Word Vomit

Because I’m sure you have nothing better to do, I decided to enrich you with my thoughts as of late. Basically, the following post is word vomit.

Random thought #1: WHY are we so obsessed with celebrities in this country?! They’re human beings that happen to entertain us and make a lot of money from it. Every. Single. Day. I check the news on Yahoo and there’s at LEAST five stories at any given time about “how big of a bill Lindsey Lohan racked up at a hotel” or “how Katie Holmes’ daughter learned to ride a bike” or even “what the Teen Mom star’s futures look like”. NO ONE CARES. And if you do, please pick up your priorities and put them in the right order.

Random Thought #2: The good always die young. When you think about it, most (important) figures in history who had the potential to alter this world into a better place left it way too early. John Lennon, Martin Luther King Jr., Bob Marley, John F. Kennedy, Oscar Wilde, etc. They were on the path to greatness. They had so many ideas and such incredible potential to change the course of history. Some of them succeded, but they could’ve gone on to achieve so much more.

Random thought #3: What is time? Does it really exist? If so, can it be defined? Everyone describes it differently. Some would say it is a measurement we follow to keep our lives in order. Some would say it is the rhythm of the universe. I say time is whatever you make it. Forget clocks, days, months, and years. Would we be able to live our lives without “time” or schedules? I can’t even begin to wrap my mind around this concept. The existence of time is beautiful and ugly, exciting and scary, slow and fast, heavy on our hearts and light in our minds, vast and empty, urgent and kind.

Random thought #4: When you call 911 for an emergency, why does the fire truck always come first?

Random thought #5: Being grateful shouldn’t have to be taught but most people just don’t get it. We are so enveloped in our own realities that we are so blind to what goes on around us. We all have issues we have to work through and I’m not saying that you shouldn’t take time to grieve through that but every single day? You’re still alive aren’t you? Every. Single. Day. Is a time to be thankful. I’m alive, I can see and think and feel and touch and taste and smell things, I can walk and talk and speak my mind, I have my health and the ability to accomplish anything in the world. Optimism is a choice and every morning we are given the opportunity to embrace it.

And now I will conclude my spewing of thoughts with random pictures that bring me joy.

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People that complete my heart and my world.Image

My lazy and adorable pups.

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Currently Lately

Currently I’ve been…

obsessing over these artists

sewing…a lot

discovering my new favorite café

drinking loads of orange juice/grapefuit juice

obsessing over my fur child…but that’s old news

starting my first semester at WSU (and LOVING it!)

loving the art work around this beautiful campus

annnnnd making faces.

A Cheap Peek

Everyone who is close to me knows just how obsessed I am with clothes and shoes. It’s an issue. BUT, I like to think it’s not because over half of my wardrobe is second hand. I’d rather buy from a thrift store or garage sale before I’d ever step foot in the mall because I’m THAT cheap.

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Dress: Goodwill, $4

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(Altered) Shirt:Value Center, $3

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Shirt & (Altered) Shorts: Goodwill, $4 each

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Shirt: Goodwill, $3

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Dress: Value Center, $4

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(Altered) Shorts: New Finds Thrift Store, $3. Shirt: Goodwill, $2

(From top to bottom) Shoes: Garage sale, $1. Sandals: Pacsun, $6. Striped shirt: Etsy.com, $12. Jean shorts: Plato’s closet, $10. Canvas embroidered dress: Antique store in Lawrence, $30. Patterned dress: Plato’s closet, $10. (Altered) Blue Dress: Value Center, $3.

If you haven’t thrifted before, try it! It’s exciting because you never (ever) know what to expect. AND, you won’t be broke when you’re done.

Happy Thriftin’! (:

Transcendental Transition

20 years old, junior in college, majoring in psychology, broke but happy.

At the moment, this is who I am. Two years ago I was enrolling at a local community college and I remember being so annoyed with it all. I hated the idea of going through more schooling, having homework, bearing more responsibilities, and juggling a job on top of it all. I realize now I was so angry because I was doing it for all the wrong reasons. I forced myself to go to school for everyone else but myself. I wanted to receive praise from the people that meant the most to me because then I would be “worthy enough”. I didn’t do it to better myself or my future, I didn’t do it to expand my knowledge, and I didn’t do it to meet new people.

