Stress Relief and Nostalgia

Okay my darlings. I recently found a website called thisissand.com and it allows you to click and drag your mouse across the screen in order to make sand art mountains. It’s super fun, and it is extremely calming. I suggest you use it whenever you’re stressed. It’s great and here let me show you my art.

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On to the next part of my post: Nostalgia. I found a mashup of a bunch of old pop/punk songs that I used to listen to, some of them I still do. Anyways, they’re all great (and some have swear words. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.) I will now proceed to give you the list of all the songs. Sorry if I put some twice, I think one of them was twice on the list.

  • My Chemical Romance – Welcome to the Black Parade
  • Greed Day – Time of Your Life (Good Riddance)
  • Panic! At The Disco – I Write Sins Not Tragedies
  • Blink-182 – What’s My Age Again?
  • Jimmy Eat World – The Middle
  • We The Kings – Check Yes Juliet
  • Third Eye Blind – Graduate
  • All Time Low – Weightless
  • All Time Low – Dear Maria, Count Me In
  • Switchfoot – Meant to Live
  • Fall Out Boy – Sugar, We’re Goin Down
  • My Chemical Romance – I’m Not Okay (I Promise)
  • Boys Like Girls – Thunder
  • 30 Seconds To Mars – Kings and Queens
  • Yellowcard – Ocean Avenue
  • Relient K – Be My Escape
  • Relient K – Sadie Hawkins Dance
  • Simple Plan – I’d Do Anything
  • Paramore – Misery Business
  • Rise Against – Savior
  • Sum 41 – Fatlip
  • My Chemical Romance – Teenagers
  • Fountains of Wayne – Stacy’s Mom
  • All-American Rejects – Gives You Hell
  • Blink-182 – Feeling This
  • Lit – My Own Worst Enemy
  • Sum 41 – In Too Deep
  • The Cab – One of THOSE Nights
  • Relient K – High of ’75
  • Blink-182 – I Miss You
  • Paramore – That’s What You Get
  • AFI – Miss Murder
  • Good Charlotte – Dance Floor Anthem
  • Cute Is What We Aim For – The Curse of Curves
  • 30 Seconds to Mars – Closer to the Edge
  • A Day To Remember – All I Want
  • Mayday Parade – Jamie All Over
  • Fall Out Boy – Thnks fr th Mmrs
  • Cartel – Say Anything (Else)
  • Taking Back Sunday – MakeDamnSure
  • Rise Against – Audience of One
  • Fall Out Boy – Sugar, We’re Goin Down

Alright, you better love me for this. That’s 42 songs, and I had a little trouble typing a couple of them (you know who you are, AAR and TBS you losers). But yeah, I know for sure that those two have swear words, as do MCR’s Teenagers and P!ATD’s I Write Sins Not Tragedies. Personally, I LOVELOVELOVE all of the Relient K songs, but I just adore Relient K, so I’m a teeny bit biased. Also, Relient K doesn’t swear (thank you Matthew, you’re a beautiful person). Now that I think about it, an awful lot of these songs are rebellious and sound like rebellious teenagers wrote/sang/produced/performed them. (And I suppose that does apply to some of them…).

Anyway, there you go, darlings. Have yourself some nostalgia and some calm sand art. Don’t forget to be happy today! And tomorrow, and every day. (Sounds cheesy, but oh well)

OMG CHEESY I HAVE JOKE

What did the baby corn say to the  mommy corn? Where’s popcorn? (Highlight the space for the answer (I didn’t want to give it away immediately))

Omg so funny I know. Haha, yeah, ~Coolio out

Be Nice To Everyone

So something happened today that made me realize something extremely important. I’m not gonna say it, for privacy reasons, but there’s a point to be made.

You have no clue what anyone is actually going through. They might have a happy face on and just suffered a terrible loss. They might be really subdued, but they became an aunt/uncle not five hours before. Any number of things could be happening on their lives that you don’t know about. Please, please, PLEASE: DO NOT ACT RUDE OR STANDOFFISH. DONT BELITTLE THEM IN ANY WAY. BE NICE AND LOVING AND HAPPY. You could be a ray of sunshine in their day, week, month, etc of clouds and rain. Don’t let an opportunity to lift someone up pass you by, either. They might really need it. YOU might really need it.

