just being molly

MOLLY HAS MOVED

2011-06-08T22:44:00.002-05:00

If you're still following this blog, head on over to Molly Does, my new blog for all things art and life and social awkwardness.

Thanks for all the support here, I hope to see you on the new blog!

now i'm just a basket case.

2010-09-21T15:50:00.001-05:00

A day is made incredibly more enjoyable when you see your campus crush partaking in an activity you both enjoy.

In my case, photography.

Molly is happy today. Molly has also dropped Calc and is now taking French. Bonne chance, Molly.

such a heavenly way to die.

2010-09-17T13:51:00.003-05:00

The problem with buying Converse one size too small for you, even if they fit, is that they will leave blisters on your baby toes.

Well, readers, I'm posting about college. More in-depth, too, because it is Friday. And I actually have no homework except to draw. And, since I can count all of you readers on one hand, I feel as though this post will be very appreciated. It's like I've been sucked into college life and it has kind of sort of cut my contact to a lot of the outside world.

First off, I dropped Calculus. Four classes in and I am done, probably for forever. Know what I'm taking instead? Gateways to Mathematics next semester. I am so looking forward to that.

Waking up at 8am for a week was enough to put me in a power nap coma on more than one occasion.

Religion is what you'd think it'd be like (especially at eight o'clock in the morning), and Psych is interesting... very collegiate, as it's a mini-lecture class (my words, not theirs).

Art, however, is where I love to be. I love the art department and the program is far more advanced and interesting than I expected, even when I picked the school. I am overwhelmed by the possibilities and the talent that has come through here. I hope that being in this great a place will have a similar positive effect upon me.

In other news, David and our friend Sean and I are (hopefully) going to get a radio show through KSTO! Naturally it will be the funniest one on campus and have the best music. What can I say, I'm hilarious. They're okay too.

I'm tired almost all the time but I'm making friends and showering with shoes on and climbing up into a lofted bed at the end (and sometimes sooner) of everyday. I'm joining co-cirriculars and walking a lot and facebooking probably way too much. I'm counting down the days until fall break (28 as of today) when I can come home and sleep in a bed I don't have to haul myself into and shower in an actual shower and just unwind, and of course crash eTown's Homecoming photos.

But, all that being said, I like it here.

not like any other day.

2010-09-10T09:53:00.002-05:00

Why have I not posted in about two weeks?

One word. College.

I've said it more times than I can count, but so far, so good. I've not had any horrible experiences. I've made friends and seen friends and am taking drawing (and have my first art class in about two hours). My advisor says I have good work in my portfolio and I know all the drawing professors... I feel okay.

I got a package in the mail today. To my dismay it was only a textbook.

Being a college student doesn't leave you a lot of time to do much else, including blogging. Just Being Molly may, as a consequence, suffer as I grapple with time management.

However, don't worry. I'll be back and posting soon, I assume.

Here's to college!

i wish i could follow you.

2010-08-27T15:38:00.006-05:00

This is slash has been a pretty big week for your favorite rando-blogger, Molly.

This week was my last nannying this summer. All in all, about 370 hours. And most of my money ended up in my back account! There's something to be said for that. For all my complaining, I will miss those kids. They chose my last day with them to be good and grateful and sweet. The shits. Katherine gave me a pack of gum, a Crystal Light packet, four Silly Bandz and 20 cents. What a gem. Good(?) news is, I'll see them next summer. I'm kind of relieved to not have to find a job while I'm at school. And for the kind of untaxed money they pay me, the fact that I get Fri-Sun off, and that they gave me a paid vacation this summer... yeah I guess I can manage one more summer.

I'm getting ready to go to college... ehhh. It's a weird feeling. So many of my dearest friends have already departed. It leaves me with this empty scheduled, bored feeling. I'm going to have to fill this void with art.

Speaking of art, I'm going back to my "roots" as an artist. I've been haunting Tealin's art, and especially her Harry Potter art. This is the girl who influenced me to change my style in the first place, and I was really bad at it. It being drawing. And though my style has evolved since then into some amorphous blob of "art," I still strive to be as great as she is. She and Makani. You know, Tealin works for Disney now. And she animated for The Princess and the Frog. So naturally she is just a couple steps down from God to me, especially since I began following her so long ago.

