Day 1 of no facebook was a huge tremendous SUCCESS! There were yes, many times i wanted to just log on, but i controlled myself, wanting to loosen my grip on the technological world. So i did other things yesterday, I ended up going to the photoshoot with my brother, and guess what? The boss of the photographer, LOVED me! So she had him take photos of me too, which was really neat. So i did that, and then I watched the Princess and the Frog for the first time. After i went to my room and got a text from two of my friends, asking if i wanted to hang out. Which was fun, we went to Five Guys, and Wal-Mart--where i bought a coloring book and puzzle! Two things to do if i get bored.
But i still have plenty to do today, like working for my dad (hopefully) and also singing lessons around 1:20. With my schedule occupied again, i should have no trouble ignoring Facebook for another day. Tomorrow i'm going to end up getting on for a little bit, i'm meeting someone Saturday so i need to give him my address, i'll check everything and then log off and do chores. Sounds good eh?
In other news, something I regrettbly use as a teenager is Limewire . . . but as of today, limewire has been court ordered to not distribute files anymore. *GASP* I was really surprised when this morning i went on, and discovered that limewire was killed. Its pretty sad, don't know what to do. I'm not a real big music buyer. I like diversity in music, and its expensive to buy a lot of the new stuff. I need to get rich.
Anyways, check out the article here---http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-1324487/LimeWire-shut-Victory-record-industry-U-S-court-closes-file-sharing-site.html
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
No Facebook: Day 1
I'm starting to feel the withdraws already, the "oh this would be a great status post," and the "I wonder what everyones up to?" Don't you just hate being addicted to something?
I need to be careful, or I'm going to sign on without thinking about it. Funny how i did that in my dream last night. So instead i need to focus on other things today, for one my brother is going out around 3 to Old Town for a photoshoot by Vizio. I'm going with him, mostly so i can get lucky and have someone take my photo and pay me $100. I can dream can't I? So this involves trying to figure out what a good urban edgy look is. I've kind of got an idea, but we'll see how it plays out. I don't have many patterns and colors in my wardrobe.
Other than that, i have house episodes being recorded all day. Can you say I just died and went to Heaven? Then there's finishing my book, working on dads paperwork so i can get paid . . . I should clean, eat and also practice driving if possible. With all that, who needs facebook? I need to keep telling myself this in order to get away from it.
Currently resisting the urge to log on, I think i should put House on or something.
Yeah, sounds good. Maybe bring a notepad? Write . . . day dream, read my book . . .Okay! I have a plan.
I need to be careful, or I'm going to sign on without thinking about it. Funny how i did that in my dream last night. So instead i need to focus on other things today, for one my brother is going out around 3 to Old Town for a photoshoot by Vizio. I'm going with him, mostly so i can get lucky and have someone take my photo and pay me $100. I can dream can't I? So this involves trying to figure out what a good urban edgy look is. I've kind of got an idea, but we'll see how it plays out. I don't have many patterns and colors in my wardrobe.
Other than that, i have house episodes being recorded all day. Can you say I just died and went to Heaven? Then there's finishing my book, working on dads paperwork so i can get paid . . . I should clean, eat and also practice driving if possible. With all that, who needs facebook? I need to keep telling myself this in order to get away from it.
Currently resisting the urge to log on, I think i should put House on or something.
Yeah, sounds good. Maybe bring a notepad? Write . . . day dream, read my book . . .Okay! I have a plan.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Facebook: Deactivate or try to ignore?
Facebook is one of the worst addictions in the world! To think of all the people that sit idle on facebook, logged on picking their noses and waiting for something interesting to happen. Does anything interesting ever occur? Not really, maybe you get a notification or two, or five or what not. Still, its such a waste of time--and as the days wane on, i realize this and hate my self more. I hate being addicted to things, its like a drug . . . I'm already addicted to coffee, why add something else!?
So I'm going to abstain as hard as I can, hopefully blogging will help me. I'll think of other things to do as well, i have to sort out papers for my dad, thats one thing. Maybe i should try writing a novel, or figuring out how to design my room . . . or looking for a job. All sorts of stuff to do besides logging in and out, right?
