Purging of the Brain
Feb 4, 2010 Random, Relationships
Dear Haters,
You are welcome. In your efforts to out-do me, you have improved your pathetic life by a wee-bit. (Emphasis on ‘pathetic’ and ‘wee-bit’).I hope that your efforts to compensate for losing me will pay off.
Love,
Better Off Without You
Dear Real World DC,
Why are you so addicting? How is it that after not watching MTV for YEARS, you have sucked me back in? Oh…that’s right…because it’s like a train wreck. I can’t look away from the lameness.
Love,
Still Proud to Be a DC Princess
Dear Shower,
You make my body feel good, you cleaaaaaaaaaan me and you are the best place for brilliant ideas. EVER. Don’t ever run out of hot water.
Love,
The Nekkid One Under You
Dear Snow Storm,
Please change your mind and leave DC ALONE.
Sunshine Girl
Dear LOST,
I have absolutely no interest in you. Just thought I’d let you know.
Crack Is Whack
Dear Facebook Friends,
I don’t want to hurt your feelings but your Doppledangers are ridiculous. Please return back to reality.
Love,
One and Only Hairy Princess
Dear Nose,
Please stop running. There’s no escape and you will pay dearly for making my life miserable.
Hooked on Kleenex
Dear Farmville,
You are the best addiction I’ve ever had. I don’t care how much people judge me, I’m never gonna give you up.
Love,
Ready to Harvest
Dear Numbah 1,
You+Me=Awesomeness.
Love,
Numbah 2
PS: IS IT JUNE YET?
Dear Boyfriend,
YOU ARE THE GHEY and I love it. Thanks for taking care of me when I’m whiny…even though you manage to torture me at the same time with your weapon of mass disruption. Let’s go visit a doctor that’ll make your farts smell like roses, OK?
Please?
Seriously, you’re burning off my nose hairs.
Love,
The Best Girlfriend Ever
PS: There are BIG changes coming to the land of the Princess.
PPS: Have you been over at my relationship column? DON’T LET THE LOVE FERN DIE! (No, seriously, go over there and bookmark, yes?)
Awkward.
Feb 1, 2010 Family Affairs
I’m really awkward. Especially if I’m seeing a second cousin for the first time in 10 years. Especially if we were super close when we were younger but I’ve barely talked to him in those 10 years. Especially if he is now studying in the US, living with my parents and is a little judgmental of the fact that I’ve moved out.
What do I do when I’m awkward?
Give him an awkward hug when I walk in the door and avoid him for the next 10 minutes as I talk to my dad as if he isn’t sitting there 10 feet away from me.
Awkward. Very awkward.
The rest of the day was fine. My brother and I took him shopping, and got him a new phone and all that jazz. He was very grateful for all of my help. I’m glad he’s here but at the same time…
AWKWARD.
People change a lot over time. Especially in 10 years. Especially if we grew up on two different continents. Especially if my entire family is against the fact that I moved out.
He was under the impression that I was now living hours away from my family and was completely disconnected. My dad told him that I was 15 minutes away and came home to see them every week and it was just a decision I made for myself.
We talked about what I was studying, which was cool because he has a Journalism degree but then again, my Turkish vocabulary isn’t as good as it should be. It’s worse when I’m feeling awkward.
On a not so awkward note, I was glad and comforted by the fact that even though we’re older, he had the same mannerisms, which was familiar to me.
I’m really glad he’s here but I don’t think I’m going to get any less awkward around him but I will certainly try.
In not-so-family related news, I’m around but notsomuch. Classes, work, writing articles, being sick, being lame, etc have kept me from being around and reading/writing blogs, etc. I will hopefully be back in full swing of the e-life at some point in the next couple of weeks.
Please to Answer Ze Questions
Jan 28, 2010 Relationships
So, V-day is coming up and all that. And I normally don’t care buuuuuuuuuut…now that I’m a relationship columnist (Wtf were they thinking?) I want to make sure I write accurate articles so answer me a couple of questions, please? Yes? Yes.
1) What is your best V-Day memory? Your worst? Your funniest?
2) Ideas for non-romantic couple-y things to do on/around V-Day?
3) How’s about what my single ladies are doing? Do you have a tradition with your girls? Do you take the day to pamper yourself? Do you completely ignore it?
Please help me out and I’ll love you forever. The best quotes WILL get sound bites on the articles 
I don’t have much to talk about these days. I’m pretty exhausted…and I’ve come to the conclusion that I was stretching myself out too thin so I shall be focusing on writing only. I’ll let my lovely LiLu handle the blog moves so if you’re looking to move to your own self-hosted Wordpress, holla at her and tell her I sent you.
I’ve sent out more samples for freelance gigs so fingers crossed.
School is kicking my ass but it’s all good.
I’m paying down my credit cards…I’ve been doing super good with money lately. Let’s hope it keeps up.
I’m doing my best to stay away from Etsy. BUT EVERYTHING IS SO PRETTY! Like the prints in the giveaway that Lizzy Marie is having over at It’s Unbeweavable.
In other news, I want this. Now.
And I’m spent.
What Does It Mean?
Jan 26, 2010 From the Archives, Life
The highest love of all finds its fulfillment not in what it keeps, but in what it gives
Love…I hear that word thrown around a lot. It’s become overrated…or is it underrated? I think it’s just misunderstood. We all say that we love certain things but do we even understand what it is we love? A person cannot possibly begin to understand the meaning of love unless they know the pain of loving unconditionally…and I don’t mean just romantic love. That’s another delusion…romantic love is merely a form of love that’s shared between two individuals…sometimes it’s only shared by one of the two. What about everything else?
So…what does it mean to me?
Heartbreak…
Tears…
Sleepless nights…
Breathless moments…
A smile…
A “thank you”…
The last raindrop after a summer storm…
A book…
Music…
Betrayal…
Uncertainty…
Anxiety…
Anticipation…
A phone call just to say “Hi”…
Whispers…
A baby’s laugh…
Life…is love. When you can look past your prejudices, your materialistic values, the popular opinion, the selfish motives, the insecurities…you’ll know that life is love. Being able to breathe is reason enough to love life and be thankful but we take that for granted. We take ourselves for granted…some of us hold ourselves too high and take the rest of the world granted. Some of us don’t even know that true love is so close that we go out looking for it in places it doesn’t exist. We are so afraid that we’ll go our whole life without finding “true” love that we step over the real love that’s around us.
Look in the mirror one day…look yourself in the eyes. What do you see? Who are you? *What* do you love about yourself and why?
Look at the room around you…go outside and look at your house…then walk around your neighborhood. See that tricycle that’s left on your neighbor’s lawn…think of the little baby that rides that…do you remember what it was like back then? To be carefree and to love things around you unconditionally because that was all you knew. You didn’t know hate…but you knew happiness…and pain…because with the good, we have to take the bad…don’t forget…
Love can bring you pain but it’s OK. It reminds you of everything else in your life that doesn’t hurt you…
Love is the child of an endless war
Love is an open wound still raw
Love is a shameless banner unfurled
Love’s an explosion,
Love is the fire of the world
Love is a violent star
A tide of destruction
Love is an angry scar
A violation, a mutilation, capitulation
Love is annihilation.
–”Inside” (Sting & Police)
(Originally posted about 4 years ago…I didn’t feel like writing a blog today but this was worth a repost. Completely unedited so you can see where I was back then)
I Have Yet to Catch a Fly but…
Jan 25, 2010 DC Living, Friends, Humor, Music, The Boy
…I did learn how to use chopsticks this weekend!
On Saturday, a group of us went to Sticky Rice for dinner. I’d never used chopsticks and I was too embarassed to ask for a fork so I figured it was a good time to learn! There were 4 different people making suggestions on how I should do it but I finally grabbed them the right way* and picked up a pot sticker! And brought it to my mouth!** The only thing that bothered me was the fact that my hand isn’t used to being in that position for too long so it started to hurt after a while but I was even able to pick up rice with the chop sticks! That was a major win for me because I’m pretty damn uncoordinated!
After dinner, we went to the Pug for a drink (after standing around talking on the sidewalk for a good half hour), and then stood around for another good 20 minutes before we headed home for the night to watch “The Invention of Lying”…which was pretty damn good!
Sunday was a little hectic…but I’ve started house sitting for a friend so I have a quiet apartment for myself for the next week or so. It’s gonna be niiiiiiiice. Her apartment building is gorgeous and minutes from Old Town…it’s one of the places I’m looking at for my move in June once my lease is up. (Holy crap, it’s almost been a year since I moved out!)
Going backwards, Thursday night was the Jeff Dunham show at the Verizon Center…the best part of the show had to be Guitar Guy***…because let’s face it…even though the tour is “Identity Crisis”, Jeff D. is having more of a mid-life crisis in those leather pants *shudder*. It was still a fun date night for me and the Boy…I’m really glad I bought those tickets when I did! (Speaking of date nights and laughter, check out today’s article over at my Examiner page)
PS: The song of the day is:
How was your weekend? Did you see a new movie? Do anything fun? What’s your song of the day?
By the way, did you Love Harder today?
*TWSS
**TWSS…again.
***His son started Avenged Sevenfold which is one of my favorite bands!
Obsession…*
Jan 22, 2010 Random
*…is a personalized Starbucks card that says “DC Princess – Addiction: White Mocha”
*…is giggling when the barista calls you “Princess” after you use your personalized Starbucks card.
*…is the little things.
Tags: don't I look cute (re: crazy), don't mess with my coffee, i am the princess bitch!, i can haz starbucks
