Wolves are taking over.

Hello all!

So, it's the second day of our little happiness challenge! How are you all holding up?

Surprisingly, I have not missed Facebook a bit.  "Sweets" on the other hand, have been more of a challenge, mainly because I had a hard time figuring out what is truly defined as a "sweet."  I kept pulling things out from the fridge and asking my mom, "Does orange juice count?  What about yogurt? Can I eat granola bars?"  I finally decided that I'm not trying to cut ALL sugar from my diet, just desserts.  So, if I look at the item and decide "Yes I would eat that for dessert," then I don't eat it.  Everything else is just fine to eat.

On another note, looky here!

It's a wolf shirt. And not just any wolf shirt. It's my wolf shirt.

When I wanted to buy it, my mom and I had a bit of a disagreement.

Me: "Hey mom, do you mind if I use your credit card on Amazon to buy something?"

Mom: "What is it?"

Me: "An awesome wolf shirt."

Mom: *looks* You have got to be kidding me.

Me: What! No, I'm serious! Look, read the reviews.

Mom: *reads* 

Real customer reviews by real customers:

"It is almost blasphemic to use mortal words to describe this garment. A product that carries within it the power of not one, but three times the wolf intensity. I purchased this shirt (legally must be called so, although it more closely resembles armor) after months of debating how to survive taking tank rounds to the chest. Once equipped with this modern day chain-mail, I slammed a Rockstar and was well on my way to becoming more creature than man. I bolted out the door leaving a trail of fire and wolf fibers behind me as I was ready to take on any challenge the world threw my way." 

"Since adorning this garment a fateful two days ago my life has undergone a remarkable metamorphosis. I have grown by three foot, attained a heightened sense of smell, sprouted a silvery mane, accurately charted the position stars, navigated long distances underwater, experienced emotions far greater than what I had wrongly assumed to be happiness, learnt to read, eaten a cat, and successfully eluded its owner. Basically I cannot recommend this thing enough."

(I'm not kidding. These are real reviews. Like, no joke. Go look for yourself)

Mom:  You realize that they are being sarcastic... because that shirt is awful, right?

Me:  Mom! 

Mom: I am not letting you buy that on my account. 

Me: Mo-om!

Mom: Go ask your dad for  his credit card.

Me: Mo-o-om!

Then I went and showed my dad and he seemed much more enthusiastic, although his only concern was, "what's on the back?"

Mooore wolves, father.  Many more wolves.

ANYWAY, I'm procrastinating (or rather, warming up) for an essay that I have to write about Irish history.  It's been a while since I've written an essay like this so I thought I'd get my creative juices flowing by writing on my blog.  Unfortunately, I don't think wolves will be a very good choice of topic...

Wish me luck! 

A challenge for you.

OK, serious post.

I was reading Seventeen Magazine the other day, and I came across an interesting article.  The article was all about how to be happier as a teenage girl.  I know a lot of you are not teenage girls, so you might think this post does not pertain to you, but I think most of their ideas are universal.  There were two things that they said to give up immediately in order to make yourself feel better: Facebook and sweets.

It comes as no surprise to me that these are on the list of things that make people feel unhappy.

I know very well that sweets are the devil in disguise.  They can make you feel good in the moment, but a lot of the time the only feeling that lasts after eating sweets is guilt and grossness.

I've talked to my friends before about how stressful it gets to read about other people's seemingly "perfect" and "happy" lives on Facebook and compare yourself to their oh-so-sexy, I-just-spent-a-week-sitting-on-the-beach-getting-my-tan-on-while-you-were-stuck-at-home-and-even-if-you-were-here-you-would-just-be-a-red-tomato pictures; but I never followed through with deleting my Facebook because I was worried that my relatives in other countries and friends who had moved state would be angry at me for losing touch. But something about reading about these two things in this article made me suddenly think, "GAME ON."  If people want to stay in touch, then they can call me or text me, and I will do the same.  Not having a Facebook is a pretty lame excuse for losing a friendship, so I'm not letting that hold me back.

It's Lent season, and if any of you out there are religious, this might be the perfect time for you to take on such a challenge with me.  Let's try quitting Facebook and sweets for a few weeks.  If anything at all, we can think of it as an experiment.  There's really nothing to lose: either you end the challenge and you feel happier, or you end the challenge and you go back to your old ways.  Who knows, this could be a very liberating experience!

I know personally that I have pretty much no restraint.  I pretend to restrain myself from certain activities, but usually that lasts for about a day and then I reward myself by letting myself do whatever it was that I was trying to quit.... *sigh* so illogical.  It's a vicious cycle.
But anyway, this time I am really going to try.  I'll keep you guys updated on my progress, and hopefully a few of you will take on the challenge with me.

