-shaped pieces of plastic-like material that releases hormones and can last years without you having to do anything. That part doesn't sound so bad; a birth control method that you can have and essentially forget about? (Sounds breezy, but that's not quite all...)
IUDs are not zero-maintenance. If you choose this method, you have to do some preparing. Here are the questions I suggest you ask yourself before choosing an IUD.
1) Does my insurance cover the device? It's a costly little thing so call your insurance company and see what they cover. Also consider the appointment costs for the placement procedure.
2) Can I handle the pain? It hurts getting an IUD placed. It's not the worst pain I've ever felt but it is certainly not a cake walk. I've tried to think of a polite way to say this but there isn't. It feels like getting stabbed in your baby maker (but only for a second).
3) Will I feel okay with this device in my body? It can freak some people out to know that there's a foreign object in their uterus, a place that's meant to hold only natural things. If you know you won't care, more power to you!
4) Do I know the risks? They're real. They happen. Please read the pamphlet your doctor gives you front to back.
5) Am I comfortable with my body? If you refuse to use o.b. tampons (ones without a plastic/cardboard insert) because you're uncomfortable with your anatomy, either this isn't for you or you'll have to choose to get comfortable. Every month you have to check your cervix to assure your IUD is in place. It is very important (giving you a stern look right now). It's the only way you can be sure it's still where it needs to be.
6) Who will take me to my appointment to get my IUD? While you won't be under anesthesia for this procedure, you will be in some pain and will want to lay low afterwards. I'm truly glad I had a ride home (I almost vomited. It's cool, totally normal).
We are all really lucky to have so many options for birth control in our lifetime. It's absolutely normal to try a few options out until you land on what works for you. It could take a day, it could take a decade. But what matters is that we take care of ourselves.
Disclaimer: I am not a doctor. Please consult with yours before making your choice. I'm just here to give some honest anecdotes that may or may not help you relate a little bit to the ever-frustrating experience that is womanhood.
a) Birth control for many people is necessary. Whether you're taking it to prevent pregnancy, aid acne, or treat ovarian cysts, it is a part of many women's lives.
b)Talking about birth control is important and it needs to happen more often.
I am no expert. I am no doctor, but I like to think I've got some advice that you'd want to get from a big sister about birth control. So, internet, although no one asked me, I'm going to talk about it anyways.
I have only ever used two methods of birth control; the pill and the IUD. I suppose there are about a hundred blog posts about the pill so let's talk IUD (intrauterine device). If it sounds scary to you, it's because it kind of is. Most IUDs are T-shaped pieces of plastic-like material that releases hormones and can last years without you having to do anything. That part doesn't sound so bad; a birth control method that you can have and essentially forget about? (Sounds breezy, but that's not quite all...)
IUDs are not zero-maintenance. If you choose this method, you have to do some preparing. Here are the questions I suggest you ask yourself before choosing an IUD.
1) Does my insurance cover the device? It's a costly little thing so call your insurance company and see what they cover. Also consider the appointment costs for the placement procedure.
2) Can I handle the pain? It hurts getting an IUD placed. It's not the worst pain I've ever felt but it is certainly not a cake walk. I've tried to think of a polite way to say this but there isn't. It feels like getting stabbed in your baby maker (but only for a second).
3) Will I feel okay with this device in my body? It can freak some people out to know that there's a foreign object in their uterus, a place that's meant to hold only natural things. If you know you won't care, more power to you!
4) Do I know the risks? They're real. They happen. Please read the pamphlet your doctor gives you front to back.
5) Am I comfortable with my body? If you refuse to use o.b. tampons (ones without a plastic/cardboard insert) because you're uncomfortable with your anatomy, either this isn't for you or you'll have to choose to get comfortable. Every month you have to check your cervix to assure your IUD is in place. It is very important (giving you a stern look right now). It's the only way you can be sure it's still where it needs to be.
