Anti-Perfection

Long time no post... The reason why I haven't posted in a while is because of this battle with perfection.

Everything has to be perfect. And it's not me wanting everything to be perfect. I should be the one who wants everything to be perfect. It's everyone else, they all want me to be perfect.

Everyone is looking for perfect. Perfect grades, perfect writing, perfect scores, perfect dancing, perfect singing, perfect relationships, perfect skin, perft eyes, perfect voices, perfect CRAP.

When someone wants something "perfect," it truly bugs me. I actually HATE perfection. I know I am not perfect.

I do not have perfect grades. Confession: I got a C in Trig last year. Not perfect. Do I care? No.

I do not have perfect writing. Confession: There are probably a dozen typos in this blog post. Not perfect. Do I care? No. Not at all.

Never call me perfect. Never request perfection from me. I can give you "next to perfection," but I will not give you perfection. In fact, if you request perfection from me, I'll give you crap instead.

Because I hate perfection.

End of rant.

Wow.

People really upset me when they tell me that I'm perfect. I'm not, and I know that I'm not.

Then they get mad at me when I'm not perfect. I'm too angry, I'm too sad. Well, I warned you. I'm not perfect. No where near perfect.

I'm the biggest loser on the face of this planet.

Until next time...

Flowers Must be Watered.

This is a public service announcement. I would like to let you all know that if you do not water your flowers, they will die. On a regular basis, you should water you flowers. You should also, on occasion, fertilize your flowers and pull the weeds that are located in the bed of the garden. Why is this recommended? ...BECAUSE YOUR FLOWERS WILL DIE IF YOU DO NOT WATER THEM.

Please, do not blame your flowers if they die on you. If you are too busy to water your flowers, then you are taking a very big risk of your beautiful flowers dying. Flowers bring happiness. Dead flowers bring sadness. You do not want to be sad, now do you Reader?

Again, I repeat, DO NOT BLAME YOUR FLOWERS IF THEY DIE. It is no one's fault but your own. Many people actually blame their flowers for dying, when they really did not give a red cent about their poor flowers. Please, do not get mad at your flowers because they have died. You declined to water them in the heat of the day. You declined to pull the weeds in their garden beds. You declined to fertilize them. You declined to love them. 

Now, if your flowers have not died yet, please take the time to go water them. Love your flowers. They love you.

That is all.

Writer's Block

I have been having Writer's Block for two days now. I guess I used up my creativity on my last post... But I'm not giving up. I am blogging about the first object I see... And oh geez... It's Chef Boyardee: Beef Ravioli.

I am holding this object in my hands... Ravioli. Oh... mah... gah. I can't even fathom the thought of eating this crap. As a young child, I would eat this stupid brand of Ravioli, bananas, and canned peaches on a daily basis. DAILY. Every day for lunch, I would eat a bowl of Ravioli. And I had to eat it all, there was no way around that. Then, for "dessert", I would eat a banana and/or a bowl of canned peaches.

Little Meago + Month's supply of Ravioli = TORTURE.

It took me about five years to eat a banana again. It probably wasn't until recently I was able to eat canned peaches again. But still, it's been ten years since I had a can of Chef Boyardee Ravioli. I don't think I'll ever be able to eat that crap again. **

On another note... Who is this "Chef Boyardee"? Chef Boyardee, the jolly little Italian man on every can of Ravioli and crap you are fooled to eat as a kid, is actually named Ettore Boiardi. I guess I can see the resemblance in the names... Boyardee and Boiardi. Yeah, it totally makes sense.

But still, in researching this guy, I cannot find how he died. I always have to know how a famous dead dude died. It is just mandatory. I therefore hate this Ravioli more, because I have no idea how this guy died. Was it just old age? Was he abducted by aliens? The world may never know!

I found evidence that my theory is correct. BOOYAH.

**Disclaimer: Unless my auntie in New Jersey has some of that Spinach Ravioli. That stuff was good. But no one else is allowed to feed that stuff to me. Just her.

My memory is lost!

A scientific image of what my cranium looks like. 

I have a confession. I have a horrible memory.

I mean, everybody forgets where they put their phone. Everybody will forget to pay a bill. Everybody will forget the names of people they just met.

But, my friends, I have a very unique history of forgetting the names of my favorite movies. And I will admit, at one time, I forgot John Travolta's name.

Say whaa? 

Sometimes, my lack of short term memory is kind of scary. I often forget where I ate at the night before, what I ate, and even sometimes...

...What I blogged about the night before!!! =O

To be honest, my memory loss isn't as scary as it is hilarious. What fun would it be if you didn't try to put your cell phone in the freezer every once in a while and tried to connect your sandwich to your cellphone charger? Exactly.

No wonder my phone hates me... 

Now that I think of it, my phone could be the reason I have such a terrible memory. Or it could be the fact that I lost about 30,000 brain cells from watching Billy Madison last night. (No offense to any fans of the movie. Haha.)

Well, I hope I remember about this post tomorrow morning. Until then, have a happy Thursday everyone!! ♥

Mistake #4,382: Taking Spanish Online

Everybody makes mistakes. Especially me, dude. If I had a dollar for every mistake I made, I would not be hunting for scholarships every single day so I can pay for my upcoming college tuition.

But, I make mistakes without pay. Boo-hoo.

Anyway, one of the biggest mistakes I've ever made...

FLVS: By far, one of the biggest mistakes I've made.

Now, don't get me wrong. Florida Virtual School can be a great thing if you have no life, like spending your extra time doing more school work, and/or don't have a procrastinating bone in your body.

But, you see my lovely readers, I do have a life. I do not like spending my extra time doing even more school work than I already had. And further more, I am a huge procrastinator. It took me five hours to finish writing this post, because I am easily distracted.

But anyway, right now, at this moment, I should be working on FLVS Spanish. In all honesty, it's not that hard. I live with two fluent Spanish speakers (my father and grandmother), so I have help whenever I need it. But it takes time, and lots of it.

And in angst of trying to get this module done, this... is me:

Do I haaave to do FLVS? Ugh, fine. 

Have a happy remainder of your Monday! As for me?

Florida Heat

All winter, I was praying for the summer. "Yeah, I want to wear my bikini. I want to run around in the sun! It's too cold!!!"

Now, I'm praying for the winter again. The Florida heat is just terrible here. I tried to go shopping at a local boardwalk, and I couldn't buy anything! I couldn't buy anything, people! It was just too hot!! :(

But, if I had the energy, I would go jump in the ocean right now. But I'm too lazy. And, I'm enjoying the air conditioning. :)