Monthly Archive for February, 2008

Vices

In the course of how these things go (never done one before) and I hate being a party-pooper, so in attempt I will try to do this:

I was tagged by Aisling (not of my own free will, but thats how it goes right?).

  1. List five vices you have, with a description if you want to.
  2. Tag five bloggers for this meme.
  3. Link back to the blogger who tagged you, and this post if you want to be nice!

I already did number 3, now onto number 1. This is actually quite easy! Alrighty 5 vices (btw I had to look this up):

Stubbornness & Ingnorance
I am sometimes stubborn as a nail for things that I’m passionate about and things that I think are morally wrong. I don’t have a really big sense of justice in me, but I really like to set things right (refer to the next paragraph). In a way, I’m sorta rooting for the world, maybe today’s generation isn’t doomed.

Perfection
I’m 100% nit-picky and I just need to have things in order, in some way. I’m not exactly a neat-freak nor do I have OCD. I just hate not knowing where things are, losing things just freak me out. I don’t like leaving things out or things that are uneven either.

Regret & Tactlessness & Rashness
For some odd reason, I don’t think about the inconsiderate things I do until after I do them (its not like I do this often), but I seem to regret a lot of the stupid things I do. I envy people who live without a care in the world; without care of their actions. Usually the things I do that I end up regretting are in the spur of the moment.

Procrastination
I’m a procrastinator at heart, and that sad thing is, that it probably won’t change (don’t get me wrong, I’m not proud of this fact). But these are one of those things that I will never articulate a reason for or understand in the slightest. Though from Snark, I hear its pretty popular among these blocks.

Judgement
For my attempt at a New Year’s Resolution, I failed miserably at being un-judgmental. On a topic on judging people about how they look, this was my reply and attempt to sorta justify judgement:

We all do, even if our intentions aren’t to. It’s inevitable. Us, judging people, are like precautionary instincts.

Regardless, is judging people really that bad? Our instincts/tactics don’t cloud our impression of a person that much, that we don’t actually give them a chance. It’s just a first impression, people never live up to standards anyways. To judge or not to judge?

If you hate me after you read this, take me back? :cry: I’m truly not only these traits, I’m really not that bad (I just listed all the bad things about me, if I listed all the good ones, than the good would outweigh all the bad ones). :)

I tag the following: Kaylee, Amber, Jess, Ellie, and Rilla.

Future Ambitions

In the spirit of making lists, I present you with ‘Future Ambitions’, or things that I want to do in the future, but will probably never do.

  • Run a food blog.
  • Make pancakes and waffles.
  • Tour all of Europe.
  • Learn to properly pixel (and make replacement WP smilies).
  • Grow plants/garden.
  • Re-learn Chinese (I don’t really want to do this, but I feel I should?).
  • Face fear of fire (stove & oven) and heights.
  • Buy/raise a pet.
  • Meet a celebrity.
  • Inspire somebody.

PS. Totally random, but my sister who is how learning to drive, has a teacher who recommends to practice in the cemetery (wtf?, morbid).

Ladybugs

9/21/08: God I hate ladybugs.

Note: This page used to contain a real entry about ladybugs and cafes and George, but it was so retarded, that I scrapped it all. :D

Open Letter

Dear Inspiration,

In the midst of writing stories (for school), sketching up a new layout (my first try went down the rabbit hole), reading, procrastinating about random things, and summing up decent and whole-hearted comments, I find myself in stuck in between life, the WWW, and fiction. I’ve just been distracted lately, and amongst all these things I am in a rut. :(

To think I can’t find a thing to write about is simply sad. The thing of question, where has my inspiration gone (where are you now1)? My brain is mush of insipid thoughts: “as I’m swimming through the stereo, I’m writing you a symphony of sound1” I have felt lost without you.

I miss you, come back soon?

Missing You More Everyday,
Tiffany

1 lyrics from The Mixed Tape by Jack’s Mannequin