Right. This will be easy as pie, as easy as tying my shoes...or baby sitting kids. The last one sounds about right, pulling out hair is bound to happen every few hours.
So I'm going to abstain as hard as I can, hopefully blogging will help me. I'll think of other things to do as well, i have to sort out papers for my dad, thats one thing. Maybe i should try writing a novel, or figuring out how to design my room . . . or looking for a job. All sorts of stuff to do besides logging in and out, right?
Right. This will be easy as pie, as easy as tying my shoes...or baby sitting kids. The last one sounds about right, pulling out hair is bound to happen every few hours.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Beauty isn't about looks, but about what's inside.
I recently had a guy who kept insulting me, he told me that i wasn't as attractive as I thought--yet i thought i was better than every guy who wanted me, and yet i liked an ugly stupid guy. He also told me i had no personality and i was a gray person, and when he said this it hurt. Was it true? I guess it hurts because that's always an insecurity of mine, but not the looks--the personality. Sometimes I fear that my personality is bad, because my friends aren't around or because I know that guys are only talking to me, to get in my pants. And that's another thing, this guy (we'll call him Mr. Meany) kept saying i was unattractive, even when he admitted that guys were commenting on my pictures telling me I'm hot.
But that's not why i wrote this, one of the things that angered me was his comment about how i thought every guy around me, was beneath me, and yet i picked an ugly stupid guy to love. Seems a bit ironic, don't you think? If i was really as conceited and bad as he thought, why did i like a guy who was probably more beneath me?
My reason for not liking a lot of guys is simple, and it has nothing to do with looks but more about what i like on the inside. There's been good looking guys who've liked me, and guys who weren't that have liked me--and i've rejected most of them. Its not because of what's on the outside, but its because i don't like their insides. Mr. Meany mentioned somebody I liked, and the reason i liked this guy had nothing to do with his looks, he wasn't the biggest looker . . . but he had personality, and a mind that was highly attractive.
Does that really make a girl conceited? Is it bad that I reject guys because of reasons only i know? Or my heart? I wish i could have told Mr. Meany this, that he's wrong. That the reason i didn't like all the other guys, wasn't because i felt over them--but because they just weren't who I'm looking for. I'm not looking to go around having boyfriend after boyfriend, i want something real. I want a guy to be proud of, and i think a little bit of that comes from liking somebody already. Somebody that meant a lot to me, and because of that--i want it again. But i want it to be real, and somebody who really is special. But maybe not special to someone else, but special to me.
I found an article about this, "Why stunning girls fall for ugly guys" and it hits a good point, and a point that guys and girls should realize when it comes to looks. The right person will fall for your good points, for your personality...and don't feel bad if someone doesn't, i believe that there's someone out there for all of us. And if your upset because nobody likes you, then look at yourself, is there something people don't like about you, that you can change? I don't think that's bad, because everybody has bad points to them, bad qualities--even I do, and unless I'm really lucky i should change those if i want someone to really be into me.
Anyways, my point is that beauty isn't about how you look on the outside--but how you are inside.
But that's not why i wrote this, one of the things that angered me was his comment about how i thought every guy around me, was beneath me, and yet i picked an ugly stupid guy to love. Seems a bit ironic, don't you think? If i was really as conceited and bad as he thought, why did i like a guy who was probably more beneath me?
My reason for not liking a lot of guys is simple, and it has nothing to do with looks but more about what i like on the inside. There's been good looking guys who've liked me, and guys who weren't that have liked me--and i've rejected most of them. Its not because of what's on the outside, but its because i don't like their insides. Mr. Meany mentioned somebody I liked, and the reason i liked this guy had nothing to do with his looks, he wasn't the biggest looker . . . but he had personality, and a mind that was highly attractive.