This week also marked the fourth anniversary of my grandpa Andy's death. Dwelling too long on the subject still gets me. He, however, wouldn't want me to be sad. So to him, I say I love you, I pray for you, and I would give the last four years for one more hug! Andrew Joseph Sullivan, July 14, 1932 - August 23, 2006.

I'm mentally exhausted. I need to splatter paint.

P.S. If you want some more great art, check out Daccat. She's great. See a style theme here?

this territory goes uncharted.

2010-08-22T16:14:00.003-05:00

I haven't blogged in so many days!

I leave for school in two weeks yesterday, which would normally freak me out. But, since I just got my computer today and am currently watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire on ABC Family I'm feeling all right. Except for the fact that a handful of my best friends just left me, I'm doing okay.

I suggest you follow Cecilie Marie here at her blog, where she'll be posting about life and fashion in the windy city of Chicago. No one is more jealous than I of her fashion sense and of her home for the next four years. Really though... Chicago. What I wouldn't give.

But, that would be regressive, wouldn't it? Considering the Northwestern Debacle of 2009. Then again, maybe someday Chicago living will be progressive.

Then again, so could California. Delicious.

It occurred to me the other day that my freshman year roomies may have read or may be reading this blog. If you are, hello! Hope you don't think blogging is weird... considering I've done my fair share this summer.

Well, I'm going to go try and transfer my iTunes library over to my new computer. Cross your fingers for me... Wall·E's been a little stubborn since I tried to connect him up to the external hard drive.

whisper something soft and kind.

2010-08-06T16:43:00.016-05:00

Want a real update? Here's a real update. I bought myself a Canon EOS Rebel XS. Beautiful little thing and I absolutely adore it. Another update? I'm finally on The Lake. And, for (I believe) the first time on this blog, I'm posting some photos of my own. Enjoy!

our twisted storybook of love.

2010-08-04T17:53:00.001-05:00

I want to take pictures. I want to take photos of people and of places. It makes me so happy!

there’s no love like apathy.

2010-07-25T21:22:00.003-05:00

Forty days 'til I move into college. All I'm going to say about that.

Hopefully I'll be getting my school computer in early-mid August. Might put me back about a week's worth of pay though, including the new iPod purchase I'll be making. 8GB iPods just don't cut it for me. Consequently, I don't know when exactly I'll be buying that new camera I wanted.

Death of a Salesman kicks it into high gear and ends this week. I'm more than ready for it to be done. Not that I don't love being on stage in a white slip that I hate. Oh, wait...

I've drawn nothing almost all summer. This disturbs me.

I didn't really have a point for this post. I just wanted to update anyone who reads. So here, anyone, here is your update. Don't get too excited.

gamble if you want to win.

2010-07-18T01:19:00.006-05:00

Hey you.

Yes, you.

What do YOU want to see ME do here? On this blog?

More life updates? Something more interesting? Now that I know I have a few followers, throw your ideas out there. Maybe I'll come up with a theme day, all because of something you suggested.

And how cool would that be. You could tell everyone it was your idea Molly started doing "Music Mondays" on her blog.

And when I get famous I'll credit you for encouraging me to succeed.

Think about it. And then share it here.

Comment below. No Blogger account necessary.

sign me up for the storm.

2010-07-14T22:38:00.007-05:00

What does an artist do with her purged sketches? Does she throw them away? Shred the intimate ones, the ones too personal for anyone to ever see? Burn the ones that make her angry? File them away for future reference in regards to growth, and emotion? Hide them under her mattress?

I'm facing this dilemma. What does one do with sketches that aren't complete, coherent or cohesive? Or just sketches I don't feel comfortable sharing?

Lot of C's.

Summer's almost officially halfway done. I'll calculate what the halfway mark is sometime this weekend. I'm sure it's going to be a sad time.

Drama in Molly's world! I'm not typically one to let things eat at me. Pfft. Who am I kidding? I am completely someone who overthinks and lets things bug and pester me. This past week, save for the wedding, was rough. And now I've been reduced to a self-conscious pessimistic complain-gamer, and more so than usual. Whu-oh.

I suppose we just have to let this run its course, yes?

I've made up my mind I'm going to buy my camera soon. Hopefully we'll get a functional computer soon, too.

Speaking of, when I turned on my computer today it automatically reverted the time and date to some day in December 1969. Which got me thinking about time-traveling back to my past and warning Past Molly of so many things. How would my present change?

go on, make a mountain out of it.

