So Many Things and Thoughts and Other Stuff.

Let us by pass the awkwardness of apologizing and stating why it has been such a long time since my last update, (If anyone actually even cares, I feel like there is no real audience-no offense, 8 blog follwers.) and just jump right to the conclusion that I am lazy and not apologetic towards my laziness. Nor do I plan on it changing said laziness anytime soon or count on having these posts having any sort of clear update. (I have literally no idea how to explain what I mean by "clear update". You know, like the exact day or time to expect a new post. For example, like every other Tuesday or the third Thursday of every month, or when the moon is in the house of Zen, or whatever. Yeah, do not count on that ever happening. I can not make such promises.)

Anyways, I shall just dive right into my rant. Usually, now is the time on how I would sarcastically make a comment on how you all are probably thinking "Oh, Cara. Ranting again? How shocking." but I am absolutely positive that it has gotten to the point where I do not even need to sarcastically point it out, it is now expected. And if some of you don't expect it, this is me saying expect this blog to be endless rant. Seriously.

Rant numero uno. Have you ever felt uncomprehensively sad for almost virtually no reason? That is exactly the mood in which I have been in for the past week and it is less than desirable. (Obviously. Who wants to feel this way?) Sure, there are particular componets to my life that can justifiably cause a bit of sadness, yes. For me to be in a slightly unhappy mood because of some of the circumstances, is not crazy of me. Or even unacceptable, I feel. However, that amount of sadness consuming my mood is inappropriate. Even considering the circumstances, which actually aren't even that sad or horrible of circumstances. Based on all of the situations, I should have just been sad for a couple of shakes and gotten over it as I listened to a couple of sad songs and ate half a package of Oreos. But alas, here I am listening to Sonic Youth (Which listening to makes me feel slightly creeped out, by the way.) and sitting in a pool of my own self pity, writing a rant about it for the interwebs to see, as if I am searching for some sort of sympathetic worry or sweet nothing from a person that I hardly know. (Just to clarify, that is not my goal here.) I sit here and think, it is not the circumstances of life that are making me so incredibly sad right now. It is myself making me so sad. And discovering this truth, makes me even more sad. I hate this feeling and wish I could say that I was unfamiliar with it. But every couple of months, I wake up and BAM!-this feeling of self hatred and complete inconfidence overcomes my soul and for the next couple days I want nothing to do with me. On top of all of this, I feel that this is something I can discuss with no one. But then I think, "Of course there is someone to discuss this with, Cara. There are plenty of someones to discuss it with." And it is completely true, of course there is many someones to discuss this feeling with. The problem is finding a someone who will truly listen and understand. There is also the issue of actually not wanting to discuss such things with anyone-especially, someone.

Rant of the second variety. (Ignore how that sentence makes no sense. YOLO.) Of all the places I do not enjoy going to during the months of the harsh and unpleasant Utah winter, Lava Hot Springs makes the top 3. (Also, yes I am aware that Lava Hot Springs is actually in Idaho so Utah Winter has nothing to do with anything.) Why do I not enjoy winter trips to Lava Hot Springs, you ask? Excellent question. Why? Here is why:
1) The place-although, admittly fun to camp out during the summertime months- is completely unkept and dirty. I am a person that enjoys being in a somewhat clean and sanitary enviroment. (Side Note: if I am in a place of the Foriegn country variety, this rule of sanitaion does change. Cause you know, culture and stuff.)
2) There is almost nothing to do. Except for sit in the hot springs, which I do not find much or any enjoyment in, because of this it results in one thing and one thing only SO MUCH BOREDOM.
3) I once had a vivid dream that I was gruesomely murdered in Lava Hot Springs, which is not the town's fault but is one of the factors to my disliking towards it.
4) Being there sometimes makes me feel like I am in a very demented horror film. It is both a weird and almost undesirable sensation. This feeling is also nondescript. I cannot describe it.
That's really all the reasons. But is that not enough? Also, why do I bring this up? Because I have the absolute forced pleasure of traveling to this place for a weekend that could be considered my own personal Hell. Here is the real kicker, though. Despite it being the weekend, and despite me being of the teenage personage, I have the privelage to wake up at the crack of dawn just so my family and I can arrive at my least favorite place as early as possible. YAY! (So much yay.) I could not possibly be more enthusiastic about this. I am literally beyond thrilled. I haven't made a list of however many odd things I would rather do tomorrow. But if I were to compose a list of things I would rather do than go to Lava Hot Springs, it would probably look something like this:
1) Sleep.
2) Fold socks. (Even if it had to be for the whole entire day.)
3) Alphabatize family's movie collection.
4) Laundry.
5) Clean all the things.
6) Homework.
7) Brush up on my knowledge of Algerbra.
8) Watch documenteries on the Cold War.
9) View many Nicolas Cage movies. #Shudder
10) Hang out with the bane to my existence.
11) Confront all the people I have some issues with right now.
12) Compose a set for stand up comedy.
13) Watch a pile of folded laundry intently.
14) Teach myself about cars.
15) Almost literally, anything else.
But seriously, I am so freakin' pumped about this gosh dang Lava Hot Springs excursion. Yay!

