This is my Brain.

Reason #1 that I shouldn't be a graphic designer: My blog layout. Sorry guys I've been trying to fix it so that it is more cute and hipster but what'll you do.

Uhh okay there are a lot of things that I want to talk about and I'm not sure how to start so as always I'm going to dive right into it while also having no idea what I'm doing.

Lately I've had a lot of much needed alone time to just sit and think about my life and everything that's going on.

I have kind of been second guessing myself on a bunch of things and I noticed I do that too much. I'm not sure how to put it into a way that I could make you understand unless this is how you think.

But essentially the way my brain works is I'll learn something and I'll be conscious of the fact that I know it is true, but in the back of my mind there is a tiny voice that constantly says, "Do I really know that, though? Have I pondered that enough to know for a fact it is true? Have I looked at every single possible side? Have I studied it and come to a conclusion that it is legitimate enough to call a knowledge?" For example, I used to say I hated math. Everybody hates math, right? I actually thought that because I was forced to use my head for once in my life to systematically solve a problem that I hated it. I also thought that since my friends hate math that I should too, right?

Stupid stupid stupid. All stupid reasons.

I finally realized a few weeks ago that even though I struggle a little with math and it does take a minute to process in my head (unlike the well-known human calculators) that I actually really enjoy math. It's a simple language that I understand. It's not something that I want to live my life teaching, but if I had to take a math class for the rest of my life, I'd be okay with it.

The point is, is that it took me a whole seventeen years to figure out that I like math, so how long will it take me to figure out really important stuff?

Sometimes I wish that I was naïve. I wish I didn't have a little voice that always made me second guess something that I think I know. I wish I could be that normal kid who spoke to my parents and didn't wonder if either of them know what they're doing (a thought that goes entirely against every child-like instinct that I have, but hey, I can't help it).

But when I'm done being whiney, I step back and actually look at my life and see that I am so darn blessed to have such a mind. I'm glad that I don't just look at something and think oh yeah my teacher said it so it has to be true. Because at the end of the day, I know the things I know with such a passion that even I have trouble comprehending it. So maybe next time you're learning something new you can look at all of the sides and have a tiny bit of skepticism. That way you'll know for sure that what you know is what you know, not just something that you blindly trust.

Anyways thanks for reading!

Song of the day

What is this Post.

So I've been trying and trying to write a post but I can't seem to do it. Writer's block, they call it. Not to mention I've been extremely busy. But I'm gonna try and write something.

Cliques.

How ridiculous I am for writing about this.

Mainly I want to focus on stereotypes in general, which are things I try to stay away from.

For example, just when people think I am sticking to the no-makeup look, I tend to throw on some mascara.

Wear mom jeans one day, floral print the next

Dress as prep as possible for a whole week, wear band shirts and my dad's huge jacket the next.

Grow my hair out, chop it all off.

I like to make sure people can't pin me down to one thing.

Obviously people have already pinned me to my glasses, and when I wear contacts everyone thinks I'm a foreign exchange student or something.

Who's that chick with the plain hair and the clothes? She looks kinda like Megan, but she can't be. She's not wearing huge glasses.

Here's something to think about, 

my glasses actually come off.

Holy freak, and you thought they were permanently connected to my head!

The main reason I wear them, and this might shock you, IS BECAUSE I NEED TO SEE.

I can't see without them, and contacts give me absurd headaches.

Enough about that.

You should know by now that I like to live how I think the rest of the world should live.

I wish everyone would stop giving in to stereotypes.

Just because you have a certain interest doesn't mean you have to leave everyone else out of your group.

I try and befriend everyone who I think is worth being friends with.

If I think you are cool, won't potentially turn around and stab me in the back, and genuinely fun to be with, I will try to be friends with you.

It's as simple as that.

Anyways, that's all I can think of right now, hope you enjoyed!

Thanks for reading you gorgeous pineapple.

SONG OF THE DAY

Hola, Señor Year

It's been a while! Okay, like two weeks. But I've had a lack of inspiration because I'm busy with work and stuff. I thought I'd jump on the band waggon and talk about the upcoming school year! Woohoooo.
Here we go.

So school starts on Tuesday and it's pretty exciting because I'm gonna be a Senior!

My dad makes jokes about how he thought he was going to be a senior before his daughter.

Ha. Ha. 

It's really weird for me because I'm suddenly growing up super fast and it freaks me out.

I keep getting letters from universities, I just got a job (and my first paycheck today), I just opened a bank account like two weeks ago.

And pretty soon I'll be graduating!

What the heck is this?

I swear to you it was yesterday that  I came into fifth grade at Cherry Hill and met half of the people that I'm graduating with.