6) Who will take me to my appointment to get my IUD? While you won't be under anesthesia for this procedure, you will be in some pain and will want to lay low afterwards. I'm truly glad I had a ride home (I almost vomited. It's cool, totally normal).
We are all really lucky to have so many options for birth control in our lifetime. It's absolutely normal to try a few options out until you land on what works for you. It could take a day, it could take a decade. But what matters is that we take care of ourselves.
Disclaimer: I am not a doctor. Please consult with yours before making your choice. I'm just here to give some honest anecdotes that may or may not help you relate a little bit to the ever-frustrating experience that is womanhood.
Thursday, June 22, 2017
I'd Like to Thank...
Having just finished my last class of my undergraduate college career, there are several things I'd like to thank. Not people, but things. Here they are:
I'd like to thank...
I'd like to thank...
- My phone for allowing me to text people in a frantic tizzy for four years straight without judging me.
- Spark Notes for letting me pass certain classes without having to buy a book.
- Riesling for being so very delicious.
- The Financial Aid Office for ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. Seriously, they're the worst.
- The Hunger Games trilogy for giving me the inspiration I needed for the cornucopia that is Registration Day.
- All the many planner journals that I swore I would stick by (but I still waited until 24 hours before the due date to start).
- My most useful tool, confidence, that was my saving grace when I had to give a presentation to my class about a Shakespeare play I never read.
- Slow college WiFi for making every class presentation the most uncomfortably awkward experience.
- Advil.
- The "block" button on all forms of social media.
- The umbrella that sat in my car on days where I was certain it wasn't going to rain that hard but I looked outside to see waterfalls falling from the sky.
- Synchronized Swimming because it makes me happy.
- My car radio for providing a backtrack to my daily concerts to and from classes.
- Etsy for satisfying my impulsive purchase needs.
- Paper, for printing my degree ;)
It feels weird to be done.
Sunday, October 9, 2016
Thoughts About Young Love
Well hello there, internet land. It's been a while since I've sat down with my computer and opened up my brain for those who take the time out of their lives to read this (to my own surprise, there are people who actually want me to do this).
Now that I am out of high school and am making my way out of college, I feel pretty confident that I know how it is to have young love. I am extremely aware that the way people experience love, or anything really, is different for everyone. Yet I am going to voice my thoughts, heartfelt opinions, and advice regardless.
WARNING: THIS IS A NYQUIL FUELED RANT.
I'm going to start with everyone's favorite part about love; the falling. This, for us youngin's, is when everything else in the world literally stops mattering. You've got a test in the morning for Chemistry? Who cares. He just texted you two smiley faces and now you're going to stay up all night thinking about it. This is the part of the relationship where that annoying thing he does doesn't really bother you... yet. My grown-up (ish) advice about being in this stage is as follows:
1. Pay attention to his behavior. You might think that you can ignore the fact that he corrects you any grammar mistakes you make, or when he gets grumpy if another boy texts you. You might think maybe he will grow out of these habits that annoy you. I assure you that is 95% not going to happen. What you see is what you get in a person and living with their flaws is essential. If you can't handle them one month in, it's going to drive you insane in a year.
2. Watch for warning signs. In my life, there has been one boy who I knew in the deepest part of my core was all bad news. If I had listened to my instincts and decided against dating this boy, my life would be drastically different. That is a cold, hard fact (disclaimer: I'm totally chill with how my life has turned out so far, I simply think this person is a genuinely horrible person). The point being is when he asked me to be his girlfriend, there was a tiny voice in the back of my head screaming, "Dear, God don't do it". That's your conscience, ladies and gents. It's always right.
I'm going to move on to the stage right after the honeymoon phase. This is when sh*t starts to get real. This is the part of dating someone monogamously that can suck if you're both still kids (aka my parents were right when they told me I shouldn't date until I was 21). I am going to speak very freely of a person I was with not in hopes to offend them but for an educational purpose.
