Greetings From Planet Young and Foolish

Woah...I still know how to write on this thing...

it's been a minute or two.

Life has been in full swing with school, work, work, sleep, recently an occasional workout.

Da blog took da back seat. 

I don't know how people do so many activities in college...I do none besides work, and sometimes it feels like a one way ticket to Haitis. 

I've been wanting to focus a lot more on my beauty blog, but like everything else I want to do, it's a very long process to completion. Right now, it's in the preparation stages in my head. To be honest, it'll probably be there the rest of my life. 

Lately, after I hit that 20 year mark, I am already started to feel that 20s slump.

People say, "Your twenties are the best years of your life."

Other people say, it's a time to realize you have absolutely nothing put together in your life.

I'm sitting pretty at option B. 

You see people settling down, getting serious, getting engaged, having babies. 

I guess I haven't reached that point (also haven't had any prospects to get me to that point).

But to be honest, it terrifies me. Next stop commitment? I'll just keep riding the bus. 

Avoid at all costs. 

This weekend, I visited my sister, and we went to Zombie Burger in Des Moines.

The wait was over an hour, and while we were standing there, a girl walked by.

By "girl", I mean she was maybe 3 years old. 

The look she gave me intimidated me.

Her eyes said, "I have my life more put together than you."

And she's probably right. 

I feel like I make a string of bad choices that all very much resemble each other.

I'm stuck in a repeating cycle that I can't get out of. 

I know what I'm doing will catch up to hurt me, but I can't stop myself in the moment. 

And then six weeks later when I realize, ehhh not such a good idea, it's too late.

One way ticket to an emotional breakdown.

And it's not just that I make bad decisions in the present. It's the fact that people think I can make good decisions for the future. 

"What's your major?"

"What's that?"

"What are you going to do with that?"

"When are you graduating?"

"Are you going to the career fair, interview, presentation...?"

Are you going to shut up? Because I can't even make a logical decision for breakfast.

Your words need to cease.

And yet, I'm not worried about it. 

I'm not worried about my future husband. 

I guess I'm a firm believer in not getting too serious, too young.

We grow and evolve, and I don't know if it's possible with one person.

We live in a completely different world than our grandparents. Our grandmas didn't have to worry about our grandpas having a Tinder profile, Snapchat best friends, texting.

(excuse the profanity.)

Is it possible in this day and age? I don't know yet. 

I make bad decisions when it comes to boys.

Shun me to hell, but I've had my share of taken boys, going back to exes, a combination of the two.

And obviously if I make decisions like that, I wouldn't make the right pick of the "forever one."

People will have their opinions of that, but I just don't care.

I know that life will work out.

I know I don't want to be sitting in Iowa for the rest of my life.

We can only predict and control what happens to a certain extent.

All these actions will make sense someday. Mostly it'll probably me saying, "I thought I was an idiot in the moment, and look, I really was."

I have to sign off on this post though. I haven't typed anything of such massive proportions for a lengthy period of time, and it's literally giving me carpal tunnel. 

I hope you all are making terrible, young life decisions as well.

Later Haters. <3

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Classes Are A Pain In Our...

Ah, the end to the first week of school.

One week and 12 thousand lbs of homework. 

They say you should spend 3 hours for every hour you spend in class working on homework or something like that..

If you have that much time to do that many hours of homework, you have too much time and need to enroll in something and anything.

Let's do the math..for me, that would be 17x3, so 51, so not happening.

So I was going to make one post but changed my mind on that, toooo controversial maybe, and so I'm going to make a list of why college is literally the worst.

1. That textbook you just bought, you will never be using it.

Professors will say "I know some professors make you buy the textbook and then never use it. This won't be like that, you absolutely need to read the textbook." No, no you do not. Professor when you tell me I need to read the book, and then present slides verbatim for the book, I didn't need to read it cause you're reading it to me. 

2. People stare.

Unfortunately, back to the real world, people have judgmental little holes in their heads. Keep your little holes looking elsewhere than on me. Too harsh?

Just don't look at me just cause you don't know me. 

3. Seats

Seats on the bus, seats in the hub, seats in class, too many places to find seats. Once your eyes have hit it, it's your possession. If someone doesn't understand this rule, you have the right to teach them. Don't worry, they'll learn. Also, what drives me bonkers... I go to class, sit in the same seat every day, you have to know I sit there, so why when I come to class are you sitting in it now? College students are creatures of habit, so don't try to break mine. It's mine. 

