It happens to me most often when I’m sick, when my room is filled with tissues and medicine is thrown everywhere, and when I feel as if I am physically incapable of getting up to grab my laptop to watch Netflix. It’s when I’m forced to stare at the wall when I finally come face-to-face with my life, with where I am, where I want to go and who I want to be. And then I think to myself after putting my life together in a matter of a few short minutes, “Wow, my life is honestly a mess right now and I don’t care.”
I guess what I’m getting it at is sometimes life is going to feel psycho and out of this world but that’s the way it’s supposed to be. We don’t have all the answers and we’re going to make stupid mistakes that will leave our parents banging their head’s against the kitchen table, but that’s life.
I mean, aren’t we all supposed to be a little out of our minds? If we were all perfectly sane, life would be boring. Being perfect is simply impossible and highly overrated. Personally, when I think of trying to be perfect, I think of trying to be Taylor Swift and that life just seems flat out terrible and slightly unbearable.
September 30, 2014 at 6:27 pm
As I sit here in my pajamas, poised to complete this post and write a class essay, I feel an overwhelming calmness. It’s surprising.
This week, I’ve dealt with challenges and major life decisions. I’ve also stepped into new places that offered me a wonderful sense of serenity and happiness. Yes, those places do exist.
This week I had the chance to visit The Book Gallery, a bookstore in the heart of the Arcadia neighborhood in Phoenix. There’s a sibling location in Mesa on Main Street. These bookstores are true treasure troves, stacked to the brim with books and artifacts. I’d say that they’re the most picturesque book stores I’ve ever seen.
September 26, 2014 at 8:23 pm
Sensuality can sometimes be considered too risqué or taboo for public media. Readers can argue that “Fifty Shades of Grey” has a sensuous tone, but I’m talking about literature a level below the handcuffs and whips.
What I’m referring to is the detailed imagery of passion, where the sex is not even described in more than one sentence.
September 24, 2014 at 4:14 pm
It was always just a passing thought for me. On the rare occasion that I’d have a class in the ASU University Center (UCENT) on the downtown Phoenix campus, I’d think how nice it was that local art donned the white walls between classrooms.
But I never looked closer unless I was waiting for the professor to open the door so we could get it over with.
September 24, 2014 at 3:46 pm
“4.2 billion people access social media sites via mobile devices with 189 million Facebook users being ‘mobile only’” – Albert Costill
Whether you love it or hate it, it’s apparent that social media is here to stay and it’s becoming increasingly essential to have contact with it and cultivate your online presence. Social media is becoming the best way that people access their news, ideas and communicate with their friends. Businesses use it to promote their brand, news networks constantly share instant updates and our friends keep us in touch with their lives (like what they ate for breakfast).
September 23, 2014 at 11:09 am
Commissioned art seems to be a practice of years past, reserved for sculptors and painters paid to decorate the cathedrals and palaces of the Renaissance.
Back then, artists vied for positions as court painters and sculptors, producing near-endless copies of portraits portraying Marie Antoinette and Napoleon Bonaparte in all their bourgeois luxury. Sculptors like Michelangelo and Lorenzo Ghiberti were commissioned to create sculptures to adorn the extravagant cathedrals and churches that peppered Italy and greater Europe.
September 22, 2014 at 6:51 pm
There’s one thing that every college student cannot be without: entertainment. If it weren’t for Netflix, YouTube, TV, or concerts, we would be ripping our hair out. College tries to pack everything we’ll need to be successful adults into four years. We are worked to the bone and if it were not for some kind of mental release we would probably pass out!
Personally, I love the thrill of a concert.
September 22, 2014 at 10:01 am
Hello readers, Mackenzie here.
I’ve always wished to have a smarter brain. Not so I could ace the SATs or win every game of chess, but just so I could study science. I’ve always been fascinated by space and the endless possibilities existing within that epic void. Each little jewel in the nighttime sky promises wonder and excitement.
It’s mind-blowing, isn’t it? All the great and lasting questions about our existence still remain unanswered. And, although I like to ponder philosophy while sipping my morning coffee, I can never wrap my mind around it all.
September 19, 2014 at 6:10 pm
Sometimes we get stuck. There’s a project we are starting, finishing or just working through, and we just… can’t. We’ve gotten distracted or we’ve hit a proverbial wall. Sometimes we can’t even formulate an idea.
It sucks. Feeling your mind devoid of a new thought or idea is frustrating and often depressing. Especially when you can’t see a way out of it.
While I long for a more visual artistic outlet, the fact remains that I can draw little more than matchstick-limbed figures and idealized flower doodles. Again, those who can’t do, blog.
September 18, 2014 at 2:00 pm
A$AP Rocky says, “I have gold teeth, I have braids, I’m wearing Rick Owens moon boots, I have rips in my denim, a biker vest, I love artsy girls, my favorite artists are Jimi Hendrix and John Lennon.” He’s obsessed with being different.
I would like to say that I have never been a typical Alamo Heights girl. For those of you who don’t know, Alamo Heights is a community in San Antonio that takes great pride in the 78209 zip code. It’s also the community where I grew up.
September 17, 2014 at 9:30 am