I Like You.

Blogger is fantastic. Seriously. Blogging communities are probably among the best types of communities online. Especially over Youtube. Everyone always talks about how awesome the "Youtube" community is, and some of them are really awesome and great. But it's so corrupted and full of ulterior motives. People don't make blogs to become well known or well liked or make money. There's no such thing as a Blogger partnership (at least to my knowledge!) People like us write blogs because we basically need to. They're full of the parts of our lives that we struggle with/find joy in/have to get our of our head, not feeble attempts to get views.

I really like you guys. With that being said, hello to all my new friends. It's nice to meet you! I know for a fact at least a few of you are here thanks to Lex. She's cool, isn't she?

Others of you may be here from Googling these key phrases:

So, welcome skink lovers and free tampon enthusiasts! Unfortunately, you will probably not find what you are looking for on either of those topics. Oh, stat tracker. You prove to me so many awkward things.

Yesterday I dyed my hair:

(it's reddisher. silly webcam.)

And received my glasses in the mail:

It's that time of the year where everything just becomes unappealing. You get sick of winter and sick of wearing the same winter clothes for the past 4 months. Things get out of hand and people get lazy. Hair spazzes out (no money to cut it) routines get tested (begin to master the 5 minute morning) and stores start selling warm weather things (tricking your brain into getting ready for change now!) So, what else do you do when you feel impulsive, are itching for change, and are bored on the weekend? Well, the answer to that could be a lot of things. But we dyed our hair.

My glasses, like I have previously mentioned, are from Warby Parker. I can't say enough about this company. The concept is similar to Toms Shoes, in that they donate a pair of glasses every time you buy a pair. But this company has the best customer service I have ever experienced, and they're CHEAP! $95 a pair, which includes frames and lenses. Free shipping, free home try-ons, free returns. They even call you personally to make sure everything is okay. Also, on their Facebook page they're super responsive and give awesome advice on any home try-on pictures you post. My brother has this list of companies who have their act together. This company should be on your list, Aaron. Here's Their Story.

A friend introduced me to their fairly new company, and I can't thank him enough. He's the same boy, ironically, who introduced me to Toms. He's kind of one of the more hispter-y hipsters I know. I wonder if he reads this. I think he might. Hello, friend. Let's hang out sometime.

Alright, welcome all, I'm excited to get to know you guys, and I hope you're having a lovely weekend!

Reason to be thankful o' the day: getting an entire pot of coffee for $2 at Perkins. 

Story pertaining to last blog:

Last night I was watching a movie with some people I just met and one girl said, "I had this professor who went to movies by himself, can you believe that? I couldn't stand that! He also said he used to work at Disney World. He's weird."

Facepalm.

For You, I'd Write a Symphony

“Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away.”

- George Eliot

I had an enormously tiring/frustrating day and am lacking on sleep. Therefore, I'm listening to Biebz and blogging.

Sometimes when you think you have something figured out, the best thing to do next is to ask someone their opinion. Sometimes when you think you know something, you know absolutely nothing at all.

Sometimes there are things you don't really pay attention to, when in all actuality, they are quite curious. And I can't figure this one out. I have my theories, but you guys are smart. So, I'm going to ask you.

Why are some socially awkward situations considered socially awkward?

Let me talk about this one in particular: Eating alone.

This one has always stumped me. I don't mind eating alone in a cafeteria or restaurant one bit. Frankly, it's usually the most time efficient. But forget about my opinion, it's usually odd anyways. I'm talking society. Why do we want to hide the fact that we're eating alone by doing things like texting or reading the paper? Is it just because society associates eating alone with loneliness, and we assume the person isn't choosing to me alone?


(Not that this has to do with anything at all, but I'm definitely listen to the "Bieber Fever" Glee fellas singing Somebody to Love  for the fourth time in a row right now. Did anyone else giggle excessively when Puck walk out with that hair? :] )


When I was younger, and my mom can probably remember this man, there was a man who I would see around town eating alone some evenings when my parents and I went out. He usually had a laptop or notebook with him. But... I always felt bad for him. I wanted him to save someone to eat with, and it kind of broke my heart a little. He always piqued my curiosity. Except, what if this is what he loved? What if he was writing some great novel and was doing his people watching author muse research jazz during these Friday night dinners?
I think he wanted to be alone.

Once in a while, when I tell people I'm going to the caf, they'll say, "By yourself?" I usually reply with, "I'm real hungry... so I'm going to go eat." I'm a great problem solver, see? :]

I don't know. I love eating with people, but it usually turns into a long business with laughs and all. That makes me sound like I hate laughing. This is untrue. I like saving time, so I don't mind eating alone. There, I said it!