4. Outcast Syndrome

You go to a class, everyone knows each other in the class besides you. Awkward..Go to lunch alone, everyone has their bffl, and you have your laptop. Like I don't know, I'm sorry I'm independent and don't need no man/girl/friend/acquaintance to go to lunch with. At least that's what we'll say. 

5. You're tired.

Maybe I'm biased because I have to wake up at 5:30 every day for work, but I'm exhausted. Going and sitting in rooms listening to someone speak is really getting to me. And when I'm tired, it's not exactly easy focusing on the piles of homework I have to do, so I guess I just won't. yep. 

6. Da Haters

When you meet new people, you'll probably get some new haters. They won't like you because of the way you look, talk, walk, raise your hand, smile, nope, you suck. Just embrace it cause if they don't know you and you haven't legitimately done anything to them, they jealous. 

7. It's not summer.

Just the sheer fact it's not summer and you can't do whatever you want anymore, that sucks within itself.

8. Homework

Professor, I do NOT understand this assignment just because I think it's pointless. Enough with the busy work, I'm a big girl and I don't think this shows it. My professor gave us an assignment where he gave us a sheet of paper (questionnaire), we have to copy the format, make it ourselves, and fill it out. Excuse me, but this is pointless. 

9. Seeing things you can't have.

Suddenly, you branch out from constantly being in your bed and you start seeing boys. Boys, boys, boys. I want it. But the guy I just passed, I'll never see him again. Ever. And a lot of times, the cute boys..have girlfriends. Like why. 

10. 9 months until it's over

Just like birthing a child of freedom, this crap is gonna take 9 months.

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But happy first week, and every week thereafter! We can do this!

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I Have No Idea What's Going On

I'm baaaackkkk.

I went on a little hiatus, I think the blog and I just needed a little break. 

Of course, today was the first day back to classes for Iowa State, and most of the colleges of our great  nation.

(Although, our great nation is also making me pay thousands upon thousands of dollars to get an education...)

I was so rusty on functioning as a productive student that sometimes just the professors speaking words was starting to confuse me. Of course, when the professors were actually speaking. I'm in a sign language class, and the man never spoke one word. Not one. I read the syllabus, and it appears the man may never speak one word. But I like that class. And then there's calculus where...I don't even know what happened in that class today. The man legitimately was trying to teach us things on the first day of class. Like could you not. 

But college can be confusing. High school can be confusing (until you go to college and then you realize high school was no where near confusing in comparison). 

I have decided to make a list of ways to react to the horrendous confusion that can come with sitting in a chair, staring at a human being for 50 minutes.

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1. Play it cool. 

Some people just have the ability to stare their confusion stone cold in the face. Or maybe you're one of the people who actually understand what the foreign professor is talking about calculus. But you're probably not.

2. Facially Express It

You let your professor know that they just spoke utter bullshite with the look of "WTF" all over your face. They probably won't see this, and you'll just look crazy. It's fine, someone out there knows you have no idea what's happening. This is the approach I take, it's fine. 

3. Ignore The Situation

Sometimes once you're too a certain level, there's no helping you. The best course of action for the day is to just ignore you're even in class. Doodle, Snapchat, Tweet...you're done, so don't even try to understand it.

4. Leave

Now I wouldn't put this, but people in my calculus class literally just up and left. I also saw a boy sprinting like Usain Bolt out of a building, so either you placed an explosive device or he was confused. 

5. Let It Flow

Now, save this for a later time. Like don't pull this one out the first day, people will definitely think you're weird. Being confused doesn't give you a pass to cry. It also doesn't give you a reason to throw your prosthetic leg across the lecture hall.

6. Repeatedly Tell Your Neighbor

Ya know, my neighbor in Calc today probably got real sick of me asking him what was happening. Just make sure you let every single person around you know how much you don't understand it, because that will definitely help you to understand it..........

7. Rock It Out

Even if you don't understand it, who cares. Grades are about 1/1000000 of life. C's get degrees, and degrees mean about as much as relationships these days: nada. Zilch. Nothing. 

But when all else fails:

My advice to you is just to remain calm. Calculus/Chemistry/Biology/Whatever is one course in your path of life. College is important, but in four years, who's really going to care. 

And hey ya'll, only 121 days until Christmas, which means less than 121 days 'til we all crawl out of this hell hole we call school for three weeks.

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Thank you, I hope ya'll have a great semester/year/life of learning. 

