04/16/12 Expectations

This is a short post. A post in which I am also testing out a mobile app for Blogger. Let's see how it goes.
Expectations, I am again overwhelmed, but it doesn't take much to overwhelm me. This time I am overwhelmed by the amount of Expectations that are "expected" for us teenagers/young adults on a given day. Starting with school.
School Expectations:
Read 20pages of an extremely boring book a day.
Do 30plus math problems a day.
25point summitive and 35point formative due in a week.
Study for all tests.
Remember everything the teacher says because it is important even if it is only mentioned once and talked about briefly.
Learn brand new concert music, be ready to perform it in two weeks, or expected to practice outside of class.

Friend Expectations:
Listen to their problems.
Think of wisdom for their problems.
Don't expect them to do the same.
Make sure they stay in one piece.
Be fun.
Don't poop the party; join.
Be exciting and funny at all times.

Peer Expectations:
Be nice.
Hide your inner freak for your true friends.
Look nice.
Don't say anything unless it's amazing.

Work Expectations:
Must be doing something always.
Think outside the box, even if you are being payed minimum wage.
Don't be tired.
Body Expectations:
Eat what you crave.
Eat healthy.
Sleep.
Drink coffee.
Watch your weight.
Drugs are only meant for sometimes.

In one day all of those expectations come into play at least once. Why is there so much expected of us, and how can we do it all?

2/26/12 Claymation

    What is this? What is this life that has been put before us. This wad of clay slapped on the table; "make something of this!" Make it wonderful they say. Make this life adventurous, full of love, emotion, and worth. Out must come wisdom. We must plan it quickly before it becomes bone dry, to late to be shaped anymore. What is this wad of clay, really? Do we shape it or does it shape us. When spun on the wheel, we press our fingers deep into the cool, mud like glop, forcing it shape for us. We push and pull with the clay and hope for it to work it's self out, to be made into something beautiful.

12/4/11 Error

The existence of a being happens to be the existence of an energy. The human machine acts only as programed. With the warm core of inner strength working with the malfunctioning nuts and bolts holding together unforgiving pieces of equipment. The breakage of the condition makes being, as useful as the outdated VHS counsel resting in the forgotten box hidden in that closet. After rebooting, it takes an expensive amount of time to restore. Information may be lost in the process.

11/13/11 Virgin

   I lost my "virginity" at The Rocky Horror Picture show. Some how with in three minutes of standing in line for the show word got out that I, and the friend that I was joining were Rocky Horror  "virgins ". The word virgin was uttered and a scream from 20 feet away came plowing forward. She was dressed as one of the main characters with unimaginable energy for 12 o'clock at night and a stick of red lipstick cocked and loaded. A giant letter "V" was printed on to both sides of my face and my friends’ chest. It was official; we were outed virgins weather we wanted to or not. We seated ourselves to the front right of the stage; a great view for both us...and  the actors. My friend and I were two of the four lucky virgins that have a chance to play an appropriate game front and center on stage while the other 30 plus virgins got there asses slapped wile crawling through the actors legs. The game was that Dr. Frank-N-Furter was to say a word and then we were suppose to say a word that goes with it. Supposedly he was looking for a word that means the same thing not what "goes with it". The first word was "ass" so I said, "boss" he took it so I went along with that. When the second word was "boobs" and I said "cow"(thinking boobs produce milk and so do cows), loosing after round two I got the picture. Good thing I did lose being that the third word was "penis". Following that was the rest of the show. Being a virgin and all I was lost but curious for a majority of the time. I laughed at the witty well timed jokes said at almost every scene, and said "slut" for Janet and "asshole" for Brad. The show ended at 3ish in the A.M and I didn't sleep for the rest of the night. Instead I went from place to place doing unmentionables with friend and acquaintances. Rocky Horror was freakishly astounding and i can't wait to prepare for the next showing.

11/11/11 Make a Wish

I wish I was Holly in Breakfast at Tiffany's. There is something about her character that is alluring, she walks onto the scene in a beautiful classic little black dress and her hair perfectly arrange upon the top of her head. She is a person of her own, careless and free from the opinions of other people. Holly is just fabulous; graceful, fearless, and rude in an acceptable way. She holds her insecurities distant from the world, making her look strong and defined. Holly, oh do I wish you can grace me with your elegance, so I can glow the way you do when you walk into Tiffany's.

10/31/11 Ode to Best Friend

Dear Old Best Friend,
        It looks our time has come. With graduation near,
Our frequent visits dwindle as the end is coming here,
We had good moments that will last,
But soon they will become the past,
After our caps are thrown, and bags are packed,
Our lives will move forward and never turn back.
My love for you will always be there,
Because what we have is more than rare.
Lets never forget all the fun
Because next year there will be more to come.
       Love,
             Forever Best Friend

10/25/11 Will you sign mine?

Dear New Best Friend
             It was nice getting to know you these last few years. I know I probably liked you more than you liked me, but that’s a complement really. I truly enjoyed the anticipation behind our plans to hang out. It ever so made my week when you said that you would be up for hanging out… in two weeks. My heart would jump with excitement every-time I was able to have a short pleasant conversation with you in the halls. Could have fooled me when saying how much you enjoyed hanging out. Sincerely, I hope you have a wonderful rest of your life; hope Harvard is all that you wished to be. Maybe, years from now, when I see you about my mental health we could hang again... like you promised.
                 H.A.G.S! <3
                        ~ Snowflake