The Post About A New Year

Personally, I have always dreaded the idea of "New Years Resolutions." In my clearly professional opinion, I think they are stupid.

Now I might get stoned for saying this but: Why do we need a day devoted to starting over?

In this world, we can start over whenever we like. We can set goals and push ourselves to do better without having a holiday for it.

I am not saying that we shouldn't celebrate another year, because as a race of living things it is an accomplishment to live a whole 365 days without everyone killing each other.

I'm just saying that setting New Years as a time to make new goals and try to change our lives is just an excuse to push back improving yourself until New Years. If you want to start working out don't wait until New Years. Just go to the fricken gym and start getting in shape. If you want to eat healthier just start buying healthier food. If you want to get closer to God, pick up a bible and start reading.

This might sound a little harsh but the reality is that if you really want to do something, you don't need a holiday to tell you to do it.

As contradictory as this is I think it should be "resolutions" day every day, because it is never too late or too early to change your life for the better.

But also keep in mind that you aren't going to be able to change your life in one day, otherwise I would be in perfect shape, eating three balanced meals a day, and talking to God constantly.

The Post About Sisters

I have two sisters.
An 8 year old, Amy,
and an 18 year old, Audrey.
They are wonderful to have around,

except when they do things that make me want to go on the ultimate killing spree of paper!

Yes, paper.
It is really the only thing I am capable of ripping with my hands and not hurting myself.
However, I have had my fair share of paper cuts.

Anyways, sometimes they get on my nerves more than I care to admit.

Usually, if I am really bothered by something that they do I just "let it go" and move on.

Except I have learned that it isn't a good thing to just "let it go" and move on. This might be different from what you are used to hearing, but I have found it is much much better to talk about before moving on.

It isn't fair for me to do that to either of my wonderful sisters. It's not fair because then the next time they do whatever horrible thing it was that made me want to go on a killing spree -the killing of paper of couse- I am just upset with them and they are confused.

I don't want to make this post a mile long about things you probably don't care about, so I promise I am wrapping it up.

Bottom Line: if you are upset with someone, let them know what is going on and I'm sure that you will be able to work it out with minimal pain and confusion for both members.

But, you know it will probably only work if your siblings are as spectacular and amazing as mine. I mean Amy is like a thousand baby kittens -on occasion she can be a little more like a pack of angry tigers, but I'm trying to be nice. And Audrey, well Audrey is so strange and awkward that you have to love her no matter what. Sometimes I love her so much, I question whether or not she is a magical fairy that feeds people magic fairy dust to make them love her.....

The Post About Tom Baker

I went to the library today to pick up some books I had on hold, and, as if the library was fueling my fangirl need, there was a twelve DVD set of Tom Baker Doctor Who episodes.

I have seen almost all of the before, but lets be honest who doesn't want to watch about 43 hours of Classic Who?

Tom Baker is tied with Peter Davison as my favorite Classic Who Doctor.

This has to o mostly with the sheer brilliance of Tom Baker as and actor. He did a marvelous job playing this iconic British role.

I don't want to rant on too long about his otherworldly  wonderfulness, but he has earned a whole post dedicated to just himself.


If you are a fan of Doctor Who and haven't seen Classic Who episodes, you should go to your local library and see how many they have on DVD. Then check out as many as possible and be prepared for the best acting you have ever seen pared with the MOST horrible special effects and monsters ever to be created in the 70's!

The Post About Gatsby

Ah the wonderful, spectacular Gatsby.

In case you don't know I am a shameless fangirl when it comes to most things and books are not an exception. If you haven't heard F. Scott Fitzgerald's masterpiece from the heavenly kingdom of the worlds greatest literary works is being made into a movie.

Going back to the fangirl thing I also have a few celebrities I fangirl over:
1. Benedict Cumberbath
2. Aidan Turner
3.Leonardo DiCaprio

Now, back to the movie thing. Lenoardo DiCaprio is playing GATSBY!!!!!!!!! And Leonardo DiCaprio playing Gatsby = total literary nerd girl swoon!