So, who's in?

Here are some inspirational photos:

LET'S DO THIS

I ALWAYS WIN

Hamlet is a Zombie. Or something...

This isn't an actual post.  Just warning you.
I have a big, huge, horrible, final, large, giant, annoying, what-i've-been-working-towards-my-entire-life-exam on Monday, so I really don't have the time for my blog at the moment, however, I had to share with you this crazy discovery I made.  A few months back I did a guest post on Tara's blog: greeneyedopinions.blogspot.com.
The post was slightly random and definitely insane, and when I was going back through old posts, I reread it and thought that it was worth posting again on this blog, too, so I'll copy and paste it at the end of this post.

BUT before I allow you to read it, I just have to say the point of this post, which is:  I'M A GENIUS.

After you read this post, you will see that I came up with a genius idea about putting ZOMBIES in HAMLET, which my friend, to my dismay, told me was a stupid idea.  WELL, I found out the other day that there is a MOVIE called "Zombie Hamlet" that is due to come out this year and it's all about zombies and Hamlet.  If only my friend had not stifled my dream, I could have copyrighted that genius proposal and sent it off to some fabulous movie producer who would have surely created a feature film.

What is it they say?  Something about there being a fine line between insanity and genius?  BAM.

(P.S. There is quite a strong possibility that this movie is a complete joke.)
(P.P.S. The possibility is strong enough to be definite. In other words this movie is definitely a joke.  Because it was supposed to come out last year.)
(P.P.P.S. The definite possibility of this movie being a complete joke does not change the fact that I am a genius.)


Hamlet, the Zombie Version

This is an exact replica of the conversation I had with my friend about me writing a guest post:

Me: Hey, guess what? I'm writing a guest post!

Friend: Cool, what are you going to write about?

Me: I was considering doing a reenactment of Shakespeare's "Hamlet" except everyone who dies will come back as zombies at the end and kill everyone else and then I was thinking I would add a philosophical debate at the end of my post about why reading about zombie attacks would be so much more entertaining and educational than reading about a boring murder and then finish off with a logical list of why school systems suck.

Friend: Um... well... maybe you should try something a little less... complicated?

Me: Yeah, you're right.  I don't want to discriminate against people who have never read Hamlet and have no idea what I am talking about.  Ok, my second idea is to set up a battle between a mermaid and a centaur and list all of the different attributes that would make one or the other win.

Friend:  Ok... well, I was just thinking maybe you should do something a little more... sane?  No one will follow your blog if they think you're crazy.

Me:  ExcUSE me?  I beg to differ.  (About the people-not-reading-my-blog-because-I'm-insane part, not the I-am-insane part.  That part's true.)

Actually, she kind of has a point considering the blog that I'm writing for, "Green-Eyed Opinions" happens to be incredibly awesome and also incredibly normal and I don't think I've ever seen Tara write about zombies or battles between imaginary creatures, so her readers probably will be very confused and may get angry that they're reading such nonsense on a blog that they expect to be nonsense-less.  So now I have to think of something normal to write, which doesn't come easily for me, believe me, considering I spend my life coming up with weird battle scenarios, and that is the opposite of normal.  Well, I've hit a wall.  I have writer's block.  What do normal people write about?  I can't even think of an idea.

Ok, I just looked up "what do normal people blog about?" on Google and it came up with a lot of random sites about wine-drinking and mountain-climbing that had nothing to do with my original search and that's why search engines suck.  Unless it's trying to hint at the fact that wine-drinking and rock-climbing are awesome things to blog about, but I don't think so.  One site did give me a straight answer, and that was "their lives".

Well that didn't work, considering it brought me back to where I started.  I spend my life coming up with weird battle scenarios, PEOPLE.

So I've decided to return to one of my original ideas.  I hope you like it, but if you are scared off by my insanity, all I have to say is... BLAME GOOGLE.

EPIC BATTLE BETWEEN CENTAUR AND MERMAID.  WHO WILL WIN??????

Ok.

So as I was drawing this, I realized how silly this battle scenario is for two reasons:  first of all, mermaids are known for their peaceful personalities so they would probably never battle anything.  And second of all, mermaids have freaking TAILS.  So I don't think they stand a chance against something that has four legs that all have sharp hooves attached to the ends of them plus two arms that have spears attached to them.  That's like three times the amount of limbs and 100% more weapons.

So, the centaur wins.  No question.