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What if?

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What if you were told, you only have 1 hour left to live? Not a day. Not a week. Not a year. An hour. Here’s the catch, you can’t tell anyone you only have an hour left to live, you just have to keep going, and pretend you’re not going to die. I bet most of you would say spend it with your loved ones, or do something you enjoy. Wanna know what I would do? Watch as much Friends on Netflix as I could before I died. Why you may ask? Ask yourself this…why not? What in the world could you possibly accomplish in an hour? I guess 3 episodes of Friends, and all the junk food I could eat is my answer :p

Haha. Bet you guys thought I was serious! I was joking! If I really only had an hour, I’d spend it enjoying the little things, like the warmth of the sun on my cheeks, or the way my hair sticks to my forehead in the rain, or maybe the way the people I love laughed, or the sound of his voice. I would spend every 60 minutes enjoying the way the world turns on its axis, the way the wind blows the tall grass, making it dance. The way the trees smell. The enjoyment of watching the fluffy clouds roll across the skies. If I could do all of that in an hour, I would die happy 🙂

-Jay c:

P.S. Guys! Spam the hell out of this and get Glittr to get her lazy ass to write some blogs! I can’t maintain this myself! Sorry I don’t post as much as I want to, I try to do what I can! I’m thinking of maybe starting up a solo blog! Guys let me know if you’d be interested in “The Misadventures of Jay” or something cute like that. Now that won’t stop me from writing on here! I’ll still post on this blog maybe twice a month like I do now, but I wanna like, try something new 🙂 let me know what you guys think. I’m interested!

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What if Green Eggs and Ham Was About Weed? -Glittr

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So I go to thinking in my head, what if you replaced all of the words green eggs and ham with just the word weed? It would be about teen struggles of peer pressure and being pressured into smoking. Here’s how this story could have turned out…

I am Sam

I am Sam
Sam I am

That Sam-I-am
That Sam-I-am!
I do not like
that Sam-I-am

Do you like
marijuana?

I do not like it,
Sam-I-am.
I do not like
marijuana.

Would you like it
Here or there?

I would not like it
here or there.
I would not like it
anywhere.
I do not like
marijuana.
I do not like it,
Sam-I-am

Would you like it
in a house?
Would you like it
with a mouse?

I do not like it
in a house.
I do not like it
with a mouse.
I do not like it
here or there.
I do not like it
anywhere.
I do not like marijuana.
I do not like it, Sam-I-am.

Would you eat it
in a box?
Would you eat it
with a fox?

Not in a box.
Not with a fox.
Not in a house.
Not with a mouse.
I would not eat it here or there.
I would not eat it anywhere.
I would not eat marijuana.
I do not like it, Sam-I-am.

Would you? Could you?
in a car?
Eat it! Eat it!
Here it is.

I would not ,
could not,
in a car

You may like it.
You will see.
You may like it
in a tree?
d not in a tree.
I would not, could not in a tree.
Not in a car! You let me be.

I do not like it in a box.
I do not like it with a fox
I do not like it in a house
I do mot like it with a mouse
I do not like it here or there.
I do not like it anywhere.
I do not like marijuana.
I do not like it, Sam-I-am.

A train! A train!
A train! A train!
Could you, would you
on a train?

Not on a train! Not in a tree!
Not in a car! Sam! Let me be!
I would not, could not, in a box.
I could not, would not, with a fox.
I will not smoke it with a mouse
I will not smoke it in a house.
I will not smoke it here or there.
I will not smoke it anywhere.
I do not like it, Sam-I-am.

Say!
In the dark?
Here in the dark!
Would you, could you, in the dark?

I would not, could not,
in the dark.

Would you, could you,
in the rain?

I would not, could not, in the rain.
Not in the dark. Not on a train,
Not in a car, Not in a tree.
I do not like it, Sam, you see.
Not in a house. Not in a box.
Not with a mouse. Not with a fox.
I will not eat ot here or there.
I do not like it anywhere!

You do not like
marijuana?

I do not
like it,
Sam-I-am.

Could you, would you,
with a goat?

I would not,
could not.
with a goat!

Would you, could you,
on a boat?

I could not, would not, on a boat.
I will not, will not, with a goat.
I will not smoke it in the rain.
I will not smoke it on a train.
Not in the dark! Not in a tree!
Not in a car! You let me be!
I do not like it in a box.
I do not like it with a fox.
I will not smoke it in a house.
I do not like it with a mouse.
I do not like it here or there.
I do not like it ANYWHERE!

I do not like
marijuana!

I do not like it,
Sam-I-am.

You do not like it.
SO you say.
Try it! Try it!
And you may.
Try it and you may I say.

Sam!
If you will let me be,
I will try it.
You will see.

Say!
I like marijuana!
I do!! I like it, Sam-I-am!
And I would smoke it in a boat!
And I would smoke with a goat…
And I will smoke it in the rain.
And in the dark. And on a train.
And in a car. And in a tree.
It is so good so good you see!

So I will smoke it in a box.
And I will smoke it with a fox.
And I will smoke it in a house.
And I will smoke it with a mouse.
And I will smoke it here and there.
Say! I will smoke it ANYWHERE!