Rant 3. Speaking of Lava, that reminds me of a type of person I dislike. And I do not even know how to label these sorts other than saying that they are arrogant a-holes who either don't know how to listen or choose not to listen, but other way the don't pay attention to what you say and then wave their unknowledgable comment in your face, leaving you in a disgruntled bubble/feeling of "the hell?" Which overall, it just flat out irritating. Recently, two days ago, in fact, I had the pleasure of coming across a person of this variety. (Side Note: I was already previously acquinted with this person, I attend schoool with them and we have too many classes together, unfortunately.) We were discussing what our weekend plans were and this person had told me of their unbelievably ridiculous and awesome (also, completely false/made up) plans they had made. I then spoke of how I had the forced pleasure of going to Lava Hot Springs and mentioned my level of entusiasim towards the excursion. They then showed a contribed concern and asked why I am so resentful towards Lava. I then shared the reasoning behind why I did not like Lava- which is a justifiable list, okay?- and they then got very offended. Why did they take offense? Because their aunt and uncle lived there at one point in time for a very short period, of course. And they found the town to be quite quaint. Therefore, I must not have these feelings towards the town or else I am being disrespectful to their aunt and uncle that I have never met before in my life. Is there any logic behind this? No. No there is no logic behind this. All that that was, was an overopioninated person speaking out of their butt and it irritates me.

That is all for now. Au Revior.
-Cara

I Suppose, I'm Back.

I suppose, I'm back. To the blogmosphere, I mean. I've been here, just not here. Why have I been absent the past 9 months? Easy. I was pregnant with complete and utter laziness. Laziness that was caused by having absolutely nothing brain-stimulating to do. And yes, it was that way for an almost complete nine months. So you can take off your judgemental eyes now, thank you. The thing is, when I have nothing at all to do, I become disinterested in everything that surrounds me and in return become a lifeless human potatoe who does nothing but lie on his or her arse and watch a more than necessary amount of tv whilst ingesting far too many calories daily. But naturally, now that I actually have "important" things to do, otherwise known as school work. *sigh*...I choose to blog instead.

I guess saying that I had about nine months of nothingness in my agenda is a bit of an overexaggerated thing to state. Of course I had something to do almost everyday, I emerged from my coccoon into a very social butterfly. Yes, what I am getting at is that in leui of updating this thing regularly I made new friends instead. No, I do not regret the decsion, alter-personality of the interweb. If I had another nine months to give up right now, I would do the very same exact thing. Probably. Although, I must say I have missed the way it feels for my fingers to hit the keys and my thoughts to start to clear. The sound of clicking brings a certain calmness to my mood, does that sound weird? Am I the only person like that?.....Yeah, I am? Oh..that's cool too.

Until next time, which I can't promise when that will be exactly. Au revior.

Cara Kula 

You totes bug me.

Can I just say that people bug me? Of course, I can. It's my own blog. So I'm going to, people bug me. I know what you all are thinking, "How surprising Cara is posting yet another complaint on her blog, the Debby Downer. Why does she have so many complaints?" But you know what? Shut up. This rant is completely unnecessary, just like the others. But I am going to go at it whole-heartedly none the less.

At this particular time, the people who really bug me right now are the ones that are so close-minded and discriminate. I cannot stand it. There is discrimination towards a lot of things, but right now I am referring to the discrimination of people who are homosexual.

Now, I can understand if people don't agree with homosexuality. I get that, it goes against a lot of religous beliefs. What I don't understand is why or how people treat those who are homosexual like dirt. And it pisses me off more than I can express when people say that it goes against God and then treat a gay person horribly. Isn't that going against God too? People who are trying to be like Christ yet, totally look down on another person and treat them with no kindess and hatred for any reason-whether it's because they're gay or not-have totally lost the whole point of being Christ-like.