And honestly if you aren't a fan of DiCaprio, you should just accept the fact that you have a horrible taste in actors and should probably never speak to anyone every again. In fact it might just be best to live under a rock, alone, in solitude forever!

But really, I could not be more excited for this movie! It is one of my top ten books EVER.

If you want to go see the movie, read the book first because then you can imagine your own Gatsby, Carraway, and Daisy :)

If you have read Gatsby read it again!
If you've read it twice then it's still not enough read it until you can tell me what the Eyes of T.J. Eckleburg look like.
If you can tell me that then research the iconic F. Scott Fitzgerald and tell me why his name is ironic with the American Dream theme in the novel.
If you can do the above than you are my new idol!





“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”

The Post About Television

I have a  large issue with television. It's not the fact that I don't like it. It's actually the exact opposite. I have an obsession with two shows in particular.

It might not be a complete obsession. I only have a minor shrine that hangs above my bed and being able to name almost every single episode in order isn't that bad. In fact I think I have plenty more space in my mind to become more obsessed.

The aims of my extreme obsessions are Doctor Who and Sherlock.

If you are a lowly peasant who has not yet experienced the two most wonderful, mind boggling, life altering television shows every created than I will explain what these shows are.

Doctor Who is about an alien that travel through time and space in his TARDIS. Instead of dying he regenerates and turns into someone else. He travels around with companions saving the world from the evil clutches of creepy and sometime ridiculous monsters. If you are in need of more explanation just watch the wonderful Craig Ferguson explain it in song form in three minuets (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M9P4SxtphJ4). The video is worth your time.

Sherlock -as you might imagine- is based off of the best book in the entire history of ever, Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Sherlock is played by Benedict Cumberbatch. That handsome man to the right.
Yeah
Benedict alone is a reason to watch the show.

So if you are board and have time go on Netflix and enlighten yourself on these delightful moments of cheeky British television that you will become emotionally invested in and eventually they will take over your lives.......
no big deal.

The Post About Coffee

I have just woken up and have no energy to do anything but type mindlessly on my keyboard. You fake fans should feel important because I haven't even had coffee today. That's right, coffee.

I am rather fond of black coffee. Nothing too strong. I mean, I don't want my coffee to be the unexplored depths of the ocean.

I also like other coffee-ish drinks. I could spend my collage savings at Starbucks, if you gave me some time and a never ending limit for caffeine. Except I would only drink like five drinks because everything there costs about five-million dollars. You walk in and get a cup of black coffee and by the time you get to the friendly cashier you've got a hole in your wallet. Yeah, I know why all of you Starbucks employ's are always so happy.

You're sitting over there with your little sharpie marker and your cup, "Wow, Anna that is such a pretty name. Your drink will be ready shortly. That will be $5. 75." Except in your mind you're saying What an idiot I just got a bonus for being nice while I take your money.

My favorite place to get coffee is not Starbucks, and not because of the money things, that doesn't really bother me too much. It's the fact that all of the workers are involved in an underground cult bent on ruining small coffee shops that hipsters go to. Think about it...........

Anyways, my favorite coffee house is one in my hometown about ten minuets from my house. It is called Clique Coffee Bar. I like it because they serve great coffee, have pretty steady service, and they are only mildly involved in an underground cult.

The Post About Sleeping

I have never really needed that much sleep to function normally.

I have actually discovered that when I get too much sleep I am cross with everyone. (OK, so I didn't really discover it, because it was scientifically proven that too much sleep disrupts the normal cycle or something like that.)

I do like to sleep. I might not need a full eight hours, but I would like it.

However, I have a bit of a sleeping problem. I usually set myself up for horrible sleeping situations. Like keeping my computer in my room, right next to my bed, plugged in so the battery will stay charged -virtually- forever. I also do things like drink a lot of water right before bed and then I have to pee as soon as I get comfortable. I also listen to loud music at night like Foster The People, All Time Low, My Chemical Romance, Muse, and pretty much anything else that is the polar opposite from Zen Meditation #7,or what-have-you.

