Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Hott Pluto

My brothers' most recent blog post; Space: The End of the Shuttle, intrigued me to write about Pluto, which I was oddly enough reading about today on my lunch break before I read my brothers' blog.

DWARF PLANET- Something in space that has 2 of the 3 characteristics of a planet.

Did you know there is an actual definition of what a planet is? There has to be since there are only 8 of them. Meaning that Pluto isn't the 9th. It's actually one of the few known dwarf planets. Can you fathom negative 200 degrees or more? Click here to read about Resolution 5a which outlines what a planet is, just for a background. Anyways, it's all a mystery and I love that it changes and we learn new things and that this suggests that there is room for finding things we don't currently know. On the other hand, it makes me extremely sad for wasting all of 20 minutes making that paper mache replica as the 9th planet in 5th grade....

Ok on to my apologies. I work 40 hours a week plus the 10 hours I spend driving to and from work a week. I go to class about 7 hours a week. I have homework and housework on top of that. I like to sleep 7-8 hrs a nights = 49-56 hrs a week. You'd say, well Berea you have 40 more hours for activities. HARDLY. I get tired. Don't be too shocked. My point is; I apologize for seeming to fall off the face of Milwaukee this summer. I almost feel like I'm letting people down by not being the normal Berea. Change is hard and I'm still adjusting too. Just bear with me. Hence why I never blog anymore.

BTW; two weeks today 'til my 21st. Last special birthday....:'(

Oh and by the way, I LOVE THIS WEATHER. I sit in my car after being in the sun 9 hours, the temperature well over 100, and smile. What makes me sad isn't the sweat that soon covers my back, or my hands grasping the overwhelmingly hot steering wheel, but the thought that in a few short weeks, I will once again have to get used to the cold and snow for months on end.

Muddle on that.

Friday, July 8, 2011


Why do I have so many? Why do I express them so much? Why do I wear my feelings on my sleeve?

But seriously. My emotions depend SO much on the people around me. Why? I don’t know.

If people around me are angry, upset, sad, I find it really hard not to be like that, but I don’t realize I’m doing it always. I’m partially terrified of making the situation worse. I don’t want to say something that will make the person more angry, upset, or sad.

I’m not selfish with my emotions. Interpret that how you want.

It’s hard for me to have the mindset that I’m out for my own good. I care a lot about the feelings of those around me.

I don’t like being told that what I have is “crap”. I don’t like being told my car is old and not perfect, I know that, but you saying it belittles me. I don’t like you saying that my iPhone sucks, because I’m proud of it, I like it, and it works AWESOME for me, which is all that matters. I hate people saying anything about my family. No family is perfect, but I love them and you have no right judging the few people that know me best. Please don’t make fun of my clothes. I don’t WANT to look like everyone else so when I step out of my comfort zone and try something new, don’t tell me it’s ugly or weird. I’m self conscious enough without someone laughing at my pink shoes. Jealous you can’t pull it off or what?

This post comes with some animosity and I apologize. It’s been a rough week.

So, I’m one of those people that can’t drive with people in the car. I can listen to the radio, I’ve changed clothes while driving before, I have eaten while driving, and numerous other things, but having people in my car is the worst distraction ever. I can’t parallel park with someone in the car, I can barely drive down the street straight. I don’t know why. No idea, but as of lately, I hate it.

Ugh, I’m just ready for this week to be over. Fourth of July kind of messed it up. The long weekend really didn’t make the week seem shorter.

This week at work was less productive than I would have liked. But that’s my own standard. I got done what I needed, but it was more or less busy work, which doesn’t show immediate results. Still exciting, and I still love my job a lot.

My hair is getting so long and annoying. But I think I have a fear of hair cuts. No idea why or where it came from, but I always find every reason to avoid getting it cut. Ugh….

#nowplaying- #Symphonies #DanBlack

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

July 2011

Hello all,

My summer is yet again like any other I've had thus far in my life. My second full summer away from my parents house.
My childhood summers consisted of summer camps, outdoor activities, 2 week long family vacations, sun, and water. High school I had part time jobs but mostly enjoying the extended sunlight and company of my friends. Last summer was a release from being under my parents roof the first 18 years of my life. Probably the most exciting summer because I didn't have a full time job holding me back from making random road trips or sleeping in until noon then laying on the beach or playing volleyball every day. Oh and not having parents knowing when I was coming home. It sounds like I was lazy and immature but honestly, I'm glad I had at least one summer of that. I fear it might have been the last.
This summer is just as good in the exact opposite way possible. Working 40 hour weeks, not seeing sun. Relaxing when I get time. No vacations because I don't want to miss work. Hearing about my crazy friends adventures and not being there to share the story. It might sound like I'm depressed and of course I miss those things, but I'm honestly in a great place mentally. I feel like my work is useful and I don't get belittled. I obviously enjoy it as well. I work with awesome people at an awesome company. Enough said.

I had a good 4th of July weekend including a pool, the beach, 2 firework shows, my personal firework show, too much food, BBQ's, and close friends.

I would also like to say the ONE month countdown has begun to my birthday. Twenty-first. No big deal....28 days to be exact. Weird. Really weird.

I would also like to say this summer has aloud no time whatsoever for physical activity. The little energy I have is spent playing soccer 2 hours a week. So pathetic. I don't know how my brother does it and it makes me sick. My body makes me sick right now. No beach volleyball, no runs, no workouts. I don't have a bike. My roller blades need a new brake which seems impossible to find to replace. I've been complaining about my weight, but I don't do anything about it. It's hard when I have no energy and running after dark is just not an option in this city. I like sports because it's less like working out and more fun...

Well this short week has me quite motivated. Tomorrow's already Wednesday and tonight ended my first term summer class! :) Night!

Friday, July 1, 2011



What gives you satisfaction? What makes you content?

Unlimited amounts of cheese variety at the grocery store? No traffic? An open register at the store? Fresh cleaned sheets? No homework? Nice weather? No plans? Or having plans? A meal you don't over-indulge in? Getting pampered? A blue sky? Money?

Have you ever thought about it?

What makes you not content? What makes you crabby or frustrated? Not having a selection of cheese at the store? Waiting in line? Being sweaty? Having homework? Not getting an expected call? Not having money?

Have you ever used the excuse "I had a bad day, this is the last thing I wanted?" Was that person supposed to know you had a bad day or what to do to make it better?

Deep breath.

It's Friday. Summerfest is at full force here in Milwaukee. We wait all year for the Summerfest grounds to be buzzing with all sorts of people, music, and festivities, yet when it's here I find myself annoyed and somewhat bothered of the immature tourists. I've gone to Summerfest the past 5 years I'd say, but this year has me somewhat turned off. I work during the week and don't feel like staying out that late to see a band I somewhat like, spending $15 for a few hours, dealing with drunks, etc. I'm still going to go this weekend most likely because I live so close and it's something that is so widely talked about.

How do you define bragging? What's the difference between showing off and sharing excitement? I think showing off and bragging is when you talk about something over and over to everyone around you. Excitement is telling your friends and family who care about you. Bragging is showing off to someone who couldn't accomplish what you did. Purposely or unintentionally hurting someones feelings because of something they couldn't do or get. Think. Just think. Look at it from their eyes. Harder than it sounds huh?

Happy Friday everyone have a fun/safe long weekend!

The shadows in the window give me a fake impression you're here. You only come with the sun and leave as it falls. My impatience lingers but it's only for the moment. The sounds are not noises, they're music.