I was essentially in an abusive relationship for a little while. Not physically or emotionally, really, but psychologically. No specific details but I felt like I couldn't leave them. It felt immoral to do so. This person, over the course of some time, convinced me that my best friend of over a decade wasn't someone I should be associated with. I made some really poor life decisions to satisfy this person's wants. It took me a long time to come to my senses and realize I needed to take care of myself and cut ties.
If you ever feel like someone has control over your life in any way, get the hell away from that person. A good relationship will never make you feel like that. It is always a choice and never an obligation to please someone else and if you feel like it's the foundation of that person's feelings towards you, then that is not the person you're supposed to be with. To be perfectly honest, after walking away from that toxicity in my life I became a better person.
Relationships are never supposed to define you as a person. That's something I didn't understand until recently. People had said it to me but never in terms that I related to. Love is not about finding yourself within another person. It's about enriching your life because they're in it. A very special person in my life made me realize that.
For those who read this that are young and confused about love or romance, take solace in knowing that you are an incredible person who needs to grow as an individual. It's totally unrealistic to tell young adults not to date until they're fully formed people. I think you should date. Just be wary and put yourself first. It is not selfish to break someone else's heart for the sake of protecting your own. That is my biggest piece of love advice.
Now that I am out of high school and am making my way out of college, I feel pretty confident that I know how it is to have young love. I am extremely aware that the way people experience love, or anything really, is different for everyone. Yet I am going to voice my thoughts, heartfelt opinions, and advice regardless.
WARNING: THIS IS A NYQUIL FUELED RANT.
I'm going to start with everyone's favorite part about love; the falling. This, for us youngin's, is when everything else in the world literally stops mattering. You've got a test in the morning for Chemistry? Who cares. He just texted you two smiley faces and now you're going to stay up all night thinking about it. This is the part of the relationship where that annoying thing he does doesn't really bother you... yet. My grown-up (ish) advice about being in this stage is as follows:
1. Pay attention to his behavior. You might think that you can ignore the fact that he corrects you any grammar mistakes you make, or when he gets grumpy if another boy texts you. You might think maybe he will grow out of these habits that annoy you. I assure you that is 95% not going to happen. What you see is what you get in a person and living with their flaws is essential. If you can't handle them one month in, it's going to drive you insane in a year.
2. Watch for warning signs. In my life, there has been one boy who I knew in the deepest part of my core was all bad news. If I had listened to my instincts and decided against dating this boy, my life would be drastically different. That is a cold, hard fact (disclaimer: I'm totally chill with how my life has turned out so far, I simply think this person is a genuinely horrible person). The point being is when he asked me to be his girlfriend, there was a tiny voice in the back of my head screaming, "Dear, God don't do it". That's your conscience, ladies and gents. It's always right.
I'm going to move on to the stage right after the honeymoon phase. This is when sh*t starts to get real. This is the part of dating someone monogamously that can suck if you're both still kids (aka my parents were right when they told me I shouldn't date until I was 21). I am going to speak very freely of a person I was with not in hopes to offend them but for an educational purpose.
I was essentially in an abusive relationship for a little while. Not physically or emotionally, really, but psychologically. No specific details but I felt like I couldn't leave them. It felt immoral to do so. This person, over the course of some time, convinced me that my best friend of over a decade wasn't someone I should be associated with. I made some really poor life decisions to satisfy this person's wants. It took me a long time to come to my senses and realize I needed to take care of myself and cut ties.
If you ever feel like someone has control over your life in any way, get the hell away from that person. A good relationship will never make you feel like that. It is always a choice and never an obligation to please someone else and if you feel like it's the foundation of that person's feelings towards you, then that is not the person you're supposed to be with. To be perfectly honest, after walking away from that toxicity in my life I became a better person.
Relationships are never supposed to define you as a person. That's something I didn't understand until recently. People had said it to me but never in terms that I related to. Love is not about finding yourself within another person. It's about enriching your life because they're in it. A very special person in my life made me realize that.