2010-07-09T00:37:00.002-05:00

I should not be blogging right now. As Sam would say (yes you, Samantha), I am too angsty right now to be blogging. Or tweeting from that matter. So I'm going to refrain from complaining and simply say I need Jason Mraz to sing me to sleep tonight. Hence the lyric-post-title.

My cousin's wedding is tomorrow! July 10, 2010. Congrats to Matt and Ashley! I'm so excited to go.

Partially 'cause my dress is awesome.

On the flip side, we're leaving the house at 8:30am tomorrow and I've not even begun to pack, a sure sign that I'll forget something. Also I've not started the card I was supposed to make. SHIZZZZZZZZnit. We'll figure something out. I usually do.

It's a Jason night. Hope all of your nights were fun and eventful! Night, little ones.

does my love ever reach you.

2010-07-07T23:52:00.003-05:00

No, I haven't fallen off the face of the earth.

I'm going to use the holiday weekend as my excuse as to why I've not posted in about a week. And to be honest, I'm dying of exhaustion (hyperbole) right now so this is going to be short and sweet.

Really short. Not necessarily so sweet. Depends on how you look at it.

No, I'm not MIA. Yes, I'll be back and posting more probably starting this weekend. Get siked, dood.

As for right now, sleep before the munchkins return with their choruses of "Mollyyyy, Mollyyyy." Ugh... it haunts me.

i believed i was the crazy one.

2010-06-30T23:51:00.004-05:00

One last post for the month of June, so I gotta make it quick.

I talked to a squirrel today. Well, to be fair, I did most of the talking. And the talking was actually yelling. And I was moving in my vehicle at about 15 mph. Said squirrel, we'll call him Quique, jumped out in front of my car literally 2 feet before I was about to cross his path. Luckily for him I'm an animal lover of sorts, so I slowed and managed to spare him. After he crossed I yelled out the window, "You're one lucky squirrel, buddy!"

Did I get some stares from the Country Club folk? Maybe. I'm classy like that.

Speaking of Country Club, the more I nanny the more obvious it becomes to me that it is a whole different world completely unlike what I am used to. These are the beautiful people. Beautiful and dirty rich*. Now I'm contemplating authoring (and illustrating, of course) a series of children's books called "How the Other Half Lives." It'd be like Curious George, only not at all. "Molly Goes to the Country Club." "Molly Goes to Junior Golf." "Molly Buys Things."

To be fair, the people I nanny for are very kind individuals. And, while the munchkins are on their way without me, I am pounding manners into their kids.

On a completely random note, Sara Bareilles is one of my favorite musicians. Did you know that? Maybe you did. She's awesome. The bee's knees. Maybe one of these days I'll make a post devoted to her! I'm tempted to now change the lyric that is this post title from Ben Folds** to Sara, but I'm not going to. Nonconformist. So trendy right now. Headdesk.

And then one devoted to Joseph Gordon Levitt. Mmm, Joseph Gordon Levitt.

All for now, little ones. Good night.

* Thanks for the line, Lady GaGa.
** Today's song is "Landed" by Ben Folds.

everything i fear is in my hands.

2010-06-27T22:33:00.002-05:00

And that scares me. 'Cause it's true. Isn't it?

time to throw away the oars.

2010-06-24T23:52:00.007-05:00

What crazy weather we've been having this week. Hot and muggy with sprinkles and showers up until Thursday, which was gorgeous in every sense of the word. Sunny, mid- to upper-70s, slight breeze and zero humidity. And then today it's like the freaking apocalypse.

All I'm going to say is I like to think I'm used to driving in heavy rain, 'cause I've done it multiple times pretty much every summer I've been licensed, but this was freaking insane. I drove to my cousin's house during this downpour, and I literally could not see five feet in front of my car. It was worse than a white-out, almost. Freakin' torrential.

Best part is, after sheltering at the cousins', I hung out with a couple friends and on the drive home, I could see stars in the sky. WHAT THE WHAT.

In other news I'm confronting problems with silence and my ever-charming and so very characteristic semi-positive-slash-snarky-bitch attitude. It is what it is.

Time for something Molly Loves!

I love it when you go to the pool on a perfect summer day and after you shower and get into clean clothes your skin feels smooth and warm and summery and you can still smell the tiniest bit of chlorine on your arms and in your hair. There's something about it that I just find comforting, like my dad's ear-shattering snoring.