My family is asking if I'm nervous for the first day.

I've been going to public school for Twelve years now. I'm not nervous for another first day.

What I'm nervous for is the end of my twelve years of public school.

But I'm also super excited! I cant wait to get out of high school.

Here are some of my high school pet peeves:

• When people stare at you because you're wearing sweats and no makeup. Sorry I don't feel like getting ready. Last time I checked I was here to get an education, not give a crap about what you think of me.
• When teachers treat specific kids better than others. You're here to teach us. 
• When we have debates and people practically get in fist fights over the topic. I really respect that you have a passionate opinion but you're not the only one with an opinion here. Other people are allowed to think differently than you. Not to mention this is a classroom.
• When people whine about how they don't want to be here and school sucks and blah blah. You're lucky to even have the chance to make something out of yourself and instead you skip class to go chat with your pals? Sure that's fun now, but where does that get you in ten years? I work my freaking butt off for my A- average because I know how many people would love to come to school in my place. While school is great for socializing, it's sole purpose is for you to learn so you will get somewhere in life. Respect the time teachers put into lessons, the effort administrators put into keeping the school safe and even the work janitors put into cleaning up after you.

Eh I could probably keep going with that but whatever. I just cant wait to escape all the populars and bullies and drama and all that good stuff.

But I am excited to get this year started! I know it's going to be one of my hardest years but it will also be the most fun and hopefully most memorable!

Here's to a crazy psycho year full of memories, late night studying, preparing for college, new sophomores *sarcastic shout of excitement*, retaking the ACT and then retaking it again, and all of that other stuff!

See you all soon:)

Play On, it is the Food of Love.

Hello! Well today I just kind of want to talk about music. Lots of words will be linked to different songs in this one, so if you move your mouse over a word and it turns red, CLICK IT!

I have absolutely no musical talent and I don't play any instruments.

Regardless, music is a HUGE part of my life.

I don't think I have ever met someone who doesn't like music.

Everyone has a genre that they prefer over another, but no one hates music all together.

Sometimes the major reason I post on here is because I have a gorgeous song that I want to show you guys in the "Song of the Day" link that I always have.

Music in it's element has been around since the beginning of the human race.

I survive on music.

I do not go anywhere without it.

That being said, I have a very emotional connection with all of the music I listen to.

I have music that I listen to when I am angry,

happy,

sad,

in need of a cool down,

in need of inspiration,

and much much more.

I keep a journal that is addressed specifically to my future children, and at the end of every entry I put a song because based on the music now, the music in twenty years will be the sound of static mixed with horses running with the word "swag" every ten seconds.

I have a special hatred for today's radio.

Don't get me wrong, I'm all for pop music.

It's just this cookie cutter pop.

Simple beats, auto tune, low bass.

Literally anyone can make that kind of music.

Not to mention the lyrics.

There is absolutely no thought put into these words, no emotion.

Every song that they play on the radio is about sex, drugs, alcohol or has some cute little message for thirteen year old girls.

Half of the people they play on the radio don't even write their own music. 

Except Ke$ha. And that really worries me more than most things.

Sure, I suppose they are good to dance to, but that's about it. 

Don't even get me started on rap.

I'm not even bashing the rap genre itself, because I am a fan.

But it's like now there is hardly a line between pop and rap anymore.

And these rappers use common sayings like: Swag, Get Money, etc.

If you have swag, why do you need to tell the world in every song about it?

And profanities are just thrown in left and right, making them completely lose any sort of meaning and allowing the kids who listen to their music to use them in every day speech.

Since when does using the F-word every two seconds shows "swag" and since when does "swag" get you anywhere in life?

Remember when rap had meaning?

The only reason the music on the radio is so popular is because:

1. It's catchy and easy to sing along to.

2. Everyone listens to it and people have forgotten what real music is.

3. It's simple music for the poorly emotionally developed and high. (aka almost every 13 year old in America)

I take deep pride and love in my taste in music.

I hope this inspires more to think about the music they listen to and contemplate whether or not it is really worth listening to.

Thanks for reading! Did you find all of the links? There are eight songs all together. I hope you enjoy at least one of them! I tried to fit several genres in there. No song of the day today because there are so many good ones above! 

I love you. 

*Disclaimer: I realize that the Shakespeare quote is not correct in the title. This is because I have put my own spin on it. It is only based on the quote itself. I do that. Get over it.*

Self Esteem is for Losers

Hello! How are you? Oh, how fabulous. Unless you said you feel like you just got peed on by an elephant. In that case, I'm so sorry. That stinks. Literally.
Alright enough of my lame humor.