An Unsuccessful Society: Selfishness and Insecurity

In this day and age, supporting one another and helping "friends" succeed should be the easiest thing in the world.

We update each other 24/7 about what we do, what we're trying to accomplish.

All we really have to do is push the like button, the share button, or send a simple message saying "I think what you're doing is great," or "I hope that goes well for you."

But no, as a society, we don't want that for other people.

We could not be bothered to do any of the above. 

But why?

Sure, we're a lazy society, but how much energy does it take to push a thumbs up?

No, it doesn't have to do with laziness, it has to do with self-confidence issues.

What would it hurt to support someone else if we're confident with ourselves?

Trick question, because it wouldn't. 

We should support whatever people are trying to do, because society as a whole would be better off if everyone was more successful...and happy.

People will be happy if they see people support what they do.

But more times, we're questioning our "friends", because really, it seems they don't want us to succeed.

A major thing I think folks these days should look for in confidants is:

support.

Because these days, it's hard to find.

Your friends should help you, promote you, want the best for you.

And I don't think most people do. 

I have very few friends who I think really support me.

Don't mock what I do, tell me you think it's cool.

Even if you don't, because maybe it isn't cool to you. But I'm your friend, and I do think it's cool.

I saw this photo on the Humans of New York Facebook page.

"I'm sure I'd be less jealous if I was more confident."

I think this statement really captures the fault in our society.

I can't support you, because I'm not confident enough to support myself.

I think this holds true for half of the people in the world.

I think the other half is pure selfishness. 

"I can't support you, and potentially fuel part of your success, because that would leave less attention and success for myself."

Which is so, so sad.

Someone once said to about me (I told myself I wouldn't write about this, but I've gotsta),

"Why don't you blog about it?"

So incredibly rude and just shows what I'm talking about.

It shows a dig at something I do that not everyone does, that doesn't affect you at all.

It's meant to mock something I enjoy doing, and that people have told me as helped them.

I'm sorry I'm doing something that isn't the usual. But I enjoy it.

So, leave me alone.

People are poisonous, I'll use my blog as an example, just because it's something I know.

People will come up to me, "I read your blog."

I appreciate you telling me that, and for reading it, but why not like, share, whatever it?

Almost no one likes my blog posts, but then tells me they liked it.

And sometimes I just feel defeated, I supposedly have all these "friends", yet no one seems to care what I'm doing.

My "friends" don't like my pictures on Instagram, even if I like all of theirs.

You don't have to support me, but don't expect me to support you or even keep your "friendship."

And it's not just my blog.

It's someone's anything.

Pursuing a modeling, singing, athletic career.

These things are huge odds, but we should support people no matter what, because that's what good people do.

Starting a business, changing your personal style, becoming who you're meant to be.

Plain and simple: good people spread "good vibes" (sorry, that is so not my saying, I do see it places and it fits real well), support, and love. 

We have to move on from our own insecurity and selfishness, and support our acquaintance, neighbors, and especially friends. 

Cause that's what friends are for, right?

This post isn't supposed to just say "You're doing something wrong."
You are, but I am too. I just really encourage everyone to promote everyone's success and livelihood. 
Like your friend's business, share your friend's event, etc. It's that easy.
Technology should have made promotion easier, not more snobby.
Support those you care about, or just say hey, I think what you're doing is really neat, even if it's a complete stranger!

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Thanks guys! It's just something I think the world is not really addressing.
People are selfish, the actions we have to take are not hard.
Another thing I saw today that I thought was really cool was this little link right here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjJQBjWYDTs
From Always, shames using "like a girl" as an insult.
#Likeagirl...the least we can do is promote and not demote someone's basic biological sex.

Thank you for reading, I hope ya'll enjoyed!
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Also, this was supposed to be my Youtube Channel cover, but Youtube is winning in the smart struggle right now. Thank you for the (very) few who support me in what I do. You're my heart.

-Alanna 

Life Lessons from Lan.

My gawd...has it really been three weeks since the last time I wrote a blog post here.

Yikes...been so busy I guess! Online classes, graduations, weddings, babysitting...I thought summer was supposed to be down time, but that's fine.

But anyhoo....

this summer I think has really been a summer of personal growth for me.

For many reasons.

First off, I'm starting to see where my life is heading. 

High school is great, but that's not who you are. The latest thing at my ex high school is a page telling people's "hook ups." I'm so glad I am past that part in my life...so glad. To the people running that page, encouraging that page, where is your life heading? The drama and no class express. Because even if you aren't the one participating, just following the account gives them ammunition. Open your eyes, kids. 

