Mush

Today I fell asleep while laying upon the blue leather couch in my living room.  

My hand was at an awkward position, so it fell asleep.  

I also was taking this mini nap in order to escape my dreadful feelings of an essay I needed to write for a class.

But, after I woke up I ate some of the most delicious chocolate in my life!

I would seriously recommend this, even to Chocolate haters.

It is DIVINE.

I also ate some goldfish and drank some water.

I tried to sit down and write the stupid essay, but my brain felt like mush!

I looked at the words I had written, and it all looked like jumble mumble!

I felt so squashy, like spongebob.

-Mallory

Some Confessions to Various People In My Life

Confession to a few Facebook friends-

-I don't care that you haven't "found your prince".

-I don't care what you made for dinner that was so unbelievably good.

-I don't care what your kid's Halloween costume was.

-Stop posting quotes about how happy you are with stupid little smiley faces, because whenever I talk to you, you are in a crappy mood and treat me like crap and everybody else like crap.



Confessions to a few Real Life People-

-Haha. Next time you tell me I am really pale and start laughing, maybe you should get the mustard off your face first. Idiot.

-You don't have to hug your boyfriend right in the middle of the hall. Seriously. Move.

-Next time you plan on wearing so much cologne, don't. OH!

-I'm fine. I'm having a blast. That's why I'm sitting here by myself. Everything is HUNKY FRICKEN DORY!



Confessions to the Adult Superiors In My Life (except my parents)-

-I don't really care if I'm missing out on a good social experience. I'm not going to do the Electric Slide.

-Stop criticizing my negative attitude. I saw you spanking and yelling at your kid 5 minutes ago.




Felt good to get that off my chest.

What is Style?

Sometimes I totally embrace who I am, exemplified by my clothing, makeup, hair and overall style.  

Other times, I kind of fear what others think of my fashion.

In case you are wondering, this is my style:

(shabbyapple)

I love this simple, cute, and fun style.  

If it was normal to wear a dress to high school every day, and if I owned multiple cute dresses like this,

I would be able to more fully dress like who I am.

Fortunately, I am acquiring more and more cute outfits lately.

So I will be dressing like this:

(athleta)

and this:

(banana republic)

But sometimes the outfit just doesn't work out as planned.

Or it just doesn't look as cool as I wanted it to.

And that's okay.  

Life is sometimes like that...blah.

But the good thing is that I know who I am, and therefore I know how I like to dress.

I know I love not tons of jewelry, but nice, simple accents.

I love boots, boots, boots.

I love skirts that go with every one of my shirts.

I love flowy cardigans.

I have always wanted a little pair of sneakers that goes with all my outfits.

I know I would love to be a model of Shabby Apple, Banana Republic, or Fossil.

I love the color brown.  

(which is sometimes why my outfits look weird because my brown cardigan matches my brown hair, and my brown boots, and my brown tanktop.)

But the point is, sometimes I'm afraid to stick out.  

I don't want to expose my boobs to the world, neither my butt.  Like other girls in this world.  And guys.

  I would rather not have to worry about that.

I like to dress sort of conservatively, in comparison to the rest of the world.

I have a little story.  

One day, It was "dress up as your favorite teacher" spirit day at my school.

I dressed up as one of the ladies at my school...

and sadly, nobody noticed.  They just all thought it was my regular outfit.

Indeed, it was not.

In fact, in one of my previous art classes, I was told by my classmates that I dressed just like the teacher.

I was upset because her style was quite odd and eccentric.

But, who cares.

Obviously not everyone knows my true styles.

One day when I am rich, I will buy all the clothes that I want so I truly accomplish the outfits "look" I desire.

Yay : )

-Mallory

Sarah's tips to Mallory to un-deathify herself

Because I am deathly ill, I look deathly sick....

Well actually I just am feverish.  But I still look like death.  And so, I emailed a picture to Sarah of how horrible I looked, and she gave me some tips:

1. Wash your face

2. Exfoliate your face to get color back to your skin.

3. Wash yo hair

4. Go to sleep

Good Advice, huh?

-Mallory

Something that attracts followers

I was asked to come here and "say something witty and attract followers".

So here I am.

If you are reading this and are not a follower of this blog, I would highly suggest you follow it because you are obviously surfing the internet, and don't have anything better to do with your time. You probably should be tending to your crying kid or writing a thesis or folding laundry or something, but you decided that you would rather look at random blogs and flip through craigslist to see if there are any pinball machines for sale in your area. Since you are not going to accomplish anything today, you might as well fulfill the dreams of 2 young girls. This will give you a feeling of satisfaction, so when you are laying in bed tonight, you can think to yourself, "Wow. I did a good deed today. I mean yeah, I've forgotten to feed the dog twice now, and I should probably take the trash out tomorrow so that when my date comes over my house won't smell like week-old chow mein, but dude, I made 2 girls overjoyed with joy."

I think that in itself is enough reason.

"In order to be irreplaceable, one must always be different.”

What is a Hero?

As you can guess, I googled it. And I found out some pretty interesting stuff.

The first thing that caught my eye was that there was a movie made by His Awesomeness Quentin Tarantino called Hero. The cast includes Jet Li and a bunch of less famous Asian people.

But more importantly, I found out that a hero, as Mallory's good friend Dictionary.com put it, is "a man (or woman) who has distinguished courage or ability, admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities".

After much thought, I would have to say my hero is Gabrielle "Coco" Chanel. You might have heard of the name Chanel, if you have any fashion education at all. This lady was a french designer whose collections changed 20th century fashion. How does she posses courage? Well, she came about in a time where the women's fashion industry was dominated by extremely feminine designs. Chanel's menswear-based designs introduced a certain "casual elegance" that, despite the fact they were scoffed at in the beginning, eventually dominated the fashion industry.

So yeah.

Heros

Whenever I think of a "Hero" I automatically think of Enrique Iglesias's song called "Hero."  I think that its exceptionally beautiful when he sings it in Spanish, but either way, both versions are beautiful.  In this song he talks about how he can be this girl's hero.  He says that he will stand by her forever.

So, according to Enrique, a hero is someone who is loyal, committed, loving, and romantic.

But, according to me, (Mallory) I think that a hero can be anybody who has inspired another person to feel something and put something into art or language that could not initially be expressed by the hopeful person.

A hero is often picked because a person likes the virtues and example of the leader.  Often, rebellious teenagers will claim that their hero is some super cool adult like the black guy on Rob and Big who mess around all day and do fun stuff, like skateboard.

But that is the person's inspiration, is it not?

So, in a sort of conclusion, I would like to state that my hero is my mother.

I am trying to be like her.  She has so much confidence in herself and her actions.
Over the years of her life, and consequentially because of her history, she has learned that integrity is best when never sacrificed.  She has also taught me that doubt and desire never mix.
My mother is the reason I am here today, the reason why I am who I am.

Because of her faith in herself, God, and in me, she has inspired me to become a better person every day.

Did you know that every morning she makes and packs my lunch for the day?
And Did you know that if I forget to put deodorant on, or if I forget to pack some tennis shoes for practice later, that she will bring it to me?
Did you know that she lets me drive her super awesome car?
Did you know that she has the most amazing humor ever?

She is so random, and her humor is just how I love it: weird.

Someday I will conquer and tackle all of my fears like my mother has done.  Someday I will be her.

-Mallory