You think that after about five years of doing this I would just put my computer outside my room, limit my water drinking, and put my headphones far far away from my ears. Yet, every night it is the same thing. The same struggle for sleep.

The ultimate struggle between a proper decent sleep, technology, and a glass of water!

Now I am sure my fake fans experiences this as well.

Actually I know they do, since they are in my mind and everything.

However, I would like to know if there are any real people reading my blog -not very plausible- that have similar issues. I can't be the only one foolish enough to keep her computer running twenty-four seven.

The Post About Procrastination

A lot of people have a problem with procrastinating. I didn't really realize this until I got friends that shed some light on the fact that my struggle with procrastinating did not make me lazy.

One of my biggest problems with admitting I procrastinate until the cows come home, is that in my mind procrastinating equals lazy. However, when i am trying to put something off I get stuff done. And I mean like Michelangelo and the Sistine Chapel kind of stuff done.

Alright, so maybe not that extensive.

But I can crank out some pretty intense stuff while I am procrastinating.

One time I invented a new form of chess while I was avoiding studying for an AP exam. I basically sat down and rewrote EVERY rule of chess. Every chess piece was given a different purpose. Why in this great vast world would I do that? I mean Chess is a perfectly fine game. Why did I need to take it and change the whole thing?

Because I needed to avoid the AP note-cards of death that haunted me from inside my backpack. And yes, it was that intense. I am talking serious business here.

So, if you ever feel lazy while you are procrastinating just remember that no matter what you are putting off and no matter how important it is you CANNOT re-work the game of chess because I have already done that and that just makes you a copycat. (that was sarcastic for all of my literal fake fans.)

The Post About My Favorite Color

Purple.

It's a good color.

I think most people would agree with me that it is pretty.

I think a few people would agree with me that it is a royal color, full of magical swirls, crafted from the dreams of a thousand baby otters, bursting with the voices of a million birds with golden vocal chords, and able to make even the dankest of places feel spectacular.

Ok, so maybe no one else would agree with me that purple is so fantastic as the above statement.

However, I think we can agree that there is SOME validity to the statement.

Purple is just so pretty.

Think of all the shades of purple there are. Out of all of those shades there has to be one that makes you think of the dreams of a thousand baby otters.

No, well it was worth a shot.

Does it make you think of the dreams of one baby otter?

It should, it is a magic color.

In fact, draw a purple dot on your hand or foot or arm or face, whatever just do it. Then see if something spectacular happens. If something wonderful does happen then you owe thanks to the color purple.

Remember breathing is a spectacular thing in life and the ability to do so should be attributed to the color purple.

Oh, also, my favorite color is green.

The Post About My Blog

A blog about me, nothing exciting really. Well actually there are some pretty intense things that happen between my morning cup of coffee and my evening cup of tea. Most of these things happen in my head. Most of them happen in conversations between me and myself. In fact I have been caught talking to myself so many times that I probably seem like I have multiple personality disorder.

But that's OK, because now I have a blog!

Basically all that means is that now I can just be strange on the Internet without having to talk to myself.

Does that make sense?

It makes sense.

Anyways, this blog is mostly for me to keep track of my life and all things that go on, putting it on the Internet for the public eye is just another way I try and make my life extra awkward and humiliating.

I think the worse part is that I am writing this like people are actually reading it.

I am not promoting it in any way, so people reading it is very implausible.

But you know what!?!?!

If I can talk to myself than I can have fake fans that read my blog ravishingly, treasuring every word like a gold nugget. They can worship me as much as I want them to because they are fake.

But maybe I should give them some boundaries, because living in my brain and all they could do some pretty hardcore stalking and try to kill me to take over my life......

It COULD happen....... conditionally.

conditionally that could happen.