Remember the times when a stranger smiled at you in the hallway, in public, at the store. Think about how that lifted up your day. Use that to spread to the people around you.

~Coolio out

Queso

Not like the cheese, although now I want some nachos… (Curse these abominations on my teeth aka braces ugh)

No, this is another fandom-esque post (is that a thing? It is now)

I started watching Attack On Titan. It is an anime about this alternate universe in which these giant monster things called Titans suddenly appeared and started eating all the people. In this AU (for that is what an alternative universe is referred to as) there are three people: Eren Yaegar, Mikasa Ackerman, and Armin Artlet. (That’s what my subtitles said, at least). These three beauts are on a group of people who are set on killing all the Titans and taking the Earth back for humanity. (BTW, the Titans reeeeallllyyyy decreased the human population by A LOT). That is about as good a summary as you’re gonna get from me. It’s really good, on Netflix, and it has a rad theme song (sie sind das Essen, nein wir die sin Jäger hah hah hah hah *more rhythmic hahs*) (also I probably hecked that up, I don’t speak German or Japanese, and I think that’s a mix of both, or it’s German said with a Japanese accent) (also I’m an ignorant prick and don’t know if it’s actually Japanese, I’m just guessing). It is also called Shingeki No Kyojin, so watch it. Good. Kay. Bye.

Not really, I also wanna tell you guys that omG POKEMON IS ON NETFLIX AHAHHAAAAAHHHHH SCREAMING

*story time* Coolio was raised under the idiotic belief that “Girls like girly things, boys like boy things.” Idk who put that stupid idea in my tiny little brain, but it was there until about highschool, around the time I started to realize the world around me existed and I can enjoy whatever the heckie deckie I want and nobody can stop me. So yeah I’m a little upset. But, that means that *gasp* I grew up without Pokémon WHHAAHHATT NO WHYY WHATSTOP

Yeah. Sad. SO I’m taking this opportunity to catch up on what should have been in my childhood alongside Harry Potter and Clifford the Big Red Dog (shut up Clifford was rad and I still like the show, which is also on Netflix for those of you who are curious)

Alright, this turned out longer than I meant it to be, sorry. Love ya guys, ~Coolio out

I’m so tired

I almost poured soda on my cereal send help.

Also I didn’t finish my homework and it’s all gonna be late. The worst part is I’ve stopped caring, even though I know I should care. I’m gonna try to hold out for another week, but if I (almost) pour soda in my cereal bowl again, I quit and will not attend school for the remainder of this week.

I better go finish it before the cereal get soggy and my tea gets ice cold (aright aright aright aright aright). ~Coolio out

“Everybody is a…

“Everybody is a genius. But, if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it’ll spend its whole life believing that it is stupid.” – Albert Einstein

Alright, so, your buddy Coolio over here has been kinda stressed out lately, and I thought I should use it to help someone out.

Lately, my schoolwork and family and friends and life have all been piling themselves on top of me and I’m suffocating. Every weekend, all I get is Saturday (usually) and maybe a couple hours on Sunday. And after the aforementioned suffocation for five days straight, you can understand that I need a nice, long break to cool down. However, when I start to cool down, things go downhill. I get lazy. I know that sounds like a bad excuse, I hate the word, too, but that’s what happens. I start to get comfortable in my happy fun TV shows and food and books and stuff like that, but once I’m comfortable there, I don’t get out of that for a good while. Like when you first lie down in bed after a long, hard day and the mattress and pillow fit perfectly against your aching body and you’re finally relaxing–and suddenly you realize you need to use the restroom. Urgently. That’s what it’s like for me. Except I usually don’t actually get out of bed and I take the risk of making a mess and sleeping in it, and then I hate myself afterwards because my failure reeks off of me and spreads for miles. (I don’t literally do that. If I have to go, I have to go; no exceptions.) I am maybe a week into the current grading period and I already have late work in at least two of my 7 classes (with 2 of them being fine arts, and two of them just don’t give homework often (and actually, I’m gonna have late work in one of those classes, too, if my evening goes the way I think it’s gonna go)). This is where I usually start to suffocate again.

