MOVED—NEW LOCATION

Hi Everyone,

Since I stopped using this blog, I had opened up two others on Blogger; however, I've recently discovered Tumblr. I'm absolutely in love with the simplicity of tumblelogs. It is much easier to use and to manipulate so I can change the layout. I'm not one to microblog though, so I blog as I would normally. It will serve as my personal blog, and eventually link to my photography, writing, and web portfolio, and more.
Here is the link: janeman.tumblr.com

I'm excited for all that's to come.
Come visit & please update your bookmarks or RSS feeds!

xoxo,
Jane

new blog? renew blog?

I wanted to create a new blog tonight with the name simplehearted because I wanted to write. I wanted to write and start fresh on a blank canvas so I can keep this one untouched and preserved. The Blogger subdomain is taken. But of course. It's rare for subdomains to be free so many years after the inauguration of Blogger. I can barely recall the year I created my first blog. That was a long time ago and that blog has long been removed from the World Wide Web.

What should I do?

Should I start a new blog?
Or just draft these previous entries into hiding?

Help.

why film editing programs were invented

...so that stars like Jessica Biel should not have to embarrass herself in front of the camera. ET featured her and her family's initiative called Make The Difference Network (MTDN) and interviewed them on a children's hospital party that they hosted recently. I found out about this through an e-newsletter about Alex Band about his recent performance at said party. A link was provided about an ET article that interviewed Jessica Biel, so I thought I'd check it out. Never did anyone any harm to learn more about helpful organizations around the world.

Within the first ten seconds of the interview, Jessica Biel talks about a young boy that she kept in contact with every month. He had faxed her family and said he would rather meet her than walk again. They spoke once a month, yet she could not remember what disease/disorder he had. I'm sorry, what? How do you not remember?

They would've done great to cut the clip and re-film her (seemingly) minor mistake, no?

This interview makes their family seem like a typical, generous, wealthy L.A. family, yet discredits them for their care and awareness in the little things that matter. They just come off as pretentious and their interview seem staged.

Her dad seems over-tanned, though I'm sure that's just his natural skin colour, or something.

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snow, still

I'm not sure what is driving me to put this blog back up and make it active. For a few weeks, even a month or more, I shut this blog down and tucked it away in the back of my mind. I suddenly feel the craving for an outlet should I need one. My other blog is for my notes and collection of findings; I want to keep my personal life out of it. My personal journal is sometimes not enough for the false attention the Internet will provide me with its omnipresent audience. The calmness of the snow this morning and my solitude has me yearning for more—to voice myself, to let my thoughts out, to become creative, to find myself.

It's been 19 hours since I touched my bed. I am exhausted but I don't want to let myself rest. I would feel guilty. This isn't the weekend it has been for the last two months and I am on my final stretch with my last exam Monday. The desire to go home overwhelms all my other senses and all I can think about is removing myself from this dreadful place. The snow. It won't stop snowing and all is white as far as my eyes can see out the window. I want to watch it and wait for it to get worse. When it gets so bad that I can't see the wall in front of me then I will sleep. Or maybe my body will just give out. I am tired. But I am excited.

I don't know for what.
Three more days.
There are no surprises.
There are no wishful thinking and hopes.
There will be no surprises.

admiration

I'm always looking at someone else, wishing that were me. With me, and I'm a perfectionist, nothing's ever good enough. I suppose it's a healthy strive for immaculateness, yet it's disappointing when the goal is always ahead of me and I can't seem to reach it even with both arms stretched out in front of me.

I'm having trouble figuring out what I want. What I can achieve in the immediate future far differs from my expectation for myself. I want to do so much. I want to do too much. Restrictions are not dealt with well. It's a lose-lose situation with that.

I want to turn this blog into something more, and here I am, blogging again as though this is my journal. Blogs are meant for social networking and blogger-reader interaction. I need to fix my ways.

Three hours of sleep and nothing good to eat. This next day will be better, I hope.

I need to make a to-do list, write down great ideas and brainstorm potential theses for my Walt Disney essay. Oh, and remind me to remind myself that I'm only three sleeps away from seeing the boyfriend again. It's not that bad.