And It Keeps Gettin' Better

Christina Aguilera is one of my all time favourite singer and song writer. I believe she has a strong sense of self, she knows who she is, and she's comfortable in her own skin. I admire her passion for what she does, her love for music, and her desire to evolve, change, and mature as an individual. As an artist, she continues to set high standards for herself and push all musical limits. She's bold, outspoken, experimental, and fearless. I love her confidence, her personal style, and her overall presentation of who she is.

Marie Claire, February 2010:




(christina-crazy.net)

I roared and I rampaged and I got bloody satisfaction

When I was in my first and second year of university, I use to spend my weekends catching up on school work and sometimes attempting to get ahead. Now that I'm in my final year of studies, I realize how important it is to keep a balance lifestyle and not overwork myself. I find I do better when I make time for friends, leisure activities, and most importantly, sleep.

I spent the weekend doing nothing school related and it felt amazing. I was finally able to attend to things I've been meaning and wanting to do. The list includes: cooking, cleaning, laundry, dishes*, grocery shopping, and keeping in touch with those who are far away. But it's back to reality once tomorrow comes. Even though it seems like the hardest part of February is over, I still have a busy week ahead of me but it should be a little bit more manageable with less deadlines. I'm hoping I can get ahead on a few assignments and papers this week so that I'm not as swamped post-reading week**.

Did I mention I got my bangs cut? It was completely spontaneous, like all of my haircuts. It's not something I plan, so as soon as I get bored of my hair, I just have this incredible urge to cut it and I don't have the patience to wait. Although waiting has always proven to be a better idea than getting it cut with someone you don't know and don't trust. As a result, my bangs are now too short. If you'd like to see a picture, click here.

I also watched Kill Bill Vol. 1 this weekend with a friend. I haven't seen this movie in years*** so after watching it again for the first time in a long time, I was reminded of how frickin' good AMAZING this movie truly is. Beatrix Kiddo is so badass; it's no wonder I named my car after her ;)

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*I don't actually have time to wash my dishes everyday so I let it pile up until I run out of dishes. A little gross? Yes, I know. Please don't judge me while I'm in school and busy and broke.

**Reading week is also known as student-suicide-prevention-week. I'm certain someone was thinking of me when they came up with this brilliant idea. As per my last post about my kitchen table.

***Unlike my boyfriend, I only like to watch movies once with the exception of The Shawshank Redemption, Ratatouille, and Titanic. I also like to watch Friends and Sex and the City repeatedly.

"Revenge is a dish best served cold."

I Was A Dreamer

... before you went and let me down.

Picture Perfect Memories Scattered All Around The Floor

Reaching for the phone cause, I can't fight it any more.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.

For me it happens all the time.
-Lady Antebellum, Need You Now











(weheartit.com)

It's midterm season so I've been busy studying my life away. The workload never seems to end. Once you've completed an assignment, written an exam, or finished reading a chapter, there's always another assignment to do, an exam to study for, and a 100 more chapters to read. Sadly, my life will likely continue in this manner until the semester is over.

I'm stressed to say the least. I've been pouring all my time and energy into studying for this one exam that I haven't had time to accomplish anything else. I've managed to screw up my sleeping pattern so now it's back to late nights, early mornings, taking naps, and sleeping in. Somedays it's an earl grey tea with steamed milk and a shot of vanilla syrup but most days it's just a regular coffee with the usual double cream and double sugar. And when I'm not sifting through pages of notes and falling asleep on my textbooks, I'm watching the fourth season of The Office, listening to country music, watching youtube videos, and playing games on my iPhone.

I feel like my mind is bubbling with an overload of information and if I'm not thinking about primate taxonomy, I'm thinking about suicide*. I sometimes feel like my kitchen table looks like a crime scene. If I were to die today, you'd know exactly what provoked my death when you see all my notes, pens, highlighters, post-its, and textbooks. It's not a pretty sight and it's certainly reason enough to stab myself with a pen and hope that it would bring an end to all this stress and misery.

Now if you would excuse me, I have to get back to studying.

School is so overrated. Midterms should write themselves.

Your overdramatic and overachieving student,

Carrie

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*Not literally. I just have a sick sense of humour when I'm under a lot of pressure. Please don't take my writing too seriously.

Re: Snow White - yes, I did take these pictures myself.

Anchors Away

"Maybe our mistakes are what makes our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps if we never veered off course, we wouldn't fall in love, or have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change. So do cities. People come into our lives and people go. But it's comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart. And if you're lucky, a plane ride away." -SATC

The past never stays in the past, and it always finds a way back into the present. Whether it be a person or a haunting situation. Forgive and forget? I wish it were that simple. Perhaps forgive and accept, but some things are never forgotten. Time will temporarily numb the pain, change your point of view, screw up your morals−the list goes on; but time will never permanently erase those mistakes you made and the ones others made against you. Even if you believe yourself to be over something, once it comes up again and those past feelings start to reappear, the past becomes as real as the present moment.

"Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back.
Maybe you have to let go of who you are to become who you will be."

I believe our mistakes are what makes us who we are. They teach us lessons, they show us a bit of truth, and they sometimes change the course of our path. Sometimes we'll make the same mistakes over and over again before we actually learn our lesson. Sometimes we can't see the good in it and all we want is to undo our mistakes. Sometimes our mistakes will involve others, and when they do, everyone get hurts. Whatever the case may be, it happened and we can't take it back, regardless of how hard we try. It becomes a part of our past and sometimes all we can really do is let go.