Walking alone isn't weird. Driving alone isn't weird. Why is eating alone weird?

Just curious.

Ps: GIRLS. THIS. IS. A. DREAM. #whydon'tiliveinbrooklyn #whyamiusingtwitterhashtags

Oh, and Lex? Here's a little mention to brighten your day. I hope things start looking up, things destressify, and that life introduces you to some awesome, new uplifting people. :]

And EMILY. Letter. COMING. SOON. #iamawful #ihaventforgotten #istillwantto

Well, I'm Happy

Fact: I love Valentines Day.
Fact: I am single.


Question: Am I alone?


I like special days. I don't care if the holiday is made up, cliche, random,  or full of tacky presents or decorations. I just like holidays. They make people feel differently, at least for one day. And even the Valentine Day haters get to feel differently for one day. They have an excuse to hate such an "unnecessary" holiday our culture celebrates, and gosh darnit they love expressing that. I just like events that cause people to form opinions and make memories.


Now, last year was the first year that I really enjoyed my actual Valentines Day. I assumed this was largely in part to spending it, for the first time, with a boyfriend. This year, however, I think I enjoyed it even more.


9 Reasons I like Valentines Day:


1) I get to break the "I'm single on Valentines Day so I am going to hate this day and all couples." stereotype.
2) Strawberry Peeps/other candy.
3) I like experiencing happiness vicariously through other couples.
4) No expectations.
5) Pink.
6) Thinking about all the business flower galleries are getting.
7) It's a holiday created on the basis of love.
8) More family members send you candy/money because they feel bad you have no significant other.
9) Free cookies at work, free coffee at Caribou.


Reasons I didn't like Valentines Day in High School:
1) Unrealistic expectations.
2) You got to compare how many roses you got compared to everyone else.
3) Mid-class teddy bear/flower deliveries reminding you that your daydreams weren't going to come true.


Question: Do you hate this day?


Don't be lonely, friends.


Extra: Emma Watson confirmed her role as Sam in The Perks of Being a Wallflower. EXCITED.


Edit: TAMPONS! I went back two days later to work out and they were gone. Sad day.


(I went toooo long without blogging. I will return to a regular schedule. Also, this means I will comment more. Kay. :] )

Missing Out on Active Comfort

Disclaimer: This is, in its entirety, a blog about tampons. Don't be fooled by the photogenic bowl of cereal.

So today, I worked out. For the first time this semester. Whoops. However, we mustn't dwell on past failures, right? So today, I worked out. Also, I will work out in the near future. Hooray optimism!

 Now, for this story to make sense you need to know that upon entering our rec center, you are faced with a long desk and three workers. Tonight there was one girl scanning ID cards, one girl dealing with locker keys, and one boy further down at the desk that deals with rentals and other athletic business. I never interact with this third worker. Anyway, as I was walking past, I saw several pink boxes on the desk by the boy worker. I couldn't tell what they were, but frankly, I didn't quite care. The only free stuff I have gotten from the rec center is that gross sport energy gel, hydration gum, and energy jelly beans. When I passed it again as I was leaving, I at least wanted to find out what crazy new sport product they were trying to give away so I could bring back a great story for the roommate. Well, they were Playtex Sport Tampons. A whole box! They probably contained at least 8-12! This is free AND practical! I went to the locker, got my stuff, came to the locker key girl and eyed up the tampons on the other side of the desk. Were they free? Should I take one? Are they actually free?!

But, my friends, they were in front of the boy worker. In order to find out if they were free, I would have to march over to said boy and ask, "Are you giving away free tampons?"

Because, what if they weren't free and they were saving them for some team or something? Then this boy would have had to say, "Um, excuse me, miss, but those tampons aren't for the taking." Then I would have had to hand the box back to the boy in front of a whole bunch of people. After I left they would have all had a great chuckle over the girl who thought the tampons were free.

Well, I left the rec center tamponless. Guess future workouts won't be as comfortable as they could be. Would you have asked?! Please, I'd really like to know if this is less of a deal than I am making it.

If I post this blog right now, this will singlehandedly be the worst blog I have ever posted.

...I know, links! Links will fix this problem.

I just ordered 5 pair of glasses for home try on from Warby Parker. I'm pretty excited. If you're looking for new glasses, you should check it out.

I check this website nearly every day. It's beautiful.

This is probably one of my favorites. Ever. [Bouncing Balls]

Oh! One more thing. I finally saw the social network and absolutely loved it. I have a new fascination with Mark Zunkerberg and a new crush on Andrew Garfield (the friend who's also the new Spiderman.) Have you seen it? Did you like it?

Hope you're having a great week!