Does that really make a girl conceited? Is it bad that I reject guys because of reasons only i know? Or my heart? I wish i could have told Mr. Meany this, that he's wrong. That the reason i didn't like all the other guys, wasn't because i felt over them--but because they just weren't who I'm looking for. I'm not looking to go around having boyfriend after boyfriend, i want something real. I want a guy to be proud of, and i think a little bit of that comes from liking somebody already. Somebody that meant a lot to me, and because of that--i want it again. But i want it to be real, and somebody who really is special. But maybe not special to someone else, but special to me.
I found an article about this, "Why stunning girls fall for ugly guys" and it hits a good point, and a point that guys and girls should realize when it comes to looks. The right person will fall for your good points, for your personality...and don't feel bad if someone doesn't, i believe that there's someone out there for all of us. And if your upset because nobody likes you, then look at yourself, is there something people don't like about you, that you can change? I don't think that's bad, because everybody has bad points to them, bad qualities--even I do, and unless I'm really lucky i should change those if i want someone to really be into me.
Anyways, my point is that beauty isn't about how you look on the outside--but how you are inside.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
My rode to stardom
I'd love to start off this post by saying, everybody wants to become a star. The truth is, not everybody wants to glamour up and live in a world sealed off by bodyguards and paparazzi clamoring up your walls for a picture. So i wont say that.
There are however, others--such as myself and brother, who want to get into that world of pop culture, where hollywood intersects with wealth and fame. I think i've always desired a life that wasn't normal--going to school, college, getting a job and raise a family. My dreams have always been large, i remember when i was only six years old i already had the dream of becoming a young entrepreneur. Its funny how it took me 12 years to go back and remember that dream. So here I am, an eighteen 5'2" girl, with her sights set on climbing the ladder that is social status.
"My rode to stardom" starts off with several big career dreams.
Actress
Singer
Writer
Business woman
Politician
My life will be complete when i accomplish every single one of those, the business one includes several big companies i might add, but the others--a single goal of hitting it big. Where to start i wonder?
I've dabbled in each one, i have ideas and plans. I've acted in several plays, even becoming the lead. I have taken writing classes for two years, and I try and read up on political issues while becoming involved in the process that is voting. Now i'm working on something else, I'm taking singing classes with a recording producer. Its really wonderful actually, and my voice--as described by Maddy, a girl who takes care of my sister--is getting better. But all the pieces aren't in place, i still feel as if i'm failing. Which is scary for me, because i'm afraid of failing . . . its my only big fear. Realizing ten years from now, that i am nowhere close to my dreams, and they will never come true. I hope this wont be me. So this is my blog, I think i'll come to share those fears, those goals that i have, and the things i accomplish.
I guess this is the beginning.
xoxo
Kat Vengo
There are however, others--such as myself and brother, who want to get into that world of pop culture, where hollywood intersects with wealth and fame. I think i've always desired a life that wasn't normal--going to school, college, getting a job and raise a family. My dreams have always been large, i remember when i was only six years old i already had the dream of becoming a young entrepreneur. Its funny how it took me 12 years to go back and remember that dream. So here I am, an eighteen 5'2" girl, with her sights set on climbing the ladder that is social status.
"My rode to stardom" starts off with several big career dreams.
Actress
Singer
Writer
Business woman
Politician
My life will be complete when i accomplish every single one of those, the business one includes several big companies i might add, but the others--a single goal of hitting it big. Where to start i wonder?
I've dabbled in each one, i have ideas and plans. I've acted in several plays, even becoming the lead. I have taken writing classes for two years, and I try and read up on political issues while becoming involved in the process that is voting. Now i'm working on something else, I'm taking singing classes with a recording producer. Its really wonderful actually, and my voice--as described by Maddy, a girl who takes care of my sister--is getting better. But all the pieces aren't in place, i still feel as if i'm failing. Which is scary for me, because i'm afraid of failing . . . its my only big fear. Realizing ten years from now, that i am nowhere close to my dreams, and they will never come true. I hope this wont be me. So this is my blog, I think i'll come to share those fears, those goals that i have, and the things i accomplish.
I guess this is the beginning.
xoxo
Kat Vengo
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