So, I spent the past few hours trying to motivate myself to get the work done, as you do. And, as you do, I failed and ended up procrastinating some more. When I finally decided to get ready for bed, I kinda broke. Something snapped. But not an angry snap, more like a defeated snap. I guess some might say “crumbled” but it felt like a snap to me. I ended up crying for what felt like forever (in reality, it was only about fifteen minutes, thank goodness).

This is when those “pointless” tumblr posts decided to surface in my memory. The posts that say “You can do it” “You matter” “You are not your failures” and things like that. But this quote from Einstein is what flashed neon colors in the front of my mind. “Everybody is a genius. But, if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it’ll spend its whole life believing that it is stupid.” Everybody is a genius. You, me, your neighbor, your roommate, that friend you don’t talk to anymore, everybody. In your own way, you are a genius. Just because you can’t do something like write an essay or debate or take a standardized test or cook well or act or draw or sing or do math or remember facts or raise a child, that doesn’t make you a failure. (Granted, if you can’t raise a child, that’s a little more serious than being unable to write an essay. I would suggest thinking it through extra carefully before you go make one. Do you have the funds? The space? The time and energy? Do you even like children, or are you just doing this for your partner? I’m not an expert on this, but if you can’t raise a child, you shouldn’t have one. Discuss it thoroughly with your partner and your doctor to see if you’re ready.) You can do something. Sometimes, yeah, you have to do these things. It is near impossible for me to write an essay, and if you engage me in an argument, you will most likely win, and I don’t think anyone should trust me in the kitchen; but I can do other things. I ADORE creative writing. When I have a good enough idea, I can make some pretty good stuff, if I do say so myself. And when my voice isn’t scratchy or my throat clogged up (dangit allergies), my voice sounds like Ursula gave me Ariel’s seashell to wear around my neck. (If you don’t get that reference, I will cry.) And if anyone ever tells you that the things you’re good at or are passionate about aren’t good enough, you punch them in the throat and step over their cowering form towards your dreams. (Don’t actually punch anyone in the throat, you might get in trouble or something, and I don’t want to be held accountable.) You are special in your own way, and just because you can’t climb that tree doesn’t mean you can’t swim upstream. Please, please, please don’t hate yourself because society’s standards don’t fit you. You need to love and encourage yourself, surround yourself with supportive people, and forget society’s stupid standards because they are not important. YOU ARE. YOU MATTER. DON‘T YOU EVER THINK OTHERWISE.

Stay happy, beautiful. You’ll make it through. You can do it. Don’t be afraid. You can do it. ~Coolio out

Oh wow. I’m alive, guys.

So I’m terribly sorry, my beautiful beautiful friends. I apologize for not being on. Surprise surprise, I’m still here. (In short, not dead.)

So, my life is extremely boring, sorry. (Wow, how long will it take for you to get used to talking? Awkward heathen.) Let’s see, hmmm…

I’ve reached season three on Supernatural. Super excited about that. (No, Coolio, that’s boring, try again)

I… Oh oh, I learned that only two of my close friends like cheesecake. Terribly sad, I know. (More for me, hahaha. But still, not interesting)

Wow, um, tough crowd. *nervous chuckle* I’m a saved person, and I read the book of Matthew in my bible. (See, that’s good. Share the love.)

Yeah. Okay, so, I just remembered. Have you heard about Tom Milsom? (I’m not one for gossip, if that’s what this is, sorry). If you haven’t, um… I don’t have any links on me, but if you go Google John Green’s tumblr, he talks about it on there. I’d just like to say, I’m extremely dissapointed in Tom, and I won’t be listening to his music anymore. (From what I gathered, he got in a relationship with a 15yrold fan when he was 22, and emotionally abused her. If I’m wrong, be sure to correct me.) That’s all I’m gonna say about this, or I’ll end up really angry and upset and sad, all at the same time.

Yeah. So. Happy things. Happy thoughts. I got a laptop, so I’ll be able to post easier on there. (Typing on mobile is terrible). I’ve started listening to ACDC. (Thanks, Dean.) Yeah, I’m gonna stop talking now. ~Coolio out