Also, who are we to tell people who they can and cannot love? None of us are at any higher status than the other to make judgements of any other person. I believe we all deserve to love whoever we want, no matter the gender. And there is not a single person who can look down on us because of who we choose. None of us are God, none of us have the right nor the place to do so.

The matter of the fact is that love is love. You can't control who you fall in love with or why you fall in love with someone. You are born with being attracted to a certain sex. I can't stand when people say that being gay is something you choose to be. It's not. Why would someone choose to have to put up with this ridiculous nonsense from other people? It's an uncontrolable feeling, you cannot choose who you are attracted to.

I just don't understand, being open minded isn't difficult. I'm straight, I believe in God, I'm a somewhat religous person. I don't hate someone because they are a different sexual orientation than I am, that's silly. We shouldn't hate anyone. We shouldn't discriminate against any kind of person.

Now I'm not saying you have to agree with what someone does, I'm just saying we should all love each other under any given circumstance. That's it, it's not a difficult thing to do. If the human race can reach this, the world would truly be a better place.

You can disagree and hate on this post all you want. That's just my opinion and I wanted to share it.

Au revior.

You're Just Not My Type.

Well Valentine's is sorta drawing sort of near. And I decided maybe I can post something related to dating and stuff. So here we go. Happy almost frackin' Valentines day everybody.

You know the saying, "he's just not my type," or whatever, just something of that context. Well, as annoying as it sounds everyone usually has a particular type, whether it's obvious or not. (To clear any confusion-bbvious to me would be look wise while not so obvious types would be dealing with particular personalities and certain characteristics) I definitely have a type -not that I am the most flirtacious person and go on dates all the time or anything in this case "my type"  would be concerning what qualities I am most drawn to and attracted to- I'm going to discuss what my type is and why. Mostly for fun but also because I have some colleagues who are aware of "my type" and others are trying to "set me up" with people because it's a crime to be single during high school, I guess. (Please Note: the people I have been set up with are definitely NOT my type at all and I mean this as caring and non-judgemental as possible)

Let me begin with personality traits I look most for and what are definitely required in a male whom I plan to have a long term relationship with:

- Educated. Why? Because I like to carry on decent conversations with people, if he isn't a very well-rounded person and can only talk to me about Jershey Shore and football, I'm not going to be very interested. Having said that, I think it's good to also be able to talk about pop culture of the present day but I'm just saying I like somewhat intelligent conversations.
-Humorous. This is a given, I like to laugh. If you can make me laugh, I probably like to be around you more. I'm a pretty goofy person and I like sort of goofy people.
-Non-judgmental. I know, this sounds pathetic because of the whole gist of this post. It seems hypocritical. But I'm actuality I'm not judgmental, just when I blog I am.
-Down to earth. In other words, relxed. Kind of goes with the flow. I just feel more comfortable around those people.
-Passionate. No matter what the passion is for, having a strong dedication to anything that expresses oneself is extremely admirable to me.
-Values certain morals. I think it's important for makes to have the same values and morals as me. I will never date someone who is addicted to drugs or alcohol and doesn't see the mportance of family.

Personality traits that are highly appreciated but not required. Include:

-Random. I'm random I appreciate random people because they're the same way.
-Spontaneous. Just cause...
-Romantic. Not to an extreme, but I can understand males nt being romantic because I'm not at all.
-Sensitive. Not to an extreme degree, but somewhat sensitive and compassionate is nice.



Awh, now look wise. None of these are really required, but all are very highly appreciated.

- Lanky. I don't know what it is but I think lanky men are super attractive. If you don't know what lanky means, go away.
- Beards. I love beards. Not like full grown biker beards but the scruffy kind of "I'm in touch with nature" or "I'm definitely urban" kind of look is fetchin' attractive.
- Nice smile. Sort of important, good smiles are good. Need I say more?
- Glasses. I love glasses. Now, I'm talking like the thick frame, square lense sort of glasses. I just love glasses. Don't know why, I just do.

Also required:
- Good hygiene.
- Respectful to others and myself.
- Kind.
- Common interests. (Whether it's some or a ton, I need some common interests)
These shouldn't Have to be and also will not be explained.


So yes. That's my type. Lanky, beard-wielding, glasses wearing men with awesome personalities. And common interests. Now you know.

Good day, loves.

Don't even read this.

Sometimes, actually all times, I do not know what to title things. I've said this before, but I am going to say it again I suck at naming things. Just ask my fish, Scoop. Yes, Scoop. I know, what a stupid name for a gold fish. So the past week I have concluded three things.