So if you know me, you know that I'm not really like super popular.

I don't wear expensive clothes, 

I don't wear makeup,

Everyone thinks I'm a poser because of my glasses (until they find out they're real)

I only have a few really close friends.

I don't look or act like any of the super gorgeous popular girls at my school.

I am completely aware of this fact.

And guess what? 

I'm perfectly fine with it.

When I was younger all I wanted was for guys to notice me and have tons of friends and all that good stuff.

And that's all fine and good but that just didn't happen with me.

People have made fun of me for tons of crap and it used to really hit me really hard.

But I just don't see the point anymore.

I don't see how it's worth it to spend all of my time complaining about how I look.

I can't change the way I am.

I mean sure, I exercise to stay healthy and I try to eat healthy enough, but whats wrong with a treat now and then?

And I guess I could cover up acne and make my eyelashes longer with makeup but I just don't care.

I'd rather have ten more minutes to sleep in the morning than spend it covering myself with product.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying it's bad to want to look nice. And I'm not saying daily hygiene isn't important.

I'm just saying that people shouldn't care so much.

Some days I really do enjoy putting on a pretty skirt and cute shoes.

But I'm also wonderfully happy in my "Big Boy on Campus" T-shirt and cut off jeans.

And don't say "Aww Megan you're so pretty and I think you're popular" and nice things like that.

I think I'm pretty too. I just don't think I fit that gorgeous barbie look.

And I agree, I am popular with my little group of friends, and they are all popular to me. 

I'm saying that I'm not friends with all the people in school that everyone knows.

Which is cool with me. 

I'm just trying to be real.

I know who I am.

I know where I fit.

I'm a super awkward 16 year old who loves scifi and cheesy Disney movies and the 80's.

I'd rather hang out at home listening to pandora, doodling and watching Merlin than go to a party and socialize.

I'd rather go to a public bathroom alone than have a ton of my friends looking in the mirror and waiting for me.

I'd rather play video games than go hiking.

Be Your Own, that's my motto.

Anyways! Thanks for reading! I love you.

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Hit the Hard Subjects First, Win Them Over Later

Hi. It's like, eleven thirty at night. Which is early, I guess. But late for me to write a post. So let's hope I finish before my beddy bye time. I don't know why but I'm starving. Sorry, off topic! I have something to say to you today, my dear little readers! One of my normal rants. So heeerrree wee gooo.

Media these days is a huge influence in almost everyone's lives.

Even those mountain men on that show, because THEY ARE ON THE TV. Hello. Even though I respect those guys and kind of really want to become them. And have a righteous beard and kill my own food and such.

Anyways. Last year I took this digital media class. I loved it, not only because I absolutely worshipped my teacher because he loves eighties movies and indie music and Star Wars and whenever he mentioned the Breakfast Club I had one of my little freak out seizures. In a nutshell, he was fantastic.

He has one of those personalites who just lays it out straight. He is very blunt. And I learned most of what I'll be talking about in his class.

He once said that the people who control the media are more powerful than the president.

Think about it. Like honestly what do we do everyday?

If you're like me you spend most of your day on the internet and listening to music and watching TV.

(Let's not judge my personal habits. I spend to much time being sedentary. I'm working on it.)

And even if you don't spend all day with your mulitiple television shows and obsessing over instagram, most people watch the news and shop in stores and whatever.

I don't think we realize how much influence media has on us.

Do you know how they view us?

They see us as, to quote one of my favorite spongebob episodes, "Class A suckeroonies."

We are puddy in their hands and they know it.

And they can make absolutely ANYTHING cool or appealing.

For example, take the Justin Bieber movie. Watch it once, you love him. For some. Some people just plain out loathe him, which I can understand.

And I'm not hating on the Biebs. I love that kid.

But I also loved him before the movie itself (and I promise I'm not saying like "OMG, I'm better than allllll of you 'cause I knew Justin before the movvviiieeee." No. That's annoying. I'm simply making a point).

But I know tons of people who didn't like him much and then loved him when they saw the movie.

Because the people who made the movie know how to appeal to the audience. In this case, teenage and five year old girls.

The media makes drinking look glamorous and obviously only beautiful people drink alcohol, according to every commercial I've ever seen.

And that's another reason I think people give in so easily to media, because you only see beautiful people.

That girl is wearing those clothes and she is pretty, so I must shop at that store and I will look like her.

We convince ourselves that we will look a certain way if we do whatever the media tells us.

And then there are these models who make every single girl ever feel fat.

Modeling isn't so glamorous, though. Most of those women smoke like psychos and eat pills to keep their weight like that.

Thanks, but that's not how I want to live my life.

