// The Day T-Swift Made Me Cry//

It’s true. America’s love-sick, sweetheart brought me to tears. Here’s how she got under my (apparently sensitive) skin: Taylor Swift’s “Love Story” was playing on the radio. If you’ve ever heard the tune before, you know it is a heart-strumming, fairy tale diddy spotlighting a couple seemingly torn apart because of boyfriend/daddy issues.

About the middle of the song, the narrator, an adventurous, little lady with a heart filled with love and a head filled with irrational ideas, fantasizes of whisking her boyfriend away and making a new life together without criticism from her father. Who cares what dad thinks anyways? While the idea sounds lovely in song, I couldn’t help but wonder….  

What the heck? Don’t cha know that so many things are weighing against you? What is this idea that your love can win against the adversary? Girl, I can think of so many real-life situations when girl/boy drops all that she/he has for the other, and that person is screwed over in the end, with no family/friends to turn back to.

…..

And as I was pondering this, the song went through the rest of the story. Girl hasn’t heard from boyfriend in a while. She is confused, no longer knows whether their relationship exists or where it is headed. However, she sees him and has the chance to confront him with her feelings. Stopping her short, “he kneeled to the ground/ and pulled out a ring and said /Marry me Juliet /You never have to be alone /I’ve been waiting /All there’s left to do is run/ Talked to your dad/ Go pick out a white dress/ it’s a love story/ Baby just say ‘yes’” (I totally remembered those lyrics all on my own, by the way.) And as I was singing along with Taylor at my screechiest-tippy-toppiest, just before my lungs shattered, and I freaking choked up. That’s right, I cried. A lump lodged in my throat and my eyes started to well with water. I seriously had to take a minute to gather myself.

Now, you may be sitting there with ‘this chick has gone cray’ expressions, but let me explain.

Embarrassed as I was because I let Swift’s lyrics get to me, I figured I would write about it because I got a very important message from it in the end. I remembered how refreshing it is to have security when you take a huge risk in your life. If you’ve ever let go of some things/people in your life, perhaps for a better life of your own, you know that going out on your lonesome can be scary and sometimes drive you absolutely crazy. However, you might just find that the risk you took, turned you into a much happier and healthier person in the end. And you might just get lucky enough to keep somebody with you along the bumpy ride! So if you happen to have someone, like I have someone, that actually sticks with you through all of the drama (especially family/friend/boyfriend drama) listed in a Taylor Swift CD, then you’ve really got someone special. Be sure to show that person all the love you can muster. Be proud of them, stand up for them, and hold onto them.

If this was a scattered post, apologies. :)

// Personal Connections in a Digital Age//

It seems that every semester, I am bombarded with a simple idea and a new proper way to go about it. Since college started, the central theme has been communication, and with my field of study, I definitely need those connections.

We like to think that the internet is the best source of establishing those connections. However, our true lives are a lie compared to the same showcase of our social networking lives. I mean, I dropped my Facebook friend number down to the 300s and I still don’t know all these people on intimate, personal levels. Plus, I’m a horrible social networker. I don’t use the things. But how often do I take to Facebook or Twitter to use up some quiet time when I’m out with friends? I might as well be saying, “Hey, what you’re doing right now, friend of mine, is not interesting. My time is totes better spent liking Facebook statuses.” My professors have been pointing out this hard truth again and again during class discussion.

I realize on a professional level, I can’t rely on Facebook or Twitter to connect with people I don’t know. The people I’ll work with appreciate face-to-face meetings and on-the-spot conversation. After thinking on it a while, I don’t see the point in whipping out my phone to Facebook/Twitter/other when I’m with my friends. After all, I’d rather be with them than sitting at home, by myself, semi-stalking Facebook. But those actions don’t show it.

I’ve since practiced keeping my phone on lock down in my purse, ON LOUD (that was for all of you who know me to keep it on vibrate or silent and see later that I have 7 missed calls). I think it shows my friends more respect. And I appreciate and have more respect for people who do the same for me.

What are your thoughts?

// Squeaky Clean!//

For some reason I always write a post late at night…You make think this is bad idea…But  right now I think it makes my tumblr an amusing place to visit. My delirious side is one of my best sides.

FACT: I will regret this post in 3 hours.

I am feeling extra groovy this morning at 3:13 AM. I don’t know about you guys, but 3 AM is when all the good stuff happens. Never miss out on 3 AM. Even if it is the witching hour or whatever. Not scary…at…all. 

So I just finished up my last week at camp. I loved spending time with all of the counselors and making many new friends with people probably wouldn’t have gotten to  know if I met them in the outside of camp world. My experience at camp taught me that I can be myself, flaws and all, and people will still like me. I no longer have to spend a life feeling judged by my peers and like a huge disappointment at times. It also helped me let go of the words “I can’t…” Because of camp I had to learn through experience to stand up to my fears, to show myself as a leader, and to believe in myself in order to serve as a good role model for those kids. My goal for camp was to gain independence and I feel I did just that. Nothing can bring me down if I chose it to be so. :) I’m genuinely thankful for the experience. It gave me a fresh start to life. No more tiptoe-ing about. I present myself to people as I truly am. 