Lastly, and just out of curiosity, does anyone (other than my #1 Blog Fan, Sid) actually read this? I know a couple of my friends have told me they do. Throw out a comment if you read; remember you don't need to join Blogger to leave comments. Plus, if you comment and therefore let me know you're reading, I may make more reader-involving posts in the future. Like... something. I don't know. I'm exhausted. Comment if you read.

Watch, I won't get any comments. Who's excited? Me!

I just reminded myself of the fabulous Maria, who'll be home tomorrow!! SUCH EXCITEMENT I've never felt.

i'll close my eyes, then i won't see.

2010-06-23T22:38:00.002-05:00

So, this post had a point until I forgot it. If I can't remember, we can always talk about how freaking awkward Cat Deeley was on tonight's episode of So You Think You Can Dance... like really freaking awkward. If you're a host/ess, please don't try and add your two cents to every single free moment. Your viewers don't appreciate that.

It makes them uncomfortable.

I'm having a fifth-life crisis. I'm so lame, I can't even get a cool name like "quarter-life." 'Cause I'm so pathetic I'm freaking out about college and my talentz and where all this adulthood stuff is going. Crap it.

And after a week of nannying, I've decided: (a) nannying is the best form of birth control for girls ages 15-22, (b) I would like to be an involved mom, much like my own, and not waste extraneous amounts of money on a nanny, (c) I would not like to live in a house that looks like Pottery Barn, and (d) kids are annoying.

Sigh. One more day this week. Off to shleep.

hello, tell me you know.

2010-06-21T20:50:00.005-05:00

Scorpio :: 6/21/10 The Moon's return to your sign today demands that you keep your heart open to the upcoming changes. Although current events aren't necessarily unfolding according to your expectations, they can still work out in your favor if you let go of some control. It may feel as if you are being tested if you attempt to run the show. Fortunately, sharing responsibilities now will give you more time to explore your own personal needs.

I love it when it's the summertime because the days are longer and life seems to be breathing easier, even if you aren't.

All my featured horoscopes are from iGoogle. Gracias, iGoogle.

i do it for love.

2010-06-20T21:45:00.002-05:00

Read it.

A week of testing ahead of me. No papers or No. 2 pencils required.

those other girls, well they're beautiful.

2010-06-17T12:31:00.003-05:00

It was an interesting day.

Among the bustle and seeing everyone, I felt like my theme for the day was summed up by, "That is what I'm here for." But is it?

I almost don't want it to be.

Congrats, Sid, on supposedly finishing production week! I'd like to apologize for not being there to cheer you on. But I hear Reed and Ng went, and my understanding is that they wished you well for me. I hope you got that message.

Well, in the spirit of this sporadic and increasingly random post, I might as well throw in a "Things Molly Loves" while I'm at it.

I love it when your entire body is contentedly tired. Not in an exhausted way, but just tired, and you know you can go to bed and sleep a lot.

I don't love it when the above happens and you have to journal about your day before you forget details, thus keeping you awake. Bishes.

i must be sure from the very start.

2010-06-17T11:56:00.004-05:00

Well, I graduated. It's official - I'm a fresh[wo]man again. Bottom of the food chain. The baby once more. Except this time it's different than graduating into a sufficiently awkward sixth grader or graduating into an awkward sophomore with at least some footing in who she's becoming. Now I have to be a "young adult."

It's strange how we seem to want independence and freedom so much, but when it's finally within sight, we (or at least I) don't want it so much anymore.

It re-hit me during the commencement ceremony that this would be the last time I see a lot of these people and that I wouldn't be managing slash yelling at people next year during showtime, and that I wouldn't be with a lot of my friends next year. I won't be with any of you junebugs-now-seniors, or my squashbabies. And that thought makes me very very sad. It's selfish, but I don't want you guys to have fun without me there!

Now I'm getting sentimental. Bahh.

On another note, happy belated birthdays to my bright and beautiful 17-year-old "daughter" Maria and amazingly cooler-than-I-will-ever-be 16-year-old "grandson" Justin. You two are the most greatest ever even.

** Also, pop on over to my hiatus post at Photo by Molly to see my awesome final video-slideshow-majigger.

crashing in like the realest thing.

