Muse - Plug In Baby

This song was one of my FAVOURITES from this group, right after Sing For Absolution, Time Is Running Out, and Hyper Music. Even though Stephenie Meyer ruined them (Twilight fans that like MUSE because she make me want to expel my stomach's contents, violently in a projectile fashion), they still hold some of my most beloved pre-teen/teenage memories.

Bon Iver crushed my soul, and then pieced it back together

I don't know why I stopped myself from listening to Bon Iver (actually, I do know what stopped me, but I'm ashamed to admit the reason), but I'm glad that "Deception" (which you should definitely check out because it stars Meagan Good, and even though I hate on her so much, it's only because she is one of the most beautiful women I have ever had the good pleasure of seeing) played this song in the background. It's so haunting. The vocals annoy me at times, but they are only a tiny piece of what calls to me from this song. The lyrics and the melody stir up so much pain, but then cradle me through tears. The song is just perfect (the concept of perfection is abstract and varies depending on the opinion of each person). Here's a link to the song in question, The Wolves (Act I & II). I hope, if this is your first time listening to it, that it touches you in a similar fashion. And if this is a repeat for you, I hope you saw the beauty, and find yourself wanting to experience it again.

Morning thoughts

So...I have completely given up for the moment on the self reflection. I've had too much drama going on in my life (mostly caused by my male parental unit), and just haven't felt up to writing anything. This morning though, I really had to get this little bit off of my chest. It's just my thoughts at this time, nothing really serious just a bit of morning rambling. If you're still checking on my blog regularly, thanks, you lovely wonderful nugget of joy. If you're just randomly/sporadically checking, thanks, you lovely wonderful nugget of joy. ;) Bright and happy Wednesday morning to you all!

Cheers,
Yvonne

When faced with my mortality and ageing, I'm not afraid of looking old or dying, I'm just afraid of the pain that comes along with age.

Day 1 of reflection

Day 1 (Wednesday, 2 January 2013): Write about what you like/dislike from yourself, and how you plan to change it

     This past year, I've worked on loving myself more and accepting my personality and outer being. I've grown to see myself in a new and happier light. Even still, there are things that I wish I could change about myself. Actually, there are really only 3 things that I don't like about myself. They have nothing to do with my appearance because I find changing it to be a shallow attempt at making myself presentable to a society that deems outer beauty more worthy of praise than inner completeness. No, my dislikes are things that keep me from truly reaching my full potential of happiness: my procrastination, my tendency to jump to conclusions, and my constant worrying.

     I know that changing things like this don't have easy fixes. For example, if it were easy to stop procrastinating, students all over the world would be a lot happier around finals periods. So what can I do to stop these habits? Well, I know for procrastination I can stick to the schedules I make for myself. It's amazing though that I don't procrastinate in work environments, but in school or at home, I never want to do things on time. Hmmm...to stop jumping to conclusions, I can stop expecting people to react to the world in the same manner that I would. I know we each have our own views on life and what is expected of us, however, this does not stop me from wanting people to give what I give and think what I think. I'm actively working on not expecting things from people. That way, I won't jump to conclusions about, or make assumptions based on, their actions. And finally, to quit constantly worrying, I'm just going to live with an attitude of "I don't have to live for anyone but me." I'll still worry about my friends, but I won't let it consume my thoughts. We're all adults and I'm not their parent. If they need me, they know where to find me. My number hasn't changed in 4 years and my email address is the same as it was 5 years ago. I can't spend my time caring if they can't. That's just how it is. Through all of this, I believe I can live a happier, care free, and fuller existence. This is definitely what I need to do before trying to go forth with the next chapter of my life.

Cheers,
Yvonne

P.S. - This was supposed to be published two days ago. Procrastination strikes again!!!

Side note: I'm also going to work on writing in a linear manner; I tend to blog in a stream of consciousness. To do so, I will make myself write more essays and such...as long as I can stop procrastinating. ;)