I suppose that is really all I wanted to type out tonight. If you are stuck in a situation where you can not feel comfortable being yourself, I hope you have the opportunity to experience what I have. Get your self outta there. There are people that will love you for you.

// Cure me.//

I’m not really sure if I should be blogging right now as I’m in a rather delirious state. Oh, delirium. I’m not sure what to think while with you.

I’ve been itching to doodle tonight. I’ve found I’m a big doodle’r nowadays. Ever get stuck with the same doodles though? A flower. An eye. A heart. A star. Penguin, panda, pebbles, penis? (Just kidding on that last one, sorry guys. Just uncalled for) Anyways, it gets kind of old. So I challenge you guys. Cure me. Help my mind expand. Come up with crazy things I can doodle or ask me to draw/paint anything. Bizarre. Simple. I lay  no boundaries.

As far as what I’ve been up to lately…Well the same as you guys. Sitting around, filling up on calories, and hoping for adventure. If any one would ever like to do something with me…hit me up somehow…I like you guys. *feels lame for asking for friends* :)

Well, I’ve started geo-cacheing. GPS treasure hunting, basically. I believe it can be fun with the right players. Also, I tried out and didn’t make ICC danceline. So Ashley? Ashley Craig? If you’re out there, I’m definitely taking your help for the May tryouts. Thank you so much. …And I just finished rewatching some D.E. Films…films. Love how much you have progressed and you’ve become very impressive with your work, cast and crew.

As boredom and curiousity just *swell* inside me… I’ll leave a few general questions for you guys.

Favorite youtube subscription? Cause I’d like to check ‘em out.

For those of us soon heading out into the big world (a.k.a. ICC), what are you planning to become?

And that… is all. Don’t forget to blow up my email with drawing suggestions! Thanks!

Peace.

// Hey//

Sup?

// So Happy Together//

Well, well, well….  So it’s been a while! =)  clearly i’m not as dedicated to this as I should be. I’ll be getting into the swing of it soon. Promise :)

Life has been pretty grand, I might say. I know I’m happy with it! The only sad news is we’re down to the final days of our Thanksgiving break…and dammit..I still work at Kentucky Fried Chicken. D:

I wanted to dedicate this week to spending time with some important people in my life. God has blessed me with three lovely “families.”  The Stephens. The Wilsons. The Johnsons. Thanks to them, I’m always supported, always loved, always cared for. I love you guys.

In other news! This Wednesday will be my nephew’s (Jon Coble) first birthday! I’m so excited! It’s fun to come home every day knowing you have a baby to play with! He’s a pretty cool babe.

Here lately, I’ve been in a rather “artsy” mood. I bought some canvases and I feel like creating a masterpiece! So we’ll see how that goes. If I knew I could make great money off of it, I’d make it my job. It’s a dream job. Another dream job:mythbuster. hellsyes?

Like erebody, can’t wait for Christmas!! Some neato gifts are coming my loved ones ways! Mhm.

Seems like I had a lot more stuff to say…..but I forgot it all..

Until next time! :D

// Time Bomb//

Ah, so yes, Kristen joined another social networking thingy. I suspect that you expect zero updates, oui?  Well… Im actually going to keep up with this one so if you one that goes crazy wondering what the hell kristen be doing…. please, do follow me ;]

Now, moving on.. I don’t know how it was/is/will be for you guys but I am certainly feeling some strange emotions when i think of the place i am at in my life…ya know, senior year. I love how it’s going thus far…the senior parties are not awful..the classes are not that bad..i appreciate and like every teacher save maybe one weiner.  Many people in my grade are stretching their social circle… also, many others are fed up with my  classmates in general.  But ya know, thinking about it… I’m gonna miss a lot of the folks in my grade. The ones who are quick to make those lame ass jokes that are indeed worthy of the awkward silence that follows and lingers :) … the happy ones… the silly ones… some work buddies… etc. etc. All in all, I’m pretty happy with the peeps in my grade and I just wish y’all the best of luck in life!  Kinda having a hard time picking out the big details to my future.  That’s fairly difficult when so many things capture your interest. And that’s where it gets scary… I’ll be taking some big life changing leaps soon… And I won’t have the comfort of familiarity to keep me somewhat calm.  Mixed emotions about moving forward with life. AHH.

Ugh. I guess you wanna know about my weekend :). Welp. Friday, senior night for band members was canceled. We picked up our yellow roses and sadly left the building without recognition.  On the plus side (this is just an idea as of yet) a few senior members talked over having a senior band member lock in of some sort with Mrs. Stark. Games and food included! Woo. After that, went to the “ghetto El Toro” as a few friends like to call it, with parents and Seth. It was ok. Hung out with Seth. Watched Quarantine! Liked it. Saturday. First thing…work. My managers had me stressed out by the end of the shift… Thought I was two hundred dollars off of the money total I was supposed to have.  The night got better when I went to Seths and soon after Zane and Matt showed up to do some filming. That blew up in our face when we realized it was too freaking dark to shoot anything outside! Hah, I enjoyed my time, none the less. Today, I went to church, ate nummy tacos, went to work (fml) and then Seths again! Glad I was able to spend a lot of my weekend with him, finally!

Guess that’s about it!