2010-06-15T00:15:00.006-05:00

Scorpio :: 6/15/10 Expressing how you feel can heat things up more than you realize. Unfortunately, suppressed feelings can turn cold, agitating your unconscious and adding tension to the group process. A fiery trine between your two key planets, Mars and Pluto, stirs your emotions. Fortunately, it's easy to act on your intuition. Following your instincts now is your best defense against negativity. Taking the high road is surely your best option.

Well what do you know. That last bit is especially relevant considering a few minutes ago I decided to swallow my pride and terribly hurting ego and accepted my invitation to the facebook DOAS group. We'll see what becomes of this... and as of right now I'm lobbying to be the most modestly dressed whore ever seen onstage.

Yes, I'm "one of those" who enjoy horoscopes.

Nine hours nannying today followed immediately by five hours of Spotlight. Oh, and I didn't eat for 11 hours straight, excluding a protein bar from Alli and a Jolly Rancher from Tommy. So thanks you two, you held me over.

Guess what.

I'm graduating. Today!

Thanks for the horoscope, iGoogle!

i like the mess you make.

2010-06-13T21:31:00.004-05:00

Out of the 192,201 grad parties there were today, I made it to two. The gingers' and Ellen's. So, if you had a grad party today and you're reading this, I greatly apologize. I was there in spirit, and you'll get cards sometime in the mail. Any further complaints can be forwarded to my boss*.

Tomorrow I begin my first day of nannying for three... adorable(?) little children. 40 hours a week with these tykes. I think I'll have to will myself to love them for the bank I'll be making. Luckily, only one day this week; I'm off Tuesday through Thursday. Freedom and summerrrr.

Speaking of bank, I made over a hundred bucks tonight waitin' tables. Wooooo. That's what's up. At this rate I'll be rich before the summer's out. New camera, I can almost see you.

Still deciding on DOAS. Not sure about much right now.

What I am sure about though is that I hate it when I find a song I really like and it's not on iTunes. What the what is that about?

* But not actually..

i feel the waves crashing on my feet.

2010-06-11T23:36:00.002-05:00

Well, well, well. It seems that Will and James have gotten themselves a joint blog. Swell idea, gentlemen, and than you for the link. It was very sweet of you. If you, dear reader, are ever in need of some weird and boggling things to read on the IntraWeb, pop on over to Artistic Bastards. They'll cover you.

I've been to two Twins games in the past three days, and they've been everything I hoped Target Field would be. Great (or in tonight's case, acceptable) weather, perfect seats. And we won both games, so that's always good, too.

Also, went to the outlet mall and got two new pairs of Chucks and a new pair of Mary-Jane Crocs. Being preoccupied with enjoyable things like shopping with friends and watching your favorite sport kind of take away the sting of rejection.

And now, Sidney, if you're reading this (which I think you are), I want to so apologize for not being there on Thursday. Victoria and I really attempted, but both of us were overcome with sleep. That sounds so stupid, I know. But it's what happened. We'll just have to go to Crave sooner rather than later, yes? Comment if you're reading slash if you agree.

I might blog more within the next couple of days, but for now, this is all. Goodnight, IntraWeb. This little blogger is signing off.

as usual you will get your way.

2010-06-10T00:13:00.006-05:00

Finally made it to Target Field. My dad and I made the game a father/daughter date night and I snapped this before the game actually started. Twins beat the Royals 6-2, and I got an insane amount of creeper photos of Joe Mauer. So naturally my night was grand. (Ooo! Pun! As in Grand Night!)

Updates. I have found and compiled all the photos I'll be using for my photo final. And I edited them all on my crappy Elements 4.0. However, even though my Photoshop is horrible, I got all of the editing out of the way tonight. All I have to do tomorrow is load them into Movie Maker at school, add text, and add the music. So all in all I think I cut a finals-class period's time of editing down to a normal-class period's time of editing. And then I'm done! After I turn in my Psych paper... which I still have to write... whoops.

Then, I need to make some teacher thank-yous, and home free. No more returning to school. Ever!

False. I'll be returning. For Sidney. So (since I know you're reading this), see you tomorrow, dear. You're going to like Victoria and my paintings.

Now. A melancholy update. After a month, the directors finally sent out the Death of a Salesman cast list. I will not have the fortune of playing Linda. The role I got was The Woman. I would have liked to have done one thing in the spotlight during my time "in" high school. And I wanted Linda more than any other theater-related thing I've done before. But whatever. I'm just a lowly Stage Manager, and it looks like that's where I should continue to put my focus.

