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Names of Winter
Jan. 1st, 2008 08:10 pmI was stumped for a title so I used my neighborhood-friendly title-generator to create a heading for this post. It's actually quite handy and unlike most generators, at least the nonsense it spits out is pretty. The Ships of the Silence, The Only Bridge, The Soul's Blade, Lonely River, The Darkest Voyages, etc. ;D Try it some time!
Back to business: Happy New Year, everyone! It's hard to believe that it's already 2008. I think my brain suffered some Y2K damage back when we swapped millenniums because I tend to use that as my point of reference on the time-line-of-life. 1998 still feels like two years ago, not ten! And how weird is it that I'll be 18 this month! I'm old. I'll have to start taking full responsibility for everything and get a job and be a grumpy, frazzled old-person. Wait... I'm already something of a grumpy old-person...! XD Just joking, maybe. And no offence to the over-twenty crowd that sometimes pops in for a quick read; clearly that's not my real opinion of you. If it was, I'd make a point of making you un-grumpy.
I was reading some embarrassing/lame/old/putrid journal entries of mine from a blog long since axed-- this is becoming a really bad habit --and I came across a term I haven't used in a long, long time.
Taylor-Tastic.
I think it's been a year since I last threw that word out in the open in normal conversation, and many months since I last typed it. ((I could be wrong. I could have used it last week and simply forgotten. XD )) It made me smile when I saw it crop-up in an old comment; I used to use it when I was elated or thought something was awesome. I think I'll use it now, in a sentence.
Life is so taylor-tastic!
Truly. If I could impart just one lesson to each and every person out there, I would remind people that life is a gift and it's up to you to unwrap it for the better. It might come as a surprise, but Kit was actually the person who inspired me to think this way. Two summers ago he sent me an email about how I was whiney and kept an atrociously morose blog that needed an attitude adjustment. At first, I cried. I really like that blog at the time. I also really liked him, and I had just failed my driver's test. XD I wanted nothing more than to jab him with safety-scissors, until I realized that he was right, my blog was crap-tastic and absolutely everything about it was glum and sad and grumbling.
Since then, I've made a strong effort to only dote on things that bring me joy, rather than things that bring me grief and sadness. Think about it; a diary is really just a series of reflections. If you only reflect on things that make you sad, it's going to affect your mindset. However, if you focus on the things that stimulate you with feelings of happiness and delight, it can only help you cope with the hardships each and everyone of us are bound to face. Preachy? Maybe a little, but try it some time. Try it for week. Each day, write about something that makes you happy and tell me if it doesn't make you smile. It will. :D
In other news, I sanitized my journal the other day in order to make way for the new year. Basically, I killed all my icons, did minimal house-cleaning on some of the entries and attempted to change my layout. 2/3 is nothing to complain about!
Nerd-gasm: I love Phoenix Wright with each passing minute. Seriously. I got the first game for Christmas but I was hooked way before I even held the cartridge in my hands. XD All I had to do was check out some of the characters and I knew straight away that it would be my sort of cast. XD
Naturally, I have the world's biggest unobtainable-crush on one Miles Edgeworth-- who shows up to prosecute in a cravat every single day of his poor, desolate, miserable life --and think Detective Gumshoe is adorable. Plus, Phoenix/Miles is just so canon, not that I plan to pursue that... immediately. XD If you're an Ace Attorney fan and haven't done so, give me a shout-out so we can chat.
And that's that!
Love,
Popo
Back to business: Happy New Year, everyone! It's hard to believe that it's already 2008. I think my brain suffered some Y2K damage back when we swapped millenniums because I tend to use that as my point of reference on the time-line-of-life. 1998 still feels like two years ago, not ten! And how weird is it that I'll be 18 this month! I'm old. I'll have to start taking full responsibility for everything and get a job and be a grumpy, frazzled old-person. Wait... I'm already something of a grumpy old-person...! XD Just joking, maybe. And no offence to the over-twenty crowd that sometimes pops in for a quick read; clearly that's not my real opinion of you. If it was, I'd make a point of making you un-grumpy.
I was reading some embarrassing/lame/old/putrid journal entries of mine from a blog long since axed-- this is becoming a really bad habit --and I came across a term I haven't used in a long, long time.
Taylor-Tastic.
I think it's been a year since I last threw that word out in the open in normal conversation, and many months since I last typed it. ((I could be wrong. I could have used it last week and simply forgotten. XD )) It made me smile when I saw it crop-up in an old comment; I used to use it when I was elated or thought something was awesome. I think I'll use it now, in a sentence.
Life is so taylor-tastic!
Truly. If I could impart just one lesson to each and every person out there, I would remind people that life is a gift and it's up to you to unwrap it for the better. It might come as a surprise, but Kit was actually the person who inspired me to think this way. Two summers ago he sent me an email about how I was whiney and kept an atrociously morose blog that needed an attitude adjustment. At first, I cried. I really like that blog at the time. I also really liked him, and I had just failed my driver's test. XD I wanted nothing more than to jab him with safety-scissors, until I realized that he was right, my blog was crap-tastic and absolutely everything about it was glum and sad and grumbling.
Since then, I've made a strong effort to only dote on things that bring me joy, rather than things that bring me grief and sadness. Think about it; a diary is really just a series of reflections. If you only reflect on things that make you sad, it's going to affect your mindset. However, if you focus on the things that stimulate you with feelings of happiness and delight, it can only help you cope with the hardships each and everyone of us are bound to face. Preachy? Maybe a little, but try it some time. Try it for week. Each day, write about something that makes you happy and tell me if it doesn't make you smile. It will. :D
In other news, I sanitized my journal the other day in order to make way for the new year. Basically, I killed all my icons, did minimal house-cleaning on some of the entries and attempted to change my layout. 2/3 is nothing to complain about!
Nerd-gasm: I love Phoenix Wright with each passing minute. Seriously. I got the first game for Christmas but I was hooked way before I even held the cartridge in my hands. XD All I had to do was check out some of the characters and I knew straight away that it would be my sort of cast. XD
Naturally, I have the world's biggest unobtainable-crush on one Miles Edgeworth-- who shows up to prosecute in a cravat every single day of his poor, desolate, miserable life --and think Detective Gumshoe is adorable. Plus, Phoenix/Miles is just so canon, not that I plan to pursue that... immediately. XD If you're an Ace Attorney fan and haven't done so, give me a shout-out so we can chat.
And that's that!
Love,
Popo