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–noun
1. a statement or proposition that seems self-contradictory or absurd but in reality expresses a possible truth.
2. a self-contradictory and false proposition.
3. any person, thing, or situation exhibiting an apparently contradictory nature.
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
You Just Haven't Figured It Out Yet
So, a friend of mine on facebook has been sharing fun facts about himself the last couple days. I don't know if anyone even sees this in passing, but I felt the need to toss a few of mine up on the internets.
1. My absolute favorite movie, EVER, is Disney's Beauty and the Beast
2. I've always dreamed of living in another era
3. I can think myself into an unconscious void
4. Four is my favorite number
5. I have never claimed a religion
6. That being said, many people have told me my beliefs follow several ideals of eastern religions such as Buddhism, Taoism, and Hare Krsna. (yes, I know the accents and spelling of that is wrong, but I'm tired.)
7. The most important person in my life is my mom.
8. I still have most of my barbies, and I always wander down that pink aisle at the store.
9. I have a tendency to speak to myself in 'lolspeak'
10. I have an affinity for lesser used letters (Q, Z, X, K, J, B)
11. Love frightens me
12. I am a suicide attempt survivor
13. Bob Ross influences my artwork significantly.
14. I have a nervous tic where I pick at anything and everything(nails, ears, nose, scalp, scabs, paint, fabric embellishments)
15. I am quite a loner, and enjoy my solitude
16. My earliest memory is of meeting my grandfather in January of 1991 (when I was 5 months old)
17. I aspire to write a book in my life
18. I do not like myself at all from the neck down
19. When I have story ideas in my mind, I record it in a combination of drawing and acting out dialogues by myself
20. I fall into accents easily, and am very believable
1. My absolute favorite movie, EVER, is Disney's Beauty and the Beast
2. I've always dreamed of living in another era
3. I can think myself into an unconscious void
4. Four is my favorite number
5. I have never claimed a religion
6. That being said, many people have told me my beliefs follow several ideals of eastern religions such as Buddhism, Taoism, and Hare Krsna. (yes, I know the accents and spelling of that is wrong, but I'm tired.)
7. The most important person in my life is my mom.
8. I still have most of my barbies, and I always wander down that pink aisle at the store.
9. I have a tendency to speak to myself in 'lolspeak'
10. I have an affinity for lesser used letters (Q, Z, X, K, J, B)
11. Love frightens me
12. I am a suicide attempt survivor
13. Bob Ross influences my artwork significantly.
14. I have a nervous tic where I pick at anything and everything(nails, ears, nose, scalp, scabs, paint, fabric embellishments)
15. I am quite a loner, and enjoy my solitude
16. My earliest memory is of meeting my grandfather in January of 1991 (when I was 5 months old)
17. I aspire to write a book in my life
18. I do not like myself at all from the neck down
19. When I have story ideas in my mind, I record it in a combination of drawing and acting out dialogues by myself
20. I fall into accents easily, and am very believable
Friday, August 24, 2012
In All My Dreams I Drown
Well, it's been quite a while.
Not only for this blog, but for my physical pen-to-paper journal. Looking at it, the last entry is dated April 29, 2012. It's now nearly four months later.
Bad Sarah.
I hope to get back into this blog or resume writing in my journal, even if some of the entries are negative or rant-like. Because really, weren't blogs and journals initially created to record feelings and thoughts of the day? I'm not sure, that's how I've always viewed them. My first journal entry was in a Harry Potter hardbound journal in April of 2001. With the exception of my senior year of high school (where I DID write at least once a week), I have faithfully jotted down at least something for each day. I contribute it to my exceptional memory. The fact that I have fallen off the bandwagon may have something to do with why I feel like my brain is turning to mush.
Look at that, I've written more in the last ten minutes than I have in probably the last ten weeks. The majority of my writing comes in the form of filling in crosswords, and my typing from searching Sims 3 Mods or entering cheat codes.
I'll see you soon.
Not only for this blog, but for my physical pen-to-paper journal. Looking at it, the last entry is dated April 29, 2012. It's now nearly four months later.
Bad Sarah.
I hope to get back into this blog or resume writing in my journal, even if some of the entries are negative or rant-like. Because really, weren't blogs and journals initially created to record feelings and thoughts of the day? I'm not sure, that's how I've always viewed them. My first journal entry was in a Harry Potter hardbound journal in April of 2001. With the exception of my senior year of high school (where I DID write at least once a week), I have faithfully jotted down at least something for each day. I contribute it to my exceptional memory. The fact that I have fallen off the bandwagon may have something to do with why I feel like my brain is turning to mush.
Look at that, I've written more in the last ten minutes than I have in probably the last ten weeks. The majority of my writing comes in the form of filling in crosswords, and my typing from searching Sims 3 Mods or entering cheat codes.
I'll see you soon.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
March Happiness Challenge: Day 13
I don't really know what else I can say, but Beauty and the Beast always makes me happy. I guess that's what happens when it is my favorite movie. I often have time deciding why exactly I love it so much. Partially because I identify strongly with Belle. I'm a brunette, a bit quirky, I read all the damn time and I have (holy crap my fake pinky nail just popped off and shot across my room!) a habit of finding beauty in very odd places and people. It's so beautiful. Most Disney movies make me happy, but Beauty and the Beast always has a positive affect on me.
Monday, March 12, 2012
March Happiness Challenge: Day 12
I know it seems to be a recurring theme in my last several posts, but how can I ignore the two most wonderful women in my life? My mother, of course, has been with me from the beginning. She is always giving, often more than she really has. It takes its toll sometimes, but somehow she stays strong. She has always been my friend and confidant as well as my mother. I am proud to say I am one of the few people I know who has such a relationship with their mom. She inspires me, gives me strength, and love. I honestly don't know what I would do without her.
The other lady I don't think I could do without is my best friend, Ryane. Though we've only really known each other for about six years, I know things about her that nobody else does, and vice versa. We feel like we've known each other forever. I have never had such a strong mental connection with anyone, and as she says it, neither has she. There is nothing we can't talk about with each other, and there has never been drama, a fight, or hard feelings between us. Every time we hang out, there is so much laughter and love that not one person doubts our friendship. Her little girl is absolutely amazing, and I'm one of the few people who understands that Ryane and Achlys are a package deal. I wouldn't have it any other way.
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