Hilary Duff & Quotes

Ok! It is time to write something! Because I have 3 long blog posts that are not yet complete, it is time to write a 
loosely disorganized, stream-of-thought blog
If the crowd is not going wild right now I really don't know what else to do, this is it, this is what I have to offer. Also tomorrow is July 4 so God bless America. I am agnostic and we can do better as a nation. 

I would like to thank my friends who have reminded me to keep blogging over the past week and a half. They have done this with varying degrees of bluntness. Shout out to Mimi for saying "You haven't posted anything" and to Madhav for asking me about it the past 3 times I have seen him. He also greeted my at one party by bonking me on the head (in a kindly manner) and saying "Write!" which was confusing and then heart-warming in that order.


Here are a couple thoughts:


1) I've been in a weird funk the past 5 days. Yesterday I realized that this funk was no longer starting to feel like a creative slump, but something more concerning. I wasn't sad, but I wasn't happy. Everything felt flat. It was like I had been pulled out of the flow of life and was watching it rush past without me, and this made me feel fairly ambivalent. Said realization set off an alarm in my head. This alarm is annoying and panicky in an aimless way, and it yells something along the lines of "TIME TO TAKE ACTION" before scratching its head and wandering away.

Thankfully, the events of the next 30 minutes were documented with a staggering and brilliant amount of accuracy by this series of texts:



I don't need to tell you how much fun it is to get texts from me. We all understand.

Hilary Duff did me a real service on the evening of July 2nd, both in helping me feel alive and reigniting my sense of natural curiosity. For example: How is Hilary doing? What are the names of her children? Are they well-adapted and on the path to self-actualization? I just did a quick Wikipedia search and, YOU GUYS, Hilary is crushing it!



If you feel like leaving a comment, please include your favorite Hilary Duff song and a short haiku on the role her musical stylings have played in your life.

2. I really love quotes and I collect them (in a real-life digital Word document on my computer). Because my allotted blog-writing time is almost up, I am now going to share the most recent additions to my collection.

Life: 
"I don't want anyone to worship me. That sounds oppressive" —Mimi
"I never realized that about the Jenga: You can join any time because the only important element of the game is losing." —Colin

Media:
“It’s really liberating to say no to shit you hate” —Hannah Horvath, Girls

"I love you but you have no idea what you're talking about.”—Sam Shakusky, Moonrise Kingdom

Book:
"Are you angry? Punch a pillow. Was it satisfying? Not hardly. These days people are too angry for punching. What you might try is stabbing. Take an old pillow and lay it on the front lawn. Stab it with a big pointy knife. Again and again and again. Stab hard enough for the point of the knife to go into the ground. Stab until the pillow is gone and you are just stabbing the earth again and again, as if you want to kill it for continuing to spin, as if you are getting revenge for having to live on this planet day after day, alone.” 
—Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You

“We were fighting so very hard and achieving so very little aside from staying alive. BUT THAT’S EVERYTHING, my father wrote to me, when I told him that in a letter”
—Helen Oyeyemi, Mr. Fox

“If one of the things people do is establish a civilization out of nature, a way out of the chaos, then Ray was failing at being a person, falling back into the glut of the physical world. He’d been fooled by life. It had triumphed over him. I wanted to call it out to him, over his wife’s head, Hey Ray, life has triumphed over you.”

—Rebecca Lee, Bobcat & Other Stories

Have a great fourth of July! Honestly if someone is setting off a firework above you, don't look up, you will get ashes in your eyes.











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