Straight out of a soap opera, yikes.

But this is the part of the episode/movie that I start bawling as the father realizes how his selfish actions have been too self-destructive and now it's too late.

Can you see my nails??

My hands look so odd on their own, so I couldn't justify a close-up hand shot, but my nails are a dark purple to scarlet red gradient. :3 I blended them myself, I'm so proud~

The Mayo Jar & 2 Cups of Coffee

Don't wanna be that person who only reblogs things, but had to share this find from Facebook:

When things in your lives seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf ball

s. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions--and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.

The sand is everything else--the small stuff. "If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first--the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked.

It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

nonono

"I have often thought what if we could begin our lives anew. If we could remember the life we've lived and use that as a draft, as a rough draft, if you will."

--Vershinin, Anton Chekhov's The Three Sisters, Act 1

I realized that I've turned into such a bitch. Not just recently, but I might have been slowly going through the process ever since entering college.

I don't outwardly show it though. I keep it all inside and act nice on the outside, so no one ever knows.

It seems dishonest to act like you like someone, only to curse them behind their back. But if everyone lived honestly and outwardly acted mean to everyone they disliked, society would be a such a mess. Love & fake love make the world go round.

The thoughts I have inside are really frightening though. I kind of hate everyone.

But maybe it's because I'm on my period.

~technology~

I occasionally browse online shopping catalogs but am never satisfied with the selection, but I'm pretty happy with what I'm seeing on Shoedazzle so far. I just bought $100 worth of stuff (and crying), so I haven't seen any of the stuff in person yet, but I'm so excited. It's not just shoes, but their bags are so cute too, and I've been looking everywhere for bags and have not been able to find one that I liked until I looked here.

I guess I'm speaking too soon and should wait until I receive my purchases, but in the meantime, sign up with my link please if you're interested. (: You take a quiz to begin with so that they can have a sense of your style. Idk if that affects what they show you, but I do like what I see.

Gosh, this sounds like such a paid promo, but it's only because I'm just at a loss at how to express my shock at my first good online shopping experience. Also, because Get Him To The Greek is on TV right now one of my fav movies ok

#firstworldproblems

I can only stay on Gmail right now because I was too lazy to watch last night's Breaking Bad, so now if I venture off to other realms in the Internet landscape, the episode will be spoiled.

3 months

Last night,

• Cha punched a hole in Soomi's closet door,
• Cha stormed out of her apartment and we lost him,
• Soomi unleashed all her anger out at Patrick,
• I confessed to Patrick about my insecurities regarding him,
• and we made Patrick cry.

This was supposed to be our last big wazoo before school started, but now everyone's a little tense.

Why are we so dysfunctional?