For those who read this that are young and confused about love or romance, take solace in knowing that you are an incredible person who needs to grow as an individual. It's totally unrealistic to tell young adults not to date until they're fully formed people. I think you should date. Just be wary and put yourself first. It is not selfish to break someone else's heart for the sake of protecting your own. That is my biggest piece of love advice.
Friday, February 26, 2016
Real Talk | Flaws and Imperfections
When I was thirteen years old, I was under the impression that the girls I saw on Disney Channel were all the pinnacle of beauty. They always had perfect hair, glowing skin, and teeny waists. I, like so any other little girls, wanted so desparately to look like them. I bought clothes that they wore, I would try to talk like them, and I wondered why I never really looked as pretty as them. I had no idea they sat in hair and makeup for hours when they posed for magazines. I thought that their hair just grew better than mine and that they never got pimples. I was crushed when I started to get red, angry looking zits because to me that meant I was ugly. I hated looking at myself and not seeing a flat, thin stomach. I was convinced that weighing anything over 115 was overweight because the internet cites never listed any of those girls heavier than 110 lbs.
At the time I was extremely active in swimming. I was healthy and thriving as any normal human being should be, but still I would go home and do sit ups praying that the little bit of cushion over my middrift would disappear. When I got a pimple, I would walk around trying to keep something infront of it so no one would notice it.
It took me a long time and a lot of soul searching to realize that if I lost that tiny bit of belly fat, I wouldn't menstruate like normal and that literally everyone gets pimples. Then I found out that those girls on Disney Channel were all miserable and some anorexic. I started seeing women like America Ferrara talk about curves and loving your whole body for what it is and somehow along the lines, I really began to believe I was beautiful the way I was.
Are there still days when I step on a scale and wince at 138 lbs flashing at me? Yes, of course. It is a healing processes that I don't think enough girls get a chance to do and unfortunately I don't think that the biggest perpatrators are done. Just recently I had a Disney TV show on and I found myself looking at the girls and feeling those same insecure and self conscious feelings about my body. The shows still make the larger girl characters weird and awkward with unflattering personalities. And it's sad that they still haven't gotten the message. It's sad that there is so much emphasis put on looking good.
You rarely hear people ask you how you feel about how you look. I wish that every person had the opportunity to say they love how it feels to look in the mirror and see themselves. Their unadulterated face and their well respected bodies that look the way that they do and that it's okay that it is different than that girl from Seventeen Magazine. There is something to be said about those lazy days on the couch wearing sweatpants, with a face full of acne and a frizzy ball of hair. If on those days, you can look yourself in the front-facing camera of your iphone and feel good, you're doing something right.
Tuesday, February 9, 2016
We Should All Be Like Joey Tribbiani
If you're unfamiliar with the most spectacular television show, Friends, then you're most likely not a friend of mine (haha, get it?). Whilst debating which character I like the best, I realized how awesome Joey is and I feel that it is essential to honor all the reasons why we all should strive to be more like Joey Tribbiani. Here they are:
Joey does not sweat a damn thing. He is the least stressed and the most unapologetic. Remember the time he ate his date's cake? Inspired.
He uses his wishbone wish for Chandler to get an advertising job instead of winning the lottery. Who else would be that selfless?
He has the best facial expressions. THOSE EYES!
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He'll eat just about anything. Ex: eating cheesecake off the hallway floor, eating the entire contents of his fridge because it broke, and ordering the "Joey special" (two large pizzas).
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He officiates both of the (legit) weddings his friends have and adds his perfect Joey charisma.
He kept Chandler and Monica's secret from all of his friends and took some major heat to cover up their tracks.
When he develops an all consuming love for Rachel, he doesn't go after her out of respect for Ross.
He is a great brother. He has seven sisters that he loves and takes care of in a good, Italian, protective way.
Last but not least, he has one of the most memorable one-liners in the history of television.
Here's to you, Joe. You're a true gem.
Thank you Matt Le Blanc for your talents.
Friday, January 29, 2016
Weird Things I Thought as a Kid
As a young child, and even my twenty-year-old self, I have
come up with these strange ideas, thoughts, and theories that I hope by sharing
with the internet world will make your day a little brighter. Feel free to
laugh at my ignorance and odd brain wave
I thought that getting a broken bone was like the coolest thing you could do in elementary school. All my friends at one point broke a finger, leg, or arm and I was so jealous because despite my falls and stumbles, I never managed to actually break anything. Any time I would remotely hurt myself, I would demand to go get X-rays, and then be moderately disappointed that I wouldn’t be picking out a color for a cast.
I thought that getting a broken bone was like the coolest thing you could do in elementary school. All my friends at one point broke a finger, leg, or arm and I was so jealous because despite my falls and stumbles, I never managed to actually break anything. Any time I would remotely hurt myself, I would demand to go get X-rays, and then be moderately disappointed that I wouldn’t be picking out a color for a cast.
When I was watching Titanic for the first time and the ship had done its sinking, I thought the floating bodies in the ocean were actors who agreed to be killed for the film’s authenticity. I was horrified that someone would be so dedicated to their craft to die to be an extra. That kind of messed me up for all other movies with characters that died, because no one really explained that they were pretending to be dead and if you looked closely, you’d see them breathing (Emmy Rossum in Mystic River is a good example of that).
It was only until like last week that I unveiled the mystery
of ceilings. I have been baffled by ceilings my whole life and I was always
kind of unwilling to ask people how they were actually built. Finally I
confessed to my mother that ceilings freaked me out and I felt like they defied
gravity. I was pretty sure the only way a ceiling stayed up was witchcraft, or
like you placed a giant piece of ceiling over a house and just trimmed the
edges until it fit the house. My mom then explained to me that I was a loon and
then told me how they were actually made.
Being a grown up who drives herself around, I realize that as a kid I had zero concept of distance. I used to think that the church parking lot that I rode my bike around was in a foreign town and was so far away from my house. It's around the corner. I also thought that I could drive to California just as easily as I could get to school.
I'm pretty sure that everyone at one point thought something similar to this, but I had no idea that my parents were kids at one time. I thought they had always been older, waiting for me to be born. I probably also thought that I was going to stay little all the time.
The very first Easter that I had my kitten, I was scared that the Easter bunny was going to steal her in the middle of the night because he didn't like cats.
I was told by my mom that when I was sixteen years old I would get powers and I totally believed her. I went to school and told all of my friends that I was going to be a witch when I was older and they thought I was crazy and told my teacher that I was scaring them. My teacher had to sit me down and explain that I wasn't a witch and I needed to stop telling my friends that I would curse them if they didn't stop making fun of me.
Unfortunately, I never did turn into a witch, I now know how to build a ceiling, and I still have never worn a cast. Here's to going twenty years thinking ceilings were magic.
Being a grown up who drives herself around, I realize that as a kid I had zero concept of distance. I used to think that the church parking lot that I rode my bike around was in a foreign town and was so far away from my house. It's around the corner. I also thought that I could drive to California just as easily as I could get to school.
I'm pretty sure that everyone at one point thought something similar to this, but I had no idea that my parents were kids at one time. I thought they had always been older, waiting for me to be born. I probably also thought that I was going to stay little all the time.
The very first Easter that I had my kitten, I was scared that the Easter bunny was going to steal her in the middle of the night because he didn't like cats.
I was told by my mom that when I was sixteen years old I would get powers and I totally believed her. I went to school and told all of my friends that I was going to be a witch when I was older and they thought I was crazy and told my teacher that I was scaring them. My teacher had to sit me down and explain that I wasn't a witch and I needed to stop telling my friends that I would curse them if they didn't stop making fun of me.
Unfortunately, I never did turn into a witch, I now know how to build a ceiling, and I still have never worn a cast. Here's to going twenty years thinking ceilings were magic.
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