Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Avenging is magic!

Applejack is Steve.

Rainbow Dash is either Thor or Tony. (I felt she could almost go either way, and look how well all these pictures go together!)

Fluttershy is Bruce. (Look at them! They're both soooo cute!!)  I might have a tiny crush on Mark Ruffulo.

And Celestia is totally Nick Fury. It's just obvious. Lots of secrets, having the mane six do all the fighting.

Finally, here's a picture of Tony in a shirt that I know we all wish we had, and a picture of the adorable Matt Smith hugging a purple unicorn pillow pet. <3 They all so adorbes.
Also, I'd like to remind everyone that Benedict Cumberbatch and Tom Hiddleston's friendship name is Cuddles. That is all. Carry on.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Oh hai thar

So, um, I've kind of been absent here, haven't I? Whoopsy... I may or may not have forgotten I have a blog.

Schools been out for over 2 weeks, and I've been working on my room and redecorating it, painting my nails, reading, going shopping, Tumblr-ing. Fun stuff. And I haven't really had many profound wisdom hitting, I need to share this with everyone type moments.

Though I will say, every now and then, I just get hit with all the stupid, insensitive things I've said and done. And it's like it just plays on repeat, over and over again. It could be hormones/PMS related + the lack of people to keep me sane. But it just all hits me. And it makes me wonder how I even have friends. Seriously, it does.  Now, I'm not good at thinking before I talk. Sometimes my words just come out. Especially when I'm tired, and I just want to say everything I think of. It's not pretty. I feel like I've gotten much, much better over the last couple years. Needless to say, I was a child without tact. An adorable child, I'm sure, but definitely one with out tact.

The thing is, I'm already insecure. And pretty sure I have OCD. My mum thinks so too. I can't let things go. I overthink to a fault, sometimes. I'm bad at letting feelings go. And I'm not surrounded by people right now who make it known that it's okay for me to hang out with them. Who let me know they like being around me. That they like me. My summer schedule is work, home, sleep, repeat, pretty much. I haven't really done anything with anyone. And my family has to like me. So right now, I'm semi-bi-polar. I just keep thinking about all my unthinking blunders, and then sometimes I manage to move on and be fine.

Maybe when I've stopped bleeding and cramping, I'll be closer to my usual norm. Maybe it is just hormones. But right now, while it's not over whelming, it's still there, and it's screwing with my insecurities like nothing else.

I might be driving out to visit a friend soon, though! Super excited about that.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Old school love and love letters

I miss the old school love. Even though I've yet to have a love at all, but I still miss it.

In fact, a couple weeks ago, I decided I want letters. Whenever I get a boyfriend, or whatever. The kind of letters you leave around campus where you know the other person will find them. Maybe it's because I love books, and it's the kind of thing that would happen in a book. Something that might happen to Anne Shirley. I want a Gilbert, who will love me, and write me letters. Is that too much to ask?

I don't know why this seems important to me. I do like (as previously mentioned) books. And I like writing stuff, using a pen and paper. And I prefer writing stuff down when trying to get my thoughts out. When I try to just say what I think, my thoughts get jumbled about when they hit my tongue. I also really like vintage esque stuff. Like old keys, tea sets, and pocket watches. Mostly stuff reminiscent of the Victorian era. It's just so lovely. Often it has gorgeous scrolling detail. And letters remind me of that. Hand written. Personal.

I just want someone I can write letters to. They don't have to be overly romantic letters. Or even letters with a distinctive purpose. Just a letter to me, where it'll make me smile. It could be a quick drawing. Anything. As long as I can reply, and make someone else smile.

Unrelated, I'm pretty much done with my freshman year of college. This past week has been super stressful, and I'm so glad it's almost over. I'm going to miss all the people here so much, though. They've become a huge part of my life. I know it just 3 months, but it seems like such a long time, especially after seeing all these people every day. A quarter of a year without all these amazing people. It's so weird and horrible thinking about it. I walk into my friend's rooms, and they have all these boxes, empty walls, barely any stuff. And I've already been super stressed, because of finals, that I might bawl tomorrow when they leave. It might happen.