Gay Fan Fiction and My Lonesome Life

Well, Hello. 

              I know I haven't written in a great deal of time and that because I have so much course work and not really its because I'm a lazy fuck. I really do like to write and share my life and my vast experiences with whoever has the desire to take five minutes out of their life to read my complaints, I thank you. 

              I wanted to talk about a lot of things today, starting with changes. It's a relatively scary thing, they can be unnoticed or a major slap in the face. For example, I had a best friend from 2 until i was about 13-14. We were true as blue, but we just grew apart because we went to different middle school and now different high schools. It's a shit thing but it happens! Another example because I am just full of them today. When you get addicted to something, you don't notice you're changing but the people around you do, you may stop hanging around them because they're just acting fucking insane and you are defiantly not addicted and you can stop whenever! We all know what I'm talking about, gay fan fiction. 

           Another thing I wanted to talk about is a little more on the serious note. I just want to get it out there and say I'm not a happy person in general. Yes, I laugh and socialize and do all the some what norm human interactions. I do have depression and I suffer from body issues which led to me having bulimia, I'm still working on controlling it. Another thing is I'm a closeted bisexual, i'll do a different thing on this. My parents aren't the most friendly to homosexuality, it's not like they hate people who like the same gender it just makes them uncomfortable and they think it's unnatural. They're pretty old fashion and I can't really blame them they were raised to hate people who loved they same gender. Although it is fucking 2013 (almost '14 ((crazy!!))) like come on. 

            I've got to do another record thing, because my music taste has changed yet once again. (oh fuck, I forgot to tell you guys I applied to two places, a church which is really awkward since I'm Atheist, and to Starbucks #whitegurl. I really hope I get them!!) It's like 11:30pm and tomorrow is my first day back from Thanksgiving break, I gained 5 pounds, greeeat. Anyways I hope whoever is reading this had a fab Thanksgiving and is currently having a happy and content life! oh and my dog died btw.

-M.I.A

Record Player No. 1

I love music.

The amazing thing about music is that it bonds people together. It can give you something to talk about with that girl/guy you like, it's a beautiful thing. It can cause a national movement or cause a break-up, and the cool thing is It has been doing this for forever. I honestly don't think I can go a day without listening to my favorite song. Music (sadly) expresses my emotions better than I do. So, what I was thinking I would do, because I want to share what music i've been obsessing over is start this new segment called "Record Player". I think this will be a recurring thing about every two weeks because I get sick of songs easily. I'll also put in new apps for listening to music for free because i'm cheap as fuck. 

This month i've been really liking the app ITube, it's basically youtube but when you watch a video it caches, which means you can watch the video without the use of internet. I really love this app, and its free! Of course, the other app i've been loving is my baby, Pandora. Pandora is wonderful -well- was wonderful, you can only listen to 60 (correct me if i'm wrong) hours of music in a month, if you exceed the limit you'll have to pay 99 cents for the rest of the month. It take me three days to exceed the limit. 

Like I said above, I go through music insanely fast. Its saddening  but it means I always have new artists to listen to. If you were wondering what style I like, it's everything but country. When I say everything it means rap, hip-hop, indie, pop (not my favorite but some songs are catchy, shitty but catchy), and classical. I listen to classical when I write my essays for school, it really helps I promise. (actually I think i'm going to do some school study/organizational/social tips soon, stay tuned for that).  My favorite songs right now are (they're all linked so you can just click on them and have a listen)

1. Love Will Tear Us Apart By Joy Division 

2. I've Got You Babe By Bahamas  

3. Stop The World I Want to Get Off With You By Arctic Monkeys

4. Break The Silence By The Dig 

5. The One That Got Away By The Civil Wars

6. Right Words By Katie Sky

7. Same Way By Mod Sun

8. Come A Little Closer By Cage The Elephant

9. Dust To Dust By The Civil Wars

10. Here We Are By Patrick Park

11. Chocolate By 1975

Enjoy!

-M.I.A

A Love-Hate Relationship

           

          Running is a Bitch

       I just now got back from my daily run and it makes me think, I wish I loved to run or even liked it. I really wish I was a person who wakes up just as the sun is about to arise, slide on their runners and head out the door for a 5k. I really do, but I absolutely hate running. It's a horrid thing, yet so perfect. I envy people who can so easily run 5-10 miles and look like a pro doing so. Some people are born with a natural stride (and those are the ones we non-naturals want to avoid),  you can always pick naturals out from the non-natural.The people with the natural stride are the ones who look peaceful and they make it look way too easy, and I mean way too easy. They make me want to run for miles and come back refreshed and looking forward to the day, but in reality I die just after 5 minutes and I want to shoot myself in the face. I will personally name myself as a non-natural runner, it's a terrible life for non-naturals, let me explain how.    

Firstly, let me tell you how I run. From personal experience and people watching at the local park this is a thing, a major thing. I am not the only one doing this thing. I'm going to be completely honest here and say if you run next to me I will end up punching you in the face, on accident of course. I swing my arms, yes, lock me away I am a terrible human. When I say I swing my arms I mean I swing my arms, allot of people don't fully understand. It's a relatively hard thing to describe over the internet so i'll try my best. Remember when you were younger and you would imitate the superhero Flash running by moving your arms back in forth? Yeah it's something like that. Another example is from the show Friends, the episode where Rachel and Phoebe go on runs together until Rachel finds out how obnoxious Phoebe runs. I'm like that but tone it down about two notches. I try to stop, believe me, but it makes me feel like i'm going a million miles per hour and its a real cool feeling. Quoting Miley Cyrus, I cannot be tamed. 

Gym class. It is truly the worst place ever, it is there to either humiliate or praise you. There are usually three main categories that people slide into. The jocks, the blatantly obvious non-athletic people, and the people who get out of everything. The jocks always have a great time, with their bodies built like greek goddesses, running a mile in 4:50 (some kid actually did this I don't know if this is rare, but color me impressed) and prizewinning hair. Its hard not to drool over them, but they sometimes forget its actually gym class and not nationals. Then there are the blatantly obvious non-athletic people, aka me. We try to not look like we're trying so hard we could cry blood. Some of us are just really lazy, overweight, or just have a "lolfuckthisshit" attitude, aka me. We are the ones that the jocks hate, in soccer we are the ones who let the ball roll by even though I could have totally gotten that. We are the ones who come in last for running the mile (actually I wasn't last this year I got 7 minutes which is 'eh' compared to what I can run now, 5 minutes). Last but not least, and personally my favorite, the people who can literally get out of anything. I loathe these people, and not for the reason you might suspect. I can't lie to teachers for some reason, they see right through me, so when I see one of these people walking out the door with a pink slip I cry inside. Luckily for me I have friends that can lie to teachers and thats why I love them. 

The title says "A Love-Hate Relationship" and now you're probably thinking "Well MIA, I haven't read anything about you loving running?" ah yes, I really do enjoy running no matter how much I say I hate it. I helps me relieve my emotions from the day, which I need else I explode. Running relaxes my muscles, I think about life's unanswered questions, sometimes I even forget i'm running. I really think all people should learn to run. Yes I say "learn", why? because it doesn't come easy, the breathing techniques, strides, pace, it all takes practice just like anything else. I really didn't expect to write such a long post but It happens, to anyone who actually read this until the end thank you! x

-M.I.A