Cute + Evil = Cuvil

The Wicked-Awesome Hair that Made Me a Better Person

She was…unimpressive to say the least. Your average college garbage. She had on gym shorts, a sweatshirt, happened to be carrying a textbook and had an ordinary expression…BUT HER HAIR.

IT WAS GOLDEN. IT WAS MASSIVE. IT WAS CURLY. She didn’t even do anything to it and it looked wonderful.

It was like the clouds opened up and God said, THIS IS TRUE BEAUTY! Suddenly, this girl looked awesome. And me, being me, bubbled out “Your hair is beautiful!” Her misty eyes flickered and life came to them. She even blushed a little and said thank you! Before we continued walking in different directions, of course.

It made me feel… good on the inside.

I’m unaccustomed to such a thing. (Besides when I’m eating.)

But this got me thinking about compliments.
I remembered when I was 15, my senior, Ainsley, for her sweet 16…printed out these “compliment cards”.

They were pretty little business-card sized pieces of paper that said things like “Nice shirt!” or “I love your smile!” She gave each of her party-goers six of these cards and then took us to the mall.

Our objective was to find people to give these cards to—sincerely. I remember that I was down to one “I love your shirt!” card and I was gonna give it to some girl, but then a large guy with a hawaiian print shirt with a whale on it (or maybe it was a sea otter..) turned the corner.

I HAD TO GIVE IT TO HIM. IT WAS A HAWAIIAN PRINT SHIRT. He got all excited, and as I walked away I heard him giggle to his wife, “She likes my shirt!”

And I thought…that maybe his wife had told him not to wear that shirt out in public.

But, what a sweet game it is, the game of giving compliments.

Although…don’t frequent compliments detract sincerity? If I went around and told every person I saw today that their hair was beautiful, the compliment would mean nothing. It’d just be something I blurted out like a spazz— not a geniuine statement.

…So, I’ve decided that the next time someone tells me I hate people and don’t give out compliments enough, I’ll respond that it’s just a face I put up—so my compliments mean that much more.

• 9 Oct 2012

Thought Dump: Of Bogeymen and Sheeple

You know those times when you were little and used to imagine that the ground beneath you was a body of water swarming with piranha/crocodiles/sharks/alligators?

..Or how you’d take a running leap into bed because you were afraid the bogeyman would grab your ankles or maybe slice off your feet?

WHAT happens to us as adults that makes us forget to look at things like that? To look at things with sparkling innovation and endless possibilities instead of set choices? 

WHY is it that those who can see inbetween the particles of reality are ridiculed and told they’re “irresponsible” and “ridiculous”?

Isn’t it more irresponsible and ridiculous to pack up one’s imagination?

We’re told that we need to do our best to “be ourselves” and “stand out”.

How can this be..if we’re sealing away our potential to discover something new just by thinking something zany? I’m not even sure.

What inspired this little thought dump?

This tangent of mine while I eat lentils, rice, and salfish:

We often say children are more intelligent than adults..because they’re more innovative. The coworker that stands out for the better..is often the one who is mature yet in touch with his/her childish side. Where do we draw the line..and can we?

Oftentimes..the people with the contradictory opinion..are persecuted for just that.

I guess I’m glad that my imagination is intact.
…as long as I’m not remembering horror movies. 

• 16 Jul 2012

Oh, those Russians..

Once again, I have stumbled upon something that makes me want to “stop living on this planet anymore” ((This is becoming a more average occurrence.))

While searching the internet for “Indian hair care methods” to tame my dry ends, all I find are websites like this: http://www.marrikashairextensions.com/indian-hair-extensions.

Websites where Indians, Russians, Brazilians, and some Malyasian girls go to donate their hair for hair extensions.

My first thought was I could do that if college prices keep going up. Sever my ponytail in the name of some Caucasian girl getting my “natural waves” and “highly durable and economical” hair qualities. That’s enough to give me an ego boost!
But immediately afterwards, I remembered a conversation I had with my room mate about this thing called “weave”. 

You see, my room mate watched a documentary on how people obtain this hair..this “Weave” and the methods are less than desirable. Women in the streets are sometimes attacked, their skulls ravaged and children are harnessed for their hair in exchange for an education—Yeah. Seems like a legit business.

It’s about 50 pounds for straight hair, 55 for wavy or curly.
So my hair’s worth about 55 pounds. That’s..55*2, for American currency—$110?
Not even enough for a textbook! Baylor, I think there’s a problem with your pricing system if I can’t even donate an organ for reading material! > >

Furthermore, do these purchasers of the hair even know what they’re getting into? 0.o
The frizziness in the mornings, the want/need to wash their hair 24/7, the requirement of doing something about the wiry random sprigs that have a mind of their own—not to mention, the odds of having a good hair day vs bad hair day! Yeah, my hair’s real desirable.

*exhale*

…Maybe I should just take offense that Russian hair sells for 80 pounds a sheaf.
I guess they’re harder to wrestle down. 

• 15 Apr 2012

The Bible and World Domination

Baylor requires us to take a class on Christian Scriptures.
It’s actually not that bad! I learn a lot..and sheets. The Bible is ONE PERVERTED BOOK. Some people on campus say that religion majors here often end up being atheists because they read and understand the Bible.

I haven’t reached that point. In fact, I appreciate that my Scriptures professor allows us to question the Bible. He gives us nonbiased reasoning and allows us to draw our own conclusions.

A standard thing we do in his class is read certain chapters in the Bible that he assigns and take a quiz over it the very next day. WELL…I just stumbled upon this lovely verse!

“For those who want to save their life will lose it, and those who lose their life for my sake, and the sake of the gospel, will save it.” - Mark 8:35

With all due respect..isn’t this similar to something Hitler said to gain people’s loyalty? Or even worse…something terroristic extremists would say to persuade civilians and suicide bombers that what they’re doing is in fact..alright?

Psychologically, all “good” leaders have this charismatic trait about them. A way to instill fear and admiration in the hearts of their followers..thus gaining their trust.

BUT REALLY! Hitler and the Taliban are imitating Jesus?! So much for originality. Posers.
Well then! It seems if you wanna take over the world, all you gotta do is read and learn from the Bible.

• 18 Oct 2011