In high school, I talked behind people's backs SO MUCH. And now, I just don't know how I did it. I mean, I'm a girl, I gossip here and there, but I really have learned that redirecting the conversation is much better. Don't have any words pinned to you that you don't want pinned there. If your life was a Pinterest board, you would want cuddles and happiness pinned there, not hate. 

College teaches you some things in life just aren't acceptable. Saying "that's so gay"...yeah, you can't do that. Or "retarded." Or anything remotely offensive. And honestly, life is so much better without it. Those words aren't needed, required, feel good words, so why use them?

I realize you have to live your life with a purpose. If you are using those words, talking about this person, promoting a harassing account, your purpose must be to hurt as many people in life as possible. To throw as much poison into the atmosphere as possible. You can't contradict yourself. "I really believe in Jesus Christ and all he has done for me." Then show that...that's not doing the things above. It's not getting drunk every weekend. It's showing whatever it is your life purpose is. Live for Christ, be kind, whatever. Actions speak louder than words. 

I have realized that life doesn't always have a direct path. I switched my major in my mind every day, but I think I'm at a good place. And if I'm not, guess what I can switch it again. There is no right and wrong when it comes to what you're going to do with your life. Unless it's dealing meth or being a pimp...that's questionable.

One of the HUGE things I have realized this summer is that I don't need no man. I will be the first one to admit I could be clingy, I could be this, I could be that. But it's solely because I felt like I NEEDED those relationships. All I've learned is that most of those relationships are poison. But ever since I was young, I felt like I needed that approval from boys. I don't need their approval because I am giving myself my own stamp of approval.

This kid messaged me after a year, only to ignore me again. Boys make no sense. And I don't need them. I feel comfortable not texting someone 23 out of the 24 hours in a day. When the right person comes around, they'll come around.

I guess, the path of this post is kind of like life. Kind of random, but not right or wrong. I just want to encourage people to really think about their actions, to understand themselves, and not need approval. That isn't too much to ask, right? 

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Love always, Lan. 

Identicals: Cats and Bad Boys

So this blog post came out of my little noggin.

I don't really know if any other person on this earth would be odd enough to concoct this theory besides myself.

And the name of the game is:

how cats and bad boys are almost the same thing.

The two are very similar and we chase them for the same reasons.

Now...hang with me, folks. It's actually probably the newest scientific discovery. 

It'll be in list format, so if you don't dig that, byeee. 

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1. Both are very mysterious.

Bad boys: mysterious because they don't give you any hint at their thoughts.

Cats:mysterious because... what the heck are they doing ever.

2. Neither really wants to take pictures with you.

Bad boys: don't want to take a picture with you because their other girlfriends would see it.

Cats: just uncooperative jerks.

3. If it's a bad boy or a cat, either way, it ain't listening to you.

Bad boys: "do what they want."

Cats: also do what they want...I've had my cat for 7 years now and she still acts like she doesn't know her name. 

4. No matter how much you shower them with love, it's definitely not going to make them love you.

Bad boys: you can give them all the love and affection you want, but that does not mean he will ever want to marry you.

Cats: cats will only want to give you affection when you're really not feeling it. They have a sensor, they know. When you want to snuggle, they just run, scratch, bite. 

5. They might secretly enjoy the gifts you give them, but they'll never let you know.

Bad boy: a bad boy might be using you, so you should not be showering them with your gift giving abilities. 

Cat: Forget the gift...just give them the packaging.

6. They ignore you.

Bad boys: They will ignore your calls, texts, snapchats, Facebook messages, etc. without the bat of an eye.

Cats: As said earlier, they'll ignore their name. Ignore no. Ignore stop. Ignore ignore ignore. I guess the difference is that cats just do it straight to your face.

 

7. But you are absolutely expected to be there for them whenever they deem it.

Bad boys: Yes, they can do whatever they want. No, you may not. Bad boys have a way of controlling of your mind and actions.

Cats: When you want love, forget about it. When they want food, they won't let you forget about it.

8. You can't help but wanting them to love you.

Bad boys: It's the thrill of the chase. I don't know why as humans we do that to ourselves. We want what we can't have. Because a bad boy does not want what we want. But there's always the "what if." Yeah, that's not ever going to happen.

Cats: Again, the thrill of the chase. Maybe just maybe someday they'll do exactly what you want. But once again, not going to happen.