The time machine I'm building is going to come in handy on so many levels someday.

time isn't really real.

2010-06-08T00:37:00.002-05:00

Today was my last day of high school. I'm now a college freshman.

And you know something? I'm scared shitless.

your empty eyes seem to pass me by.

2010-06-06T01:14:00.004-05:00

Oh my gosh, she's actually posting, and let me be the first to say I love what she's putting up! Welcome to the blogosphere, Maria!

I'm quite tired indeed. I've been drawing lately, which is good. But now, I think I need to sleep.

It's times like these when I remember this one phrase someone used to say. "I'm avoiding you. Don't take it personally."

when the world slows down.

2010-06-04T22:27:00.003-05:00

I love it when it's nighttime and the lights in your room are off so when you walk in it's cold and chilly and happy and your room is waiting for you to warm it up.

just can't turn and walk away.

2010-06-04T18:43:00.010-05:00

Behold, the best cereal of all time. For those of you who don't remember the legend that is Rice Krispie Treats cereal, shame on you. Shame, shame, shame on you. Why choose between the yummy deliciousness that is Rice Krispies and the sugary delight that is a Rice Krispie treat? Don't choose, have them both. Only don't. 'Cause no one sells them anymore.

However, I literally just paid a visit to Kellogg's website, and I believe I may have found the answer to my brother's and my prayers.

Welcome to the weekend. Grad parties galore tomorrow, as well as work both nights. And then, guess what? My last day of high school. Monday.

I feel as though I should be more sentimental than I am. And that kind of sucks, because I have no more time to be sentimental. I need to build that time machine; I'd redo so much, or do more, or try more. And I'd save River Phoenix. So that's always a plus (for everyone).

On the downside, last night (and a bit of today) was a low point. Lots of regrets from the past three years, coming back to haunt me. Old ghosts that I thought had died down. But no. They came back and they came back strong. Sigh.

Well, what can you do? Grow. Move. On, that is.

I found Sidney. And Will got a blog, too. I'm starting a revolution.

Photo courtesy of crossroads-market.com

you'll just have to wait.

2010-06-03T23:05:00.000-05:00

Still hurts.

paint a portrait of a mystery.

2010-06-02T21:31:00.005-05:00

Wow... remember the time when I had motivation?

I literally cannot bring myself to do anything but sit in front of my tv and watch So You Think You Can Dance. And it's just the auditions, so it's not like I'm even watching. I'm sitting here, the computer either next to me or on my lap, thank you cards sitting at my feet, and my planner just waiting for me to acknowledge it. The only reason I even have my planner near me is to see what songs I'm thinking about putting on the mix for Maggie, which was due 2 days ago.

I could be exercising. I could be writing thank yous, which I told my parents I'd have done by tomorrow. I could be making my note card for my math test tomorrow. I could be finishing up my math assignment. I could be drawing my overdue sketchbook. I could be reading and doing lesson plans for lit. I could be compiling photos to use in my digital portfolio final. I could be writing up a rough draft of my paper for Psych. I could be watching Ferris Bueller's Day Off. Or Harry Potter.

In short, I could be doing a lot of things.

But I'm not.

Because I have three days left of school, and I have come down with a scorching case of senioritis. Looks like another late night for Molly and her best friend, Caffeine.

Oh, why the illustration of Target Field? 'Cause I'd much rather be there than anywhere else right now, excepting maybe asleep in my bed.

Illustration courtesy of minnesota.publicradio.org

sunshine, i'd really like to tell you.

2010-06-02T16:28:00.008-05:00

Writing thank you cards is the worst. Graduating is fun. Getting graduation money from friends and family is fun. Actually writing your thank you cards is the worst.

Pop on over to Photo[by]Molly for some new portraits. I'm trying to take my photography in a different direction now.

Speaking of photography, Molly wants this, the Canon Rebel EOS XSI. In silver. Ooo, pretty camera. Just look at how amazing it is, all pretty and compact but oh, the pictures it takes! The stuff of dreams. David and Justin both have Canon Rebels, I believe, and their cameras make all of us look good. And they make me look better than I naturally do, I think, so what's not to love (besides the price tag)?

