What do you love about you?

Today someone posted this as their facebook status:

“Can you come up with at least 10 answers to this question? ‘What do you love about you?’” A year and a half ago, I wouldn’t have been able to get past one. But today, I realized that I can totally answer that question. And I challenge everyone to do this. There is SUCH freedom to be who you were meant to be when you realize that you are a masterpiece. Why insult the creator of the masterpiece? This isn’t an ego booster. Just do it.

1. I love my personality and my quirks. They’re kind of cool.

2. I love my taste in music. I might even become snobbish about this, but I seriously love the somewhat eclectic taste that I’ve acquired.

3. I love my figure. I used to hate it, and yeah, it’s hard to find clothing that fit it, but I’ve come to love it. If they’d just bring the 40’s and 50’s back, everything would be fine!

4. I love my pale skin. Again, I used to hate it, but I’ve grown fond of it, and I don’t even really want to tan ever again.

5. I love my eyes. They have this cool thing going on where they’re blue, but they have this hazel-ish/green-ish ring around the pupil.

6. I love that I have a thing for the impossibles.

7. I have a GREAT sense of humor. And I’m REALLY funny. Go ahead, ask my friends.

8. I love all of the creativity and imagination I’ve been blessed with. From design to dance to video, to even just appreciating all kinds of creativity. I can’t imagine not being this way.

9. I really love my brown hair. I’m not dying it again. I used to want to be a red head, and now I can just greatly appreciate the color.

10. I love my style. It’s constantly changing, and probably always will be, but I’m satisfied that it’s “me.”

If you have trouble doing this, go look at this, it might help:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qR3rK0kZFkg

I am so unbearably tired of boys and how stupid they can really be.

Dear Future husband,

I can wait.

Sincerely,

Laura

December

Can't come soon enough.

A Light in the Darkness

I've always been told about light and darkness, and how great it is to be a light in the darkness. And then, it finally clicked today when someone talked about this. If there is any light in any kind of darkness, the light wins—always. It's so true. No matter how large a dark, black room is. If someone lights a match, anyone in that room will be able to see it. Darkness can't hide light! So if ever you feel like maybe you were supposed to have a part in someone's life, or be that light in someone else's life, and you didn't feel like you did anything, remember—light in any kind of darkness wins. Always. It can be seen.

3 more days....

The print lab is out of ink.

I think I'm going crazy.

I need to get out of here.

But my mustache book is DONE!

Things to do this sumer

1. Read in my claimed spot by the river—Pride and Prejudice, The Princess Bride, The Prestige, Screwtape Letters, Narnia Series, Blue like Jazz.

2. Create an awesome stop-animation film

3. Find and look through random magazines, newspapers, editorial pieces—proof read and

critique them, and then leave them where I found them.

4. Photo-shoot adventures

5. Illustrate my alter-ego or inner child

6. Stay physically active

7. Make some awesome-bangin' cupcakes

8. Organize and make a back up system for every school item in a cd case

9. Do any sort of design project that I haven't been able to do

10. Find where there are free local outdoor movies

11. Go shopping for clothing only at vintage, second hand, or thrift shops. Unless I need

underwear.

The Shit Hath Hitteth the Fan…ith.

I don't understand what it takes to make someone angry constantly. To live day in and day out completely and utterly miserable. To be completely unhappy about everything in your life and complain about every single thing one could possibly imagine. To rejoice in others misery and only care about yourself. I don't get it and I'm done dealing with it. Fortunately I won't have to for more than a week. Maybe it's God testing me, testing my response. At this point in time, I have no energy to even care anymore. I'm just glad that next Thursday ends my current living situations and will eventually, in the fall, bring something else.