Friday, February 29, 2008

SPAMM Queen and tonights insights

8:06 PM

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Ladies and Gentlemen tonight I was the SPAMM Queen. Yes, I have been the Queen for one night. I got to do a not so waltzy waltz , because I don’t know how to waltz, with the King. My reward? I cute pink plastic wand that lights up while making noise, and a staple of the vegetarian diet. Potted meat product. The Saddie Hawkins Dance was a flop, but total fun. It was more of a gathering with loud music, swirling glowsticks, and random jumping around. The dance was pretty much a school rave minus illegal substances. In other words, it was awesome. (Sidenote: I give you one guess of what the color of glowstick was.)




Tonight I was on a high. I don’t want it to stop, but I feel it slowly fading away. But what caused it? My diet was the farthest thing from any raw or vegan, so that’s not it. Between the beat of the music and flashing strobe lights, I lost myself. I finally let go. I didn’t care if I looked like an idiot (except when the Yearbook teacher came by with a camera, but that’s a whole different issue). My shoes were off and I was dancing (or jumping). While I was in this state I notice something, I didn’t want to sing.




For the past few years of my life I’ve been trying so hard to be a singer, just so I could get parts in musicals. I realized that I don’t want to sing. I want to act. I only did the musicals for theatre experience, and I have enough to be comfortable with the stage. I’m tired of straining my neck (literally and metaphorically) trying to be something I’m not. I’m glad I realized this the night before an audition. Similar to what the little mermaid says “I’m not part of that world.” Unlike her, I’m fine with that.




On another note, the whole journal thing with sweets and stuff, didn’t work. I wrote this directly after I had just scarffed down a cinnamon roll. Honestly, it doesn’t bother me that much. I’m still on a buzz from that dance and it’s putting everything in a different perspective. It’s not the end of the world if I eat a cupcake. I don’t know how I’m going to conquer the giving up sweets and becoming raw business…. I
Ineedsleep.

P.S. I might make dancing a daily thing if it keeps me on this buzz.

Love,
Leira Violet



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Monday, February 25, 2008

to be raw or not to be raw

4:12 PM

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You would think that I would write about one of the main reasons why I started this blog, but no. I purposely have been avoiding the issue that I’ve been trying to go raw for the pass month or so.

I’m so afraid that I’ll be judge and questioned. I go with my emotions and gut feeling. Therefore, I’ll take in the scientific information, and let it reaffirm what I already believe then through it out the window. So, whenever somebody questions me, I’m sitting there looking like an idiot. This never really shakes my beliefs, considering that my gut feeling and emotions has gotten me this far without dieing. The thing I fear most is judgment. Negative judgment from other people. That is the biggest thing I fear about telling people about this diet. Here I am, an African-american overweight girl who thinks she can be raw vegan. Ha. That is what I believe is going through everybody’s mind. ‘Ha. She is crazy. She can’t do that.’ So for the most part, I keep this goal under wraps (well, not anymore since my friends read this)

I’m taking it really slow, by eliminating each unhealthy habit at a time.
Week 1 I eliminated bread.
This did not include, crackers, sweets, etc. Just the plain Sara Lee bread.

Week 2 (this week) I’m getting rid of sweets, my all time enemy.

I’ve battled with sweets since I was 14. It wouldn’t be so hard if it wasn’t for the whole emotional part. I have to stop and figure out why I’m actually grabbing for that extra cinnamon role. Am I actually hungry (most of the time no) or just frustrated? I think each time I try to grab for something sweet, I’m going to journal what is going on inside my head, maybe that will help. I’ll give the results next week.


Week 3 (next week) – eliminate the rest of the bread products.

That’s pretty much it. Leira is going raw.

Love,
Leira Violet







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Saturday, February 23, 2008

Life is slightly more fair than I thought it was.

2:55 PM

We got the Talent Show back. There was some miscommunciation between our teacher and an upperlevel of our school. Two of the students went to talk to the upperlevel of our school and got things cleared out.

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Friday, February 22, 2008

Life is not Fair

10:56 AM

Who would take money from a sick child? A child who is having a heart surgery. Seriouisly, who? Our biggest fundraiser for SPAMM ( www.spamm2008.blogspot.com )week has just been snatched from us. We cannot do a Talent Show next friday for our charity event because an upperlevel of our school scheduled a different Talent Show for March 14. She doesn't want to take away talent from the latter event; therefore, the event for SPAMM week is canceled. Now, we're left holding the weight and have to figure out something to do that will be equivalent or better of a fundraiser to reach our goal.

The optimist in me wants to find the bright side of this situation. It failed. The best she can do is preserver and try to find a solution. Maybe that is what optimism is sometimes.

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Thursday, February 21, 2008

Art

5:46 PM

I don't care what anybody says. Graffiti is art. It can provoke as much thought as any other form of art.














Love,


Leira Violet

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focus much?

5:39 PM

sry for such a long wait.






If you knew me, you would know how scattered I am. A two year old who just had a pound of chocolate would have more focus than me, seriously. I never can remember what needs to be done by when. I’m trying to work on this. Ya know, the whole being more effective thing. So, I turn to my main source of boundless information…. the internet.