1) Despite my best efforts, people will always have awful grammar. Having realized that my efforts to make a future full of proper uses of grammar are basically useless, since no one reads blogs but the intelligent, I have decided just to give up on lessons for now.
2) Rain is lovely. I love the rain.
3) Snow is Satan. I hate snow. Snow needs to melt away and not return until Christmas time.

The last two conclusions really have nothing to do with anything, so you can just disregard those if you'd like. However, the first conclusion may have some sort of effect on you-or perhaps on one of my followers- since you may have been looking forward to another grammar lesson with a bitterly sarcastic tone. So I hate to disappoint, but as of right now I am too lazy to continue those.

To be honest, I'm too lazy to even talk about anything else. This is my most pointless post yet. So yeah, this post? Done.

Au Revoir.

Sometimes, I hate you.

Today, I had an Anti-Cotillion get together. Why? Because I didn't asked to the stupid dance that I didn't even really want to go to in the first place, but I don't care. Why should I? Pffft. Instead a had a small gathering of people to celebrate sarcastic bitterness towards a dumb dance. And you know what? It was fun. So there Cotillion! I don't care I didn't attend you tonight.

I have come to the conclusion that my gender is stupid. It's rude to say, I know. A lot of girls say this, I know. This sounds so cliche, I know. Most girls who say they hate girls are the ones who start all the drama, I know. Not in this case though. I didn't start anything, I just happen to know some people who are somewhat idiotic, that's all. Why do I make such a statement? Well inquisitive member of the audience, girls are too emotional. And I've noticed they make the most grammar mistakes, has anyone else observed this? It's no wonder people joke about the only thing we're good for is making sandwiches and birthing children. Holy heck, females need to act more intelligent. Less promiscuous more intelligent. That will never happen though because a lot of girls are hoe bags. No offense.

This is over. Bye.

Grammar Lesson Deux.

Welcome idiots, have you improved your horrible grammar since the last time we spoke? I hope so.

Perhaps, that was a rude way to begin things. In fact, most of you aren't even idiots. So, I take that back. I apologize for being so rude.

Today we will focus on "they're" along with "there" and "their" because this is similar to rocket science-heavy, heavy sarcasm- a lot of you have issues using this properly. Since I like to help people, I shall teach you the proper way to use all of these in a sentence. Let us begin, I'm going to drive right into it.


THEY'RE
'They're' is a contraction of they are. You may realize that 'they're' is similar to the contraction of 'you're'. If you made this connection, you're improving. A proper way to use 'they're' would be as follows:

"They're going to freak out when they hear the exciting news!"

"I am watering the plants, feeding the cats and housesitting for them while they're out of town."

"Everyone on Facebook thinks that they're so clever, but 90% of them cannot write a sentence properly."

Similar to the word, "you're" notice how if you were to replace the word "they're" with "they are"- just like can replace "you are" for "you're"- the sentence still makes sense and displays what you are trying to get across.


THERE
This is one is favored. Everyone likes to use this no matter what the context of the sentence is. However, "there" refers to a place. Complex stuff, I know. Let me demonstrate a few examples to deteriorate the cloud of confusion.

"There is the place where I stopped listening to my English teacher and became an illiterate fool!"

"The thing in which you are looking for will be somewhere over there."

"If there is one thing I know about Chemistry, it is that I loathe it completely."

Some improper ways to use "there" would be as follows:

"There my favorite."

"I don't think that is theres."

"That isn't theres."

I shouldn't have to explain why this is improper. However, a majority of you are idiots so I will elaborate a little-not too much though, you should know this. Those examples are improper uses of the word beacuse it dosen't relate to a place/noun whatever you want to call it. I feel like being lazy with my explinations since you all are being lazy with your intelligence.

THEIR
The word "their" is possessive. Possesive-if you do not remember from lesson 1-means you own something. To use "their" in a sentence properly it must relate to a specific thing a group owns. Let me demonstrate.

"Their dog is so cute!"

"Their ability to play guitar is beyond adequate."

"Is that their cake pan?"

See, easy breezey lemon squeezey, right? It's not that difficult. Each sentence demonstrates a certain possession.
Sentence 1: They possess a dog.
Sentence 2: They possess beyond adequate ability to play guitar.
Sentence 3: They posses a cake pan...possibly.

It's really not that difficult, people. Fix this immediatly.

Au revoir.