Now, four days away from starting my first semester at a University, I am calm and accepting of these transitions. I honestly believe I’ll look back on all of these memories, good and bad, and realize that they were the happiest moments of my life. I don’t need approval, I don’t need to be “accepted” by everyone, and I don’t need praise to feel like I’m enough for anyone or anything.

I notice that every single semester I start out with a negative attitude (some of which you have probably witnessed) because I worry about finances, homework, class sizes, schedules, mean professors, completing tasks on time, and getting good grades. I’m a worrier and I always have been. I still have a LOT to work on as I make these transitions but I can say comfortably, without a doubt, I’m doing it for all the right reasons.

I’m broke but I’m happy
I’m poor but I’m kind
I’m short but I’m healthy
I’m high but I’m grounded
I’m sane but I’m overwhelmed

[…]

What it all comes down to
Is that everything’s gonna be fine fine fine
’cause I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five

[…]

I’m young and I’m underpaid
I’m tired but I’m working
I care but I’m restless
I’m here but I’m really gone

[…]

And what it all comes down to
Is that I haven’t got it all figured out just yet
’cause I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign

[…]

And what it all boils down to
Is that no one’s really got it figured out just yet
’cause I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano
And what it all comes down to my friends
Is that everything’s just fine fine fine

One of my favorite songs by one of my favorite artists.

In case of inclement weather

This weekend

I took another trip to Lawrence (aka Larry)

I found toys at gas stations in the middle of nowhere.



I visited my best friends and brother. 

I snapped photos of their collection of unusual things



I swooned over little miss Mary Stewart.



I found odd things and ugly christmas sweaters at a thrift store.

We stopped at the coolest little bookstore in town.

And I recieved the greatest gift from my friends. 

The past few days have been SO great. 
My friends are truly the best I've ever had. 
They accept me fully and completely and make me 
laugh until I can't breathe anymore. 
My brother is the best sibling in the world and makes me 
love being his little sister.

Until next time, Larry.

Currently Lately

 Lately I’ve been…

Sewing my heart out mending/fixing clothes of mine. My grandma is teaching me her magic and I’m falling in love with it.

Thrifting and managing to find THE coolest vintage sewing machines. Like this portable one.

An antique junky.

Finding portable record players in the miniature.

Laughing a lot.

Finding quirky things that I would totally own.

Playing with different camera lenses.

Adding more to my collections.

SELLING MY POLAROID

It’s taken me awhile to make this decision but I’ve finally chosen to sell my Polaroid One Step camera. I’ve only had it for a few months and although I love its nostalgia I simply don’t use it enough. It is in perfect working condition. All it requires is some film which can be purchased here. I originally purchased it off of Amazon.com for $80.00 (with film). It has a few scratches here and there but overall the condition is good. I’m asking $70 for it but I will definitely be willing to negotiate. I will also be listing it on Ebay, Amazon, and Craigslist so if you are at all interested, let me know!

Simplicity

“As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler; solitude will not be solitude, poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness weakness.” -Henry David Thoreau

“Simplicity is about subtracting the obvious and adding the meaningful.” -John Maeda

“Vivid simplicity is the articulation, the nature of genius. Wisdom is greater than intelligence; intelligence is greater than philosobabble.”-Criss Jami

*Long rant ahead, detour now to avoid collision*

The inner minimalist inside of me wishes I could live on the side of a mountain near a lake or river in a self-sustaining house with my own garden. Away from the world of complexity. I don’t forsee this actually happening but a girl can dream.

I am so bothered by the fact that we are surrounded by SO much techonology in this generation. Often times it’s too much. Yes, of course, we have surpassed more than what we could have ever imagined in this lifetime when it comes to technology. In many situations, technology is comepletely justified and necessary (i.e. medical field, automobile industry, food industry, etc.) but when it comes to entertainment it is purely that…entertainment. (I guess I should say here how much of a hypocrite I am when it comes to this. Yes, I do enjoy the occasional movie, being able to connect with others via facebook, and so on and so forth. BUT there is always room for improvement. There are always things I could and should be doing to rid myself of complexities).

We waste so much of our lives on things of absolutely no importance. How does one gain any wisdom or life experience whilst scrolling through a facebook news feed? How are we supposed to make memories when we hide behind a screen constantly?

It’s a morbid thought but we aren’t killing time, time is killing us. It is evident that someday we will all be gone and all we’ll leave behind is a few memories and a couple of phrases on our tombstones. Time is what you make of it. We are not infinite. We have been gifted this precious time that we call our life.

How are you living it?