Recently I was on http://www.galadarling.com/ (one of my new blog idols) and she had this whole post about weekly resolutions, which makes sense. Actually, it makes a lot of sense. Instead of the once a year resolutions which seem impossible, make small weekly ones that head toward a greater goal and paste the resolutions somewhere you could see them. I also took another tip from her about writing down everything that needs to get done at the start of the week. Write down all the appointments, assignments and all that jazz.
It worked. Not amazingly. I’m not some highly effective business woman with a bun, briefcase, and library glasses. I’m getting there though.

See here are my goals/ assignments complete with a face and random markings. I even marked off some stuff. Yay.




And yes that does say ‘Big Daddy Goals’.


Love,

Leira Violet








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Sunday, February 17, 2008

Fear.

3:57 PM

Fear is a bitch. It can have you walking on eggshells or paralyzed to make a move. The possible repercussions of your actions glare over your shoulder, reminding you of how catastrophic your life can turn out at any wrong move. What do you do?

I’m at that point in my life. I’m looking at that ugly green monster everyday. The realization that the next 4 months will dictate the next 4 years of my life hit me and that scares the life out of me. Three choices. One, sit down and let fear consume life, just wait for the worst to come. Two, walk on eggshells and lose the chance to really experience life. Three, push through it, do what I can do, and let the cards fall as they may.

I think my choice is slightly apparent. Doesn’t mean that I’m not scared.
Love,
Leira Violet

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Thursday, February 14, 2008

constipation takes over the world!!!!!

5:14 PM

I’ve heard some guy said the one of major problems with the world is constipation. I agree. Take the governmental officials, for example, they look like they have corks up their business. That’s probably why they’re so cranky. I would be cranky to if there ain’t nothin’ flowing. Imagine, you’re sitting at work with deadlines and paperwork, but it’s hard for you to focus because there is a giant rock at the base of your seat. Man, that sucks.





Look at that. Look at it. The face reads “I haven’t pooped in 6 days… help” Poor guy, I want to deliver some fibersure to his house. Doesn’t he just look pissed off? If they get the basement machined oiled really well, maybe they’ll be more kind.



Okay, I have a revelation. What if (just maybe) we achieve world peace through the decongestion of colons? Sounds amazing huh? Happy people everywhere! Free from the confines of their digestion system! I can see them now frolicking in the fields. Every person from every nation joining hands (after they’ve been washed) in joyous celebration.





You sir, put down that hamburger and eat some vegetables! Make you colon leap for joy! Eat beans. Eat broccoli. Eat salad. Eat greens. Get that baby moving!!!

Now that we’re on the subject of food. I have come to realize that Valentines Day is not the best day to choose to go raw. I mean I love VDay and all, but chocolate isn’t raw. I shall start again tomorrow and possibly blog my experience. Any raw foodies out there, tips on anything would be amazing.

Love,
Leira Violet

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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

why violet?

8:38 AM

When I was younger my momma told me stories all the time of how I was apart of some royal family and that I do not belong in Oklahoma. You would think I would have the best self-confidence in the world right, but no. Yet, I still believe every girl should know that she is worth that of a Queen. As a lovely reminder, I surround myself with violet and made it my favorite color.

Other meanings of the color violet:

In Holistic medicine the color violet represents the crown (for a Queen?) chakra and spirituality/ living in the now. This chakra links the individual to the universe.

Violet also means the color of good judgement, purpose, magic, and mystery.

Thursday's color is violet.

A pretty dang good color, huh?

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Monday, February 11, 2008

Life is like Nike, Just Do It.

4:20 PM





It's funny how once you get started doing something, it seems easier. Instead of just sitting back of complaining about how much this is going to suck, just do it. Then you will realize how it wasn't all that bad. It's kind of like having a giant bolder on top of a mountain. Some comes along and gives it a good push and rolls on for miles, crushing lazytown, complainville, and lethargy city. Next thing you know, that bolder has made a pretty good path and maded it to it's destination.

Today (like any other day) I was/am pretty dang tired and didn't want to get started on my article for Newsroom. Once I made the first call, I was pretty much energized. I still feel like crap, but energized crap. So, I decided to set aside my duties as the senator of lethargy city and actually do my work. Considering, how I'm officially energized crap.

Love,

Leira Violet

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Sunday, February 10, 2008

P.O.W.

1:25 PM

I'm a prisoner of war. The weakest soldier of the smallest infantry. Naturally, I fought back, but it only made them stronger. I gave up to soon. If only I would hve kept trying, I probably wouldn't be in this hell hole. If only... To late for 'if only's. I'll keep trying to find a way out.

Everyday I call out to the chief. Some days I don't believe hehears me, but I continue to call. He will come. I know it. At the very least he will send someone better trained to help get me out. my wounds will be addressed and my stomach fed. Once again, I'll join the ranks of one of the greatest armies on earth.
Love,
Leira Violet

I wrote this because my youth pastor said we needed to have a poem and I couldn't think of one. All I came up with was this.

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