I do so like
marijuana!
Thank you!
Thank you,
Sam-I-am

Hope you liked it!

XOXO

Glittr

*Update*

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Okay, I just wanted to share with you, the name of my bong. A and I decided to pick a random word……her word was Random…..mine…………..Penis. So our bongs name…is Random Penis. Yeahh. We were high. And for all of the Whovians, I named my box of weed supplies, The Pandorica c:

-Jay c:

P.S. Hopefully we come up with a better name for the pipe we get lol.

A: hey, I like Random Penis.
Me: I bet you do…

Stress

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Okay guys, stress is a hard thing for a college student to deal with. You have 4 papers due in a week, finals in 2, and a major project about the molecular structure of a cell for biology due in 2 days. Sometimes it feels literally impossible to deal with. The lack of sleep starts to get to you, the fucking cup of coffee begins to become 5, you’re up all night trying your hardest to pull through the end of the semester, but that little voice in your head keeps telling you its impossible. That my friends is how I feel right now, except its only 3 weeks into the damn semester. I’m pretty much caught up on my work and stuff, homes not that bad right now even though my dad hounds me about finding a job every 5 minutes, the thing that’s stressing me out so much is getting into the university I want. I’m scared I won’t preform admirably, that I may not be smart enough for a university, that maybe I should just become a fucking nurse to save me my time and energy, but then I remember what’s important to me, my future. I want the satisfaction of opening up a newspaper and my article is there, the satisfaction of someday owning a blog where you know who I am, I want writing to be in my future so bad, but at what cost? That’s the fucking question I ask myself. Let me tell you something about myself, I don’t have dreams, I have goals. I aspire to reach it everyday, to climb my fucking mountain and reach the summit, and this is where I would insert some more deep heart renching metaphor’s you can relate with, but I think you get my point.

-Jay c:

P.S. Its always better to have goals than dreams, dreams are exactly what they are, a dream, untouchable, not real, a goal on the other hand, is something you’re currently working for. You don’t dream for first place in a wrestling match, you beat the best people to work your way to the top. A good way to deal with stress? Smoke a blunt or 2 on the weekends c;

Helpful Thursday: Take Chances, Make Mistakes, Get Messy! XD Glittr

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My very first “Helpful Thursday” post so here goes…

Ever wonder 100 years from now if you’re gonna be remembered? My advice to you: make a difference in the world, do something great. Be daring, be bold, try new things. You don’t wanna look back on life and think “I wish I would’ve done something with my life”. Life is so short,  live it well.

Don’t be afraid to mess up, because you probably will make some mistakes along the line, that’s what makes us human. I would rather screw up a few times than to play it safe all the time.

Go sky diving, ask out that cute boy that works at the mall, invent the cure for cancer, run for president. Do whatever you want to do and do it before it’s too late. Life is so precious and short, savor every moment.

Like Mrs. Frizzle always says “Take chances, make mistakes, get messy!”

Until next time lovelies,

XOXO

Glittr

Think About it Thursday: What Life Has to Hold

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So I decided to change my Thursdays yo something a little more deep. A lot of people don’t have the ability or the will to see life as a blank canvas. You hold the paint brush to your future so paint away! Use lots of color! Make it abstract! Make it retro! Make it as you please! The world is at your finger tips and the universe is your limit, so think beyond the stars! Find the possibilities beyond what society has to offer! Create your own happy ending! Be the one who always smiles! Remember, you are the author of your own book, the painter of your own portrait, the speaker of your own speech, and the decider of your own little world in your head.

-Jay c:

P.S. Here’s one of my favorite quotes:

“Don’t cry because its over, smile because it happened” -Dr. Seuss (He was pretty badass)

Control

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Alright, so this is a topic that’s been on my mind for a while……Parents.

So as I was graduating from high school, my dad had this weird thought (I was also getting ready to turn 18), that I happened to be his property. So as any parent he tried to reign me in on a fucking leash. Really? Trying to control your recently graduated/just turned 18 daughter? So as you can imagine, the odds were not in his favor. So he then started to tell me what I WAS going to study in college instead of what I SHOULD study in college. For a little while there, I was actually going to study nursing. I figured I would help people and yada yada yada. One day I had to go to the hospital with my mother, as soon as I walked through the doors of that hospital, I realized I can’t fucking do this? I’m not nurse material. I fucking HATE HOSPITALS! Their nothing but sadness and death coated in a layer of fake happiness. (no offence to those who work in the medical field, I appreciate you.) I dreaded the fact that I chose such a boring life choice, agreeing with my father and society and their views of what’s successful and what’s not. I decided to go with what I love, writing. I changed my major to journalism right before I started my spring semester (which happened to be my first semester, I took a break from school after high school) to this day, my father still doesn’t know that I changed it. Now how do you think I feel about that situation? Honestly, I found absolutely no fucks to give. Screw it. If he can’t see that I would be miserable my entire life doing something I’m not cut out for because of his pure lust to control my life, then FUCK IT! Now what should we take away from this story? Guys its okay to want a different path for your life than your parents might want. Sometimes you just have to think about yourself and what you want. Honestly, no one knows you better than yourself, you are holding the pen to your blank book. Others are just looking over your shoulders.

-Jay c: