So, today's [first?] topic is "being overdramatic."

I, one week ago, was being quite overdramatic. And here I am now, one week later, apologizing for the inconvenience it may have caused...anyone? [I just had a friend tell me the other day that reading about other people's rants about life was the "fun part," but...who knows.]
So, I sincerely apologize for making it seem like my world was coming to an end [if anyone felt that way at all].
Now in reality, I would've apologized the day I finally managed to get my facts straight, but life had gotten its claws on me again last week, and I haven't had the time to sit down and type away at a blog post until now. [Minus the past few hours that I spent watching dramas....]
But anyways, let's start there.

Get your facts right.

That's probably one of the top reasons (if not the top reason) why rumors start. Someone says something casual, someone else hears it and assumes, and it gets magnified to the next level until everyone knows and it's become this unstoppably mutated disease.

Don't make a big deal out of nothing.

No use freaking out about every little thing you hear. That'll just...start more rumors. First make sure you've got your facts right, then calmly begin to take your next step.


Haha, it's funny how it seems like I'm just ranting about myself now. But that's probably true in a sense. I don't think I used to be this crazy/OMG-you're-kidding-me,-right?...and last week kind of wasn't really a cool feeling. I felt like a drama queen, and well, I don't actually want to be a drama queen.
(Which makes me wonder, is ranting/venting/debating/whatever-you-want-to-call-it on a blog "drama queen"-y?)

So this is what they mean when they say there is no such thing as "perfection."

Maybe there's no balance between "being a drama queen" and "not being a drama queen." If you rant, you're a drama queen. If you don't rant, then you're not. Maybe it's just as simple as that? Like how there's no gray on the Yin Yang. Although it contains both black and white, and both 'halves' have a little bit of the other, but there is no in-between. You either are, or you are not.
As far as perfection goes, you're either a true OCD-like perfectionist, or you're not. No in-between there either, cause well, if you're not always a perfectionist, then that means you're technically not perfectionist-enough to be considered a "true perfectionist," and therefore, you are not.


Interesting, I think.



So at last, I've completed a long-overdue graphic request for Yanni (Sorry about that, but I'm glad that you liked it.)
I'm going to try to make an effort to make this into a graphic-profile of some sort for myself, but I'll start by uploading the one I finished for Yanni's "Complicated Life" and kind of...work my way backwards from there.
Poster for Yanni's "Complicated Life":

Reflection: I definitely need to work on my "cute" skills.



From: Silver
To: jtoasn
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Yeah, I guess that's the easiest thing to do; I guess I just got tired of ignoring and making it seem like she could make all my decisions for me because I "didn't care." If only I could 'not bother' with her life anymore than I already am...it's starting to seem to be that she likes to stress over other people's lives, seeing as how she is doing that already, and very obviously stressing about it.
Haha that made me laugh, the cupcake thing. Unfortunately, I think the whole world would go into chaos and hatred if I threw a cupcake at my cousin's face. Or even threatened to. Ha. My mom keeps telling me that there are some people in this world that you just kind of have to "let them do as they please." I guess she's just one of them. The good thing is, I'm not the one that's holding on to her [I don't think]. The bad thing is, [I think] she's holding onto me.
Haha, don't worry about spamming my cbox, I can't even begin to count how many times I've spammed yours already!


-End Note-
A completed blog post at last; that feeling's starting to come back again, the feeling that determines when I start ignoring my blog altogether. Usually, I start getting lazy to blog and type, and eventually that turns into blog-reject-mode. But maybe/hopefully it'll go away cause someone's actually reading. XD
It's actually great to have someone reading/commenting/cbox-spamming because that means I have to keep coming back and have this blog layout poking me in the face. Not that it's bad or anything, I think it's awesome. It's just that ever since I started going around blogger & such [what, six years ago?], I'd made it a goal to code/create my own blog layout. Now only if I could get anywhere closer to that goal...

Labels: Apologies, Dramatization, Graphics, Letters, Life