Sidney has a blog! And I don't know the url. She won't give it to me. The ever-stylish Reed has a blog, though, and hers is pretty snazzy indeed. I approve wholeheartedly. Word on the street slash from the in-question's mouth is that Maria also has a blog... don't have a link for that one yet either. I (unjustly) feel like I am starting a new wave of bloggers, and I am excited.

Current Jam opens tonight. I really don't want to go see it, but alas, I think I am tomorrow in the evening time. Lame. I'm biased, but not for it. DH can suck it.

P.S. I think this post contains the most links ever.

Photo courtesy of www.vanns.com

from the sky down to the sea.

2010-06-02T01:08:00.015-05:00

Time to talk about one of my favorite topics! Piercings.

Now, I think that piercings are lovely and can add a lot to an individual's appearance. I think they are unique and can be very beautiful. There are some I don't care for, and others I love.

I have both of my ears pierced several times, and while my parents won't let me get any more until I'm out from under their roof, that hasn't stopped me from browsing. Here are four piercings I've been intrigued by over the past few months.

1. The rook
I think these piercings are especially attractive because they are unexpected. Plenty of people can double-pierce their ears (I did). A few more can triple-pierce 'em (did that, too). And it's becoming increasingly popular to pierce your cartilage (a.k.a. "get a helix;" did this too, but removed it before it was healed). Rooks aren't quite as common, but I think they are just as interesting, and definitely just as pretty. Another perk? They're still on your ear, so they can be hidden or removed entirely and any scarring from healing over won't be distracting or super apparent. I talked with a teacher who has her rook pierced, and according to her, getting her rook pierced didn't hurt any more than a regular piercing might.

2. The anti-eyebrow
Now, I think the anti-eyebrow is very interesting. Last time I was in, I asked my regular piercer, Jake, how these work. He said essentially it's like a tiny staple underneath the skin. Weird you out? Not me. I think they look awesome, but only if you rock it. However, a downside to anti-eyebrow piercings, as well as Monroes (see below), are that they are facial piercings. Facial piercings are pretty difficult to hide and can inhibit your opportunities; employers often prefer more modest appearances and people don't always find heavily pierced individuals super inviting. While I think anti-eyebrow piercings are pretty friggin' sweet, I'd say my chances of getting one done are slim to none (rhyme).

3. The Monroe
Named after Marilyn herself, the Monroe is also known as the Madonna or Crawford. I love these piercings. Anyone watch The Real World: D.C.? Emily, one of the four girls from D.C.'s season, sported a small Monroe stud, which is how I was introduced to these. Whenever I bring up Monroes, they always get a mixed reaction. Some think they're adorable, others tell me to just get my nose pierced if I want to pierce my face. One of my friends affectionately told me that if I get a Monroe, I could be the next star of 16 & Pregnant, as apparently all* the girls on that show have some sort of lip piercing. Nevertheless, I think this can be the more tasteful of lip piercings. Though it's doubtful I'd actually go through with it because of the drawbacks of having a facial piercing, I still really like Monroes.

4. The "middle"
This is what I like to call the middle piercing. Take away the blue dot farthest to the left on the illustration, and what you've got left is essentially a helix piercing, just in the middle of your ear's edge. I love these; I know a handful of girls who have their "middles" pierced. I think they are simple, pretty, and non-offensive. My mama might even be ok with me getting my middle pierced. We'll have to check that out.

What are your thoughts on body piercing or even body art? Tattoos are on the rise around my school; would you ever?

If you read all of this, you get three Virtual BrowniePoints™. However it's time for me to go to sleep. My eyes are dry and heavy and I have to be awake in four hours. Why did I bother blogging?

* Obviously not all the girls on 16 & Pregnant, and obviously there's no correlation between getting a lip piercing and subsequently getting pregnant.

Illustrations courtesy of www.777bodypiercing.co.uk

holy wow.

2010-06-01T19:47:00.003-05:00

VelvetBowtie.

Go look at it. Justin was born to blog!

drive slow 'til we run out of road.

2010-06-01T17:18:00.004-05:00

Wonderful news! My "grandson" Justin has joined me in the blogging world. Granted, his blog is through tumblr, but all the same, it's there. It's not quite up yet, but it's there! And it finally has a url and title. Check back soon, 'cause I can tell you, he'll be a wonderful blogger, writing about (in his words) "shit [he] likes." Lady Gaga will be making more than one appearance over on VelvetBowtie.

