love love love :)

Happy Valentine’s Day! Over the years I have learned that just because you’re single, doesn’t mean you aren’t loved. So today, you are my valentine :)

I totally agree, and I think Lauren gave a seriously bad image of fat people. Yeah she was strong and confindent and blah blah blah, but she also portrayed soo many negative stereotypes. We don’t all demand payment in candies, in fact I hate candy! So many things irritated me about her character, which is sad because Ashley Fink, who portrays her, is amazing and funny. I wish they would have modeled the character after Fink herself instead of some idea that will fail at combating stereotypes.

(Source: gleekconfessions)

My running shoes are literally less than an arms length away. It would take less than 5 minutes to grab them, put them on and lace them up. But I can’t find any motivation at all today! I’ve tried the whole “envision where you want to be and go for it” thing, but today I am only envisioning myself warm in bed, snuggling with my puppy. Sometimes living in Wisconsin sucks. The long cold winters aren’t exactly great for motivation to run or work out. So instead of writing one of my college papers (I know, the motivation is severely lacking in multiple catagories today), I have been looking up additional ways to motivate yourself.

One website says to look at pictures of models, because that will make you want to look like them. When I look at pictures of models, I just want to become anorexic.

Fitting into new clothes, feeling better, losing weight, stress relief, motivational quotes. These are all great, but everyone is looking for instant gratification (I know I am) and these things all take time.

Tell people one of your goals. Okay, this I can do. I am training to run a 5k. There I said it, and now I expect anyone reading this to hold me accountable (If anyone is reading this!). This is a great motivator I guess, but it relies on other people way to much! I need to be able to hold myself accountable!

I am very competitive, and that is usually a great motivator for me. I like to get updates on my close friends, and if they are doing better than I am, I have this drive to correct that. I know it’s not really all that healthy, and that it could potentially destroy relationships, but it has worked for me. Even at the gym, I always try to go longer or faster than people near me. Believe me when I say, I am not recommending that you get super competitive, but a healthy douse of competition is always good.

Nothing is working for me today. Maybe my body is just tired, or I need a day to relax. I guess if no motivational technique is working, maybe you should just take the day off. Then get back to the routine the next day with the motivation that you skipped a day and have to make up for it. Any other techniques?  

Somehow I just stumbled upon this! It is apparently a poem written by MGG. The last stanza totally tugged at my heart strings. I mean isn’t that what every girl dreams for in a guy? (FYI The Muppets Christmas Carol is hands down the greatest movie of all time)

must love decorating for holidays
mischief
kissing in cars
and wind chimes

no specific height
weight
hair color
or political affiliation required
but would prefer a warm spirited non racist

cynics
critics
pessimists
and “stick in the muds” need not apply

voluptuous figures a plus

any similarity in look, mind set, or fashion sense to
mary poppins
claire huxtable
snow white
or elvira wholeheartedly welcomed

i am dubious of actresses, fellons and lesbians
but dont want to rule them out entirely

must be tolerant of whistling
tickle torture
james taylor
and sleeping late

i have a slight limp
eerily soft hands
and a preternatural love of autumn

i once misinterpreted being called a coal-eyed dandy as a compliment
when it was intended as an insult

i wiggle my feet in my sleep
am scared of the dark
and think the Muppets Christmas Carol is one of the greatest films of
all time

all i want is
butterfly kisses in the morning
peanut butter sandwiches shaped like a heart
and to make you smile until it hurts

gublernation:

my grandpa in 1934 (physicist/pilot/astronomer/visionaire) I’m proud of my forefathers the way most people are proud of their kids

 Matthew Gray Gubler’s grandpa is totally hot. I see where he gets it from :P

merlintrollsecrets:

Submitted by poisonbug

 I seriously couldn’t stop laughing :)

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I am most definately the jealous type. If you’re prettier (which you are), thinner, more fun and charismatic, it drives me crazy. The guy I like prefers to hang out with you rather than me? Better sleep with one eye open. But seriously I would never hurt someone out of jealousy. I just keep it bottled up inside until one day my rage explodes on an innocent bystander. I try to brush it off, but I care about things too much. Sometimes I wish I didn’t, that I could just walk away from something without a care in the world. But I guess it is good that I’m the way I am. I would rather love someone that would give you the moon and the stars.  I’m not really sure why I started this rant.  Maybe I was just feeling insecure about myself as usual and reflecting on my lonely and uninteresting life.  Maybe I was thinking of a boy, and how that boy will never ever think of me.  It’s times like these I wish I had the ability to brush it off and move on.  It’s times like these that I hate pasting on a fake smile, while inside I’m screaming and dying.

Don’t ever outgrow the little things
the world just gives away,
The free fresh air and sunshine,
And the games that robins play.
 
Don’t ever outgrow the magic
of a puddle in the rain,
the splash one little puddle makes,
the joy rainbows contain.
 
Don’t ever outgrow big shady trees
with shadows twice their size,
And the wonder of a perfect moon,
That captivates the eye.
 
Don’t ever outgrow the tender heart
that loves the things it sees,
And brings to all that’s beautiful
in treasured memories.
-Authour unknown

Isn’t it peculiar how at the end of the day, the month, year, decade, at the end of one’s life, we never remember the “important” things.  We never remember how much money we spent or how many countries we visited.  We never remember what we actually learned in high school and college.  Instead, we remember dancing in the rain and laughing until our stomachs were sore.  We remember the stupidest little inside jokes, and the beauty of it all.  We remember the little things. So don’t take them for granted, take nothing for granted. After all, the little things really are the big things in life.

Your past life diagnosis:

http://www.thebigview.com/pastlife/index.html

I don’t know how you feel about it, but you were male in your last earthly incarnation.You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Ireland around the year 425. Your profession was that of a seaman, cook or carpenter.

Your brief psychological profile in your past life:
Bohemian personality, mysterious, highly gifted, capable to understand ancient books. With a magician’s abilities, you could have been a servant of dark forces.

The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:
Your task is to learn, to love and to trust the universe. You are bound to think, study, reflect, and to develop inner wisdom.

Do you remember now?

Is it weird that I do?

(I don’t remember being a man though)

I’m new at this, but hey I do like to rant on about nothing. Maybe someone somewhere is listening, and they feel the same.