(this gif has absolutely nothing to do with anything...i just die every time I watch it.)

9. They might do one cute thing every six months, but that one cute thing makes everything worth it, right?

Bad boys: they brought you flowers they found in the garbage behind their drug house...that's so cute.

Cats: so stupid, they don't realize they did anything. And what they did probably wasn't all that cute, but of course it was!

10. They'll miss you when you're gone.

Bad boys: when they're 80 and alone, they'll realize you were the bomb diggity. "Baby, I was wrong."

Cats: even if they don't show it, cats miss you a ton when you leave them. Whether a day or months, they love you.

In the end, which is superior, a cat or a bad boy?

The cat for sure. Bad boys are just troubled souls afraid to grow up, afraid to commit. 

Cats are just innocent little critters. Also fuzzy and soft. 

So I mean...boys just started off with the shorter stick, but didn't make up for it.

Remember: 

Sorry, this was so heavily cat picture based. But I mean...I love the felines.

Thank you so much for reading!

Remember to send me ideas, thoughts, opinions, etc! An open book.

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The Seven Skinnies on Being Skinny.

Skinny girl probs...

I'm not saying I'm super skinny..i know I'm not like the tiniest person alive.

I think I'm at a healthy weight, maybe go down like 5 pounds. 

But when you are on the skinnier side, it's not all the perks people act like it is.

So, I have decided to make this list (I love da lists.) about the downfalls of being thin.

This post was inspired by:

me and my life and my thoughts.

1. "Oh my gosh, shut up."

-the above face is the look people give skinny people when they say anything about body issues, and then likewise, the face skinny people give them when they say something about them saying something.

when you're skinny (girl), you actually become a different creature. One who is not allowed to think your thighs are too chunky, your tummy looks flabby, etc. Skinny girls are girls too, and will have body image issues just like you. Do not think the comment someone says has anything to do with you, it has to do with their own thoughts about themselves.  "Perfection is a disease of the nation"...duh.

2. "Oh my gosh, you're so skinny!"

the above statement might be better for someone who just lost a lost of weight. 300 to 150. when you say it to a skinny person, it seems like you're suggesting the above image. "So" skinny is more like an insult. If someone is skinny, it really doesn't need to be addressed. Would you go up to a heavy person and so, "You're so big!" Or a person with brunette hair, "Oh my goodness, you're hair is so brown!"

I don't know why our society feels the need to comment on everything about everyone's appearance.

3. "The No Tittay Commitay"

most skinny girls are "lacking" something deemed perfection by society. it's rare for you to be naturally skinny and have big bazoongas or a big ol' booty. Some people do...and those people are just not fair. 

4. "You aren't a 'real woman'."

I'm pretty sure anatomically a "real woman" has female genitalia. I think that should basically sum up that term...and even there..the lines are blurred. I want the folks who are skinny shaming girls to explain to me what it constitutes to be a "real woman." People say that being skinny means you can't bear children...huh. I don't think bearing children is a part of being a real woman: lots of women can't get pregnant. And it's just false besides that.

It is not wrong to be skinny. 

5. "Skinny people don't have cellulite..."

Bethany girl..i'm with you. People just think heavy people get cellulite. Cellulite is not due to weight...it has to do with fat cells and the skin layers. Doing the calculations, most every human is a candidate. Unless you are the Ghost of John (Have you seen the ghost of John...never mind.) So when someone says they're trying to get rid of their cellulite and they skinny, you be quiet, yo. 

6. "You really need to eat a cheeseburger or something. Can we get this girl a burger?"

Society has also made skinny girls to just take this...even though it's extremely offensive. When you say something like that, you are insinuating the person has anorexia. So the analogy just went skinny= anorexic. But skinny people are just supposed to smile and giggle and take it. K Let's not anymore. I would never tell someone that should lay off the burgers. So why would I tell someone they should lay on the burgers? Let's think, ya'll. If you rude, you rude.

7. "You wouldn't understand."

(I don't know...all I could come up with.)

Apparently being skinny means you can't be apart of some club. the club that other people make that to them is "everyone else." Skinny people just don't understand other people's body issues, because they don't have brains right? Body issues have less to do with your body, and more with your mind. So everyone with a brain (except boys...sorry, I don't know if you guys do get girls' issues) can understand appearance problems. 

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So, my brain has kind of hit a road block I suppose...late at night. 

8 is late for some of us old folks.

I guess if you have any questions, contact me. 

Need moral support, a joke, I dunno. I'll find something.

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