My T-Shirt Quilt

So - HURRAH! I totally found all my t-shirts (and my Harry Potter box, tee hee)! I've already begun to cut a few of them up, and with some of them I'm like "Okay, what the hell was I thinking?" or "I can't believe I wore this crappy shirt my mom bought" and other times I'm like "Hahaha, me and my nerdiness..." and then there's "Oh man... I don't know how I can chop up this shirt..." (This last one is especially true with my Jovert shirts).

But I want to chop up pretty much every shirt regardless of how I feel about it - or rather, because of all these feelings about it. I kind of want this to be a symbolic passing of an era, if you will. God, all through high school, and before, these t-shirts were what I was. I always wore a tshirt and jeans - always. It kinda came a part of my identity after my elementary and middle school years of wearing every awful thing my mother ever bought me (and my mother has pretty awful fashion sense...). But I'm beyond that now - I don't wear Inuyasha on my chest anymore. No "Muggle," no "Invade Canada." I can't stand the feel of t-shirts and I'm sick of the lame things on the front. I wanna be girly now, and you really can't be girly in a tshirt (although I'm saving a few for comfort-times).

I'd like to save all the memories, though. I thought a quilt would be the best way. So I've got all these squares already cut up, and I'm cutting up more. When it's done (and I'm planning on making it queen-sized), I'll be able to sit down with it and look over it and remember my childhood, in a way. It'll be pretty sweet to have all that, while not looking like a lamewad wearing it all out of the house.

P.S. The remaining material from the shirts, since I'm just cutting out the front decorations and stuff, is either sewing fodder for experimenting, or donation for the printmaking studio/painting studio. (T-shirt material makes excellent rags for cleaning up oil paint and stuff). I felt a little bad about not donating these clothes to charity, but really, who wants an orthodontist's t-shirt, anyway? :P

Video Blog -- Hair = tehUberAwesome!

You know, cuz Zuko would totally be all over me with this hair. :P Better watch out, Cory. ;) Just kidding, of course. I <3 you!

Some notes about my new blog

Just some things I'd like to clear up about my blog, even though no one's asking :P

1) Blog Title

This blog's title is roughly based on the song "No Such Thing" by John Mayer (whose remains I'd love to buy). Mainly, the opening lines.

"Welcome to the real world", she said to me
Condescendingly
Take a seat
Take your life
Plot it out in black and white"

I was totally going to embed a music player playing that song, until I realized that it's really hard to listen to lyric-filled music and read a blog at the same time.

The "check please" idea was just off the top of my head, thinking, okay, I sat here, I ordered, and the waiter presents with the "Real World..." and I just say "check please," because I think I'd rather have it from another restaraunt... something angsty but silly, very me...

2) Background picture

I've had this picture forever and have used it many times during this forever, as both blog and website background, and desktop background. I think I just came across it one day looking for background pictures for one layout or another, and I came across it in my photobucket while wondering what to do for my new blog, and remembered how much I loved it. The reaching for just the right key... I just kinda connect with this picture, you know?

3) Basic Layout Structure in relationship to Background Picture

I don't know if the layout translates to everyone - the internet is such a fickle thing - but I actually had a very clear idea of what I wanted to do with everything else once I had that background. I wanted to be able to SEE the background, but still be able to read the journal, hence the slight transparency of the columns. I also wanted to focus on the little guy reaching for the key, so I made it so that the columns were on either side of him. Then, I realized that I could make the righthand column big enough that, as it scrolls up (or you scroll down), it would completely glide over the key the little guy was reaching for, taking it away from him. It's a kind of visual metaphor that life (symbolized by my posts about life) sometimes gets in the way of what you want (the key). I thought it was pretty and poetic. SHUT UP!

4) Twitter?

Hey, if it's good enough for Jeph Jacques....

5) Also, Facebook

I am no longer importing this blog to Facebook. It relieves alot of the pressure, really. I just hope that if anyone from there comes here, they'll let me know.

Growing Up

So, I did this huge crusade to create the perfect blog, so I could write this particular blog post.

It's occurred to me that I've changed... or, that I'm growing up. I'm not the same girl I was back in high school, where so much of my time and energy was expended on fantasy worlds, internet worlds, etc. I spent hours writing fanfics or drawing fanart, or daydreaming fandreams, and I spent so much time in blogs creating layouts for them, writing silly entries, doing countless quizilla quizzes and posting the results, doing my harry potter club and nerdiness, etc.

That was who I was. Senior year, it all kinda changed as all my energies poured into a doomed-to-fail relationship, and school. (gag on both). It sorta all completely overturned my life. By the time I got to college, I really had no clue who I was anymore. I wasn't obsessed about things like I always had been. I couldn't be funny like I used to, or grip thoughts like I once could, or any of that. I didn't know who I was, so it's no surprise I didn't make good friends easily - I'm sure none of them really knew who I was either... probably just a bitch who complained alot and hated herself...

I've noticed alot more changes lately. I can't stand the music I used to love. I'm so sick of it. It's probably just being overexposed to it, you know? So I'm trying to find new stuff. Thank GOD for the internet. I'm sick of all the movies I used to watch over and over and over again - again, most likely overexposure. So I started up Netflix. Furthermore, I've grown sick of the clothes that I used to always wear. I can't wear t-shirts AT ALL anymore - can't stand em. (if it's a really light fabric, I can deal, and if it's a girl-style t-shirt, I'm good). I've also gotten sick of jeans. I've been watching What Not To Wear, and if it wasn't for the fact I've only got maybe 200 bucks in the bank right now, I'd totally go on a shopping spree, because I want new clothes. A new wardrobe would rock. And speaking of tv shows, I'm sick of the tv I used to watch. I suppose you could only call that growing up, because for a good 15 years of my life, Nickelodeon was my channel of choice. But now I can't even stand watching Spongebob (although I can still watch Fairly OddParents from time to time...). So I rarely watch any tv now. Just TLC, for the most part. Jon and Kate plus 8 (which I've already seen every episode of), and random other educational shows. I think I need to get into more adult shows, like House! I love House. I need to watch it more. Maybe I should try Scrubs too....

So, yeah. I'm changing. I'm growing up. And I thought that as I got sick of all these things that made up who I thought I was, I'd get even more depressed, but actually, lately, I've been feeling pretty good about myself. The other night, I spent a good couple hours watching youtube videos on hairstyles and make-up and stuff, and now I'm so excited about having long hair. I've been wearing camisoles like they're bulletproof material during a war, and I've been drooling over clothes and jewelery. I've also dropped a couple pounds, which makes me feel great, even if I still weigh more than I did at the end of high school.

Just in all, I want to be a better me. And I hope I'm on my way to it...