I like food. And my lungs.

And most of that unreal beauty comes from caked on makeup and an overload of photoshop.

 Most of us know that there is so much insane photoshop and makeup, but when we are looking through the magazines we seem to somehow completely forget that fact.

I really resent the media.

It bugs me because it is such a huge portion of my life and I often become a victim.

But I know better. And that is what bugs me. I need there to be a day that the media tells the entire truth.

One day, I tell you. I will lead my little crazy ranting hippie revolution and get JUSTICE.

I honestly could say so much more and it seems I can never get ou all that I can say in one post. I hope you guys don't get too mad at these, but I just have so much fun writing my little angry "Fight the Man" speeches. Anyways. I'm done. Thanks so much for reading my crazy scatterbrained thoughts. I love you.

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Inspiration is Everywhere

Well, hello! Today I got really bored and I went around my yard and took some pictures. And then I edited them. So, here they are!

I was playing with some different overlays and I really like how it came out.

These are some new lilies growing in our front yard and I'm obsessed with the yellow. OBSESSED.

I love these roses because even though they are dying a little, I think it makes them that much more beautiful. I love how the white, pink and brown go together so perfectly.

So I took those roses and played with the contrast and brightness and this came to pass. I love it. It's one of my favorite edits, and I did hardly anything to it.

An image over an image. I like my lamp post.

Crackpot, you are special. So I photograph you.

Wired.

I love these guys. I have a couple different edits of them.

Ahhhh there were so many of these I could have done twenty. But I really like this one.

Silhouette 

Have a sit!

So. That's the best I could produce from some boredom. Let me know what you think! I apprectiate constructive criticism! Thank you!
PS. So sorry, some of these are a little blurry because of the lighting and it is just a digital camera (in other words, it sucks).
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Hi, I Like To Rant

It's finally Summer and time to post another rant! Hooray my favorite thing! You should know that I usually write these things in my notes on my iPod and then edit these later on here. Cause I forget them if I don't write them down when they're in my head! But then I spend like an hour angrily ranting on my iPod and my parents worry. Oh well. Anyways. Here we go.

What is the World's obsession with being fake?

If I want to eat, I'm going to eat.

And I'm not going to hate or starve myself if I gain a couple pounds.

Who freaking cares, honestly?

I mean, what is so attractive about rib bones and elbows, anyway?

Not that skinny is ugly. All sizes are pretty. Except for, like, starved animal, smoker skinny. 

I'm talking skin and bone.

I like my body, so screw the media and the magazines and the model agencies because I think I am beautiful.

I'm not going to plaster my face in makeup, either.

Not that makeup is bad.

It's just that natural beauty is so much more pure. 

And EVERYONE is naturally beautiful.

God does not make ugly. 

It is impossible.

People make ugly personalities, but that is a different story.

FAKE is not only found in outward appearances.

Hypocrisy is one of the the most ugly traits.

It horrifies me how many people act so religious and goody-goody, 

but don't cease to happily love man more than the Deity they worship.

Honestly, I would rather hang out with someone who is real with me and openly sins 

than someone who is smoking weed and breaking the law of chastity one day and planning a mission the other.
Really I would.
It saddens me how adults (like leaders) think that our generation is so prime when we are really just good liars.
Doesn't that bug anyone else?
Because it disgusts me.
I cannot even describe how horribly disgusting it is.
And this peer pressure crap?
Sure, it can be hard to resist, but you know who is dishing it out, right?
WE ARE.
YOU. ME. PEERpressure. Get it? You are someones peer and so am I.
If anyone can stop it, it's us.
Real friends? Real friends don't judge you because you choose something different.
I often see that non-religious people are less judgemental.
Not that that makes the gospel any less true.
Or the people horrible.
But think about it.
Gay people don't try to stop marriage between man and woman.
Not that I believe in gay marriage.
People who have tattoos don't hate other who don't have tattoos.
Not that I believe in tattoos.
I want people to accept my religion but I don't think it's very Christ-like to shun someone because of some ink.
Don't get me wrong.
Most of the religious people that I know are amazing people.
But isn't it bigotry to preach forgiveness of all men and to love everyone and to leave the judging to God,
and then judge others?
Okay, I promise I'm done now. :) I LOVE YOU. You are perfect exactly as you.
Thanks for reading!

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*DISCLAIMER* I realize I have written about VERY touchy topics. I do not mean to hurt any feelings or lash out. These thoughts are NOT pointed at anyone in particular. These are my opinions. You are allowed to have yours, so please do not hate on me for mine. I am simply in a ranting mood. And I still love everyone, hypocrisy and all. :)