August & Amy went splendidly. Our night shows went extremely well; the matinee went as well as we can expect a matinee to go. And my monologues went well, too! It was so fun to be a part of that cast and it was very different acting for a change... but I liked it!

I have four more days left of high school, and that is a very strange feeling. Another strange feeling? Diet Mountain Dew in my tummy. Don't know if I like that.

Glee is on tonight. Potential reaction post to come either tonight or tomorrow.

Oh, and also! Happy June.

there's no one here to save.

2010-05-29T00:51:00.012-05:00

We have a show. Today. And I just got a new monologue. Yesterday.

So much about August & Amy has changed since our original read through, which was sometime in January. I've been backstage, then put onstage, then removed again. Scenes were written in and scenes were thrown out, sets have changed (or just formulated). This is really my first time acting, and I've been shocked to find I'm not really as loud as I think. Slash need to be.

It'll be all over on Sunday. Weird, huh? Theater never seems to end, but sooner or later it will. And it appears that it's getting closer to the 'sooner' part.

On a different note, yesterday in art I was unwrapping the Shibori* pieces we'd dyed. Consequently my hands were pale blue for the rest of the day. Still are a little bit. It's so annoying because it makes my nails look dirty. But on the plus side, I ran around saying things like, "I'm becoming a Smurf!" and "I am the avatar!" and calling myself Teri the Na'vi all day, which only annoyed my friends a little bit, I think.

I have five days left of school. Five. And then I'll never be in high school again. Assuming I get my P.E. credit in that time span.

* Shibori: "[A] Japanese term for several methods of dyeing cloth with a pattern by binding, stitching, folding, twisting, compressing it, or capping. Some of these methods are known in the West as tie-dye." Thanks, Wikipedia!

post the first.

2010-05-28T11:03:00.007-05:00

Hello CyberWorld. I am Molly, and I am here to blog.

First of all, naming a blog is hard work.

Next. To be honest, blogs bring back bad memories of sophomore year. As a part of our lit class, we were required to keep and maintain a blog and update it with assignments. Apparently, secondary educators really enjoy blogs, because I've created another blog geared solely toward digital photography, also for school. Currently, I'm trying to get some of my artistically inclined friends of the photography persuasion to join me on that blog, or to create a new one all together. Their stuff is all better than mine anyway.

I was inspired to create a personal blog by a number of people. Two bloggers, in particular. And anyone who's going to bother to read this knows who those two are. But, I figure, this can be a good way for my dear underclassmen friends (as well as my age-alike peers) to stalk me and see what's going on in my life while I'm growing up at college. Won't that be interesting! Besides, if I succeed in convincing others to post on my photo blog, I'll want an outlet that's more Molly-central, right? Unless that makes me sound like a narcissistic skeez. In which case, nevermind.

Once I get a camera of my own I will also be posting photos here, hopefully.

I have a feeling this blog is going to be very soul-baring. Get excited.

meet molly.

2010-05-24T12:12:00.013-05:00

Meet Molly. As a freshman in college, Molly doesn't sleep much. She's one to stay up late and sleep in later, which is how posts such as these (in the third person?) will arise. Molly lives in a Midwestern bubble of Suburbia and longs to one day be urban enough to wear artsy things and not get strange looks from her mother. Has that ever stopped Molly before? Maybe once or twice.

Molly is an amateur freelance artist. Her work has been used by the City of Edina's Energy & Environment Commission, her high school's chapter of Project Earth, and her designs have been featured as Homecoming 2010 and Field Based Science camp 2009 t-shirts. Her artwork has also been used by her high school's Thespian Club for the posters, programs, and t-shirts of their 2010 Winter Play among many other uses.

Molly enjoys many things, among them drawing, live theater, photography, walks, pretending to drink iced coffee drinks with long names, wayfarer- and aviator-sunglasses, little dogs, good movies, and high-end GB iPods. She also enjoys blogging, and started up "Just Being Molly" in the hopes of keeping her friends and real-life fans (all two of them) updated on her day-to-day, or however often she deems updates necessary. Molly does not, however, enjoy speaking in the third person.

As you're reading this, Molly is probably staring at a computer through a pair of fake glasses. Or drawing.

This is Molly's blog. Welcome.