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Nothing much and everything, all at the same time. Welecome one, welecome all! I would like to do some sharing, laughing, loving, complaining, creating, and hopefully entertaining. Enjoy!

Sunday, February 22, 2009

QQyou QQme QQ Bubble Tea




I love Bubble Tea and I am craving it right at this very moment. In college I once went to QQ Bubble Tea four times in one day! I have only tried this fab creation in Carbondale Illinois at the famous QQ Bubble Tea, but bubble tea is so great that you got to get anywhere you can. Search it, Try it, Love it!

I love QQ and QQ loves me! QQ in my mouth and I will QQ on your... Bubble Tea you complete me! Stick with QQ and bubble tea will stick with you you. Take a sip on BT and your as sexy as JT. 

Those are some examples of the testimonials people have written on the walls of QQ Bubble Tea, but I prefer to keep it simple.

QQ+HS=<3

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Get Wilde


"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry. Their passions a quotation."

-Oscar Wilde    

Not to totally prove him right with irony, but I was just thinking this same exact thing. I swear I didn't know it was already a quote, but come on these days there is not much you can say or think that hasn't already been said or thought before.

I want my passions to stand on their own without a quotation surrounding. I would like if my thoughts were my own even though most likely, they were already somebody else's. And it would not hurt me if in the end of all ends someone were to say, "that Haley Stewart was truly her own person!" In present time to be original means you have to really be doing something nuts, yet that is all I hope for my life!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

A Far Off Love



As they walk around this great mass they realize.

Maybe they need to stand still to meet?

Maybe if their world was flipped upside-down,

They would be walking bound to bump into a far off love.

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Cheers to health and wealth in this New Year!



Brown line ripping me away.
I said I would go

Go in the opposite direction as the traffic moving underneath.
All going home to their honeys and their cats,
home to couch lounging love.

But my obligations are ripping me away.

On the eve of this New Year don't let anything rip you away from love! Tonight is a night to let bygones be bygones. Tonight is a time to forget what you didn't get done yesterday and a time to remember what you want to get done tomorrow. Every day is a New Year, but for our purposes tomorrow really is! Do whatcha gotta do, cuz 09' is gonna be Soooo FINE!

Monday, December 29, 2008

Happy Monday! bluhhh

Here I sit broken hearted.
tried to poop but only farted!

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Stuck in the Middle with Myself or Baby Beluga or Married to Neil Young


When I was small child I listened to a lot of Raffi. When I say a lot I mean like I wore out more than one Raffi tape and I was rock-n-rollin to Raffi until I was at least 11 years old. Ok who am I kidding I still love Raffi! I think I was embarrassed or something about music. The music I felt comfortable requesting was my kiddie music that was of course for me because, no shit, I was a kid. I have always really loved music of all types, but when was little I thought that listening to my parents music*(which I loved then and even more now) was something I had to hide. I was a weirdo I got embarrassed about a lot of stupid things from the ages 11-14!

I remember I used to sneak one of my mom's Beatles tapes, and listen to the whole thing every night as I lay "sleeping" in bed. I think back now and can't believe how strange that was, I didn't want my parents to know that I liked music or that my tastes were changing...that I was changing. I was embarrassed that I was growing up and that Raffi, though I still loved aaaples and bininis, was not cutting it anymore. Who knows maybe it was because I was the oldest, or maybe it was because even though parts of me had always been very adult other parts were so childish. I was still deathly afraid of the dark, and I would still pull the "whole I am asleep on the couch" bit so that my dad would carry me up to bed???

That was a weird time for me and I am sure I am not alone, but while other kids went through a gradual progression of weirdness into adulthood I hid those changes. I never liked New Kids on the Block, Backstreet Boys, Brittney, or NSync. I never got super big into the hip fashion trends of the 90's, nor did I run around obsessing over boys and trying to impress them. All of the stuff I was "supposed" to being doing embarrassed me because I think I always knew that stuff was "just a phase" and it would not matter when I “grew up”. I missed a lot of typical tween stuff by being an independently minded, tomboy, embarrassed first child.

I have never been one for the in-between stuff. I either wanted to be carried to bed by my dad or living in my own apartment, I either wanted to be childish or adultish. I never wanted to be in the middle and I never liked all that mucky ucky shit that comes with a transitional time (just ask my parents I was a strange and mean creature during those years). I, in a way, think that this is kind of how the post colligate 20 something years have been proving to be. I feel stuck in the middle and I do not like it at all!

I am embarrassed to say that I want to settle down, and uncomfortable partying every night. I have so many things I still want to accomplish, but I am sitting in a cubical. I am confused on what path to take, yet smart enough to know it will all work out for the best. When does it get worked out? When will it be the best? I am an old soul with a heart for adventure. I don't like to be bogged down with what I am "supposed" to be doing, it is not who I am. I am too “wise” to get fully caught up in 20 something supposed-to-be, but too chicken to fully break away and do what I want. Because though I never went to a NKOB concert, kissed a boy on the playground, owned a NSync CD, or made out at the “clubhouse” I was there and, I watched everyone get submerged in it all.

And so for now, I am once again in-between who I was and who I know I will be. I 'm here now and watching it all, but this time I am going to just have to make the best of it because stomping around and calling my mom a bitch just is not really that cool anymore (never really was)!


* These are a couple of songs I used to feel overly passionate about but too embarrassed to enjoy them with the people who introduced them to me. Great taste for an eleven year old might I add! I am not too embarrassed now... look em up, listen, enjoy for the rest of your life if not doing so already!

This Ol' House of Ours- Crosby Stills Nash and Young
Come Together- Beatles
All Along the Watch Tower- Hendrix
Bobby McGee- Janis
Yesterday- Beatles
Down by the River- Neil Young

Peace on Earth and Etsy for everyone!!!

It is up and running my friends! http://www.haleystewart.etsy.com/ yay!

I have been talking about starting an Etsy shop for about a year or so and well it has finally happened! Some things are things you talk about forever and never do, and some things are the things that you don't feel happy about yourself in less you actually DO. So I took my own advice and JUST did it! It is not perfect, and I am going over to my lovely cousin's on Sunday to make a better logo and banner (she has Adobe)!!! I have no clue how many people read this bigitty blog, but for those of you who do I need some criticism, so check out the site and hit me back with some of your great ideas!

I have so much more to list in the shop, and most of it is taking up space in the APT so check it and check it often!!!!

love

HLS

Friday, December 12, 2008

Chi Town is Colder Than




In WWII the bomber pilots and crew were able to find humor in painting the plane's name on the side of the craft. A silly inside joke between scared boys? Yes probably, but it is neat to think that in a time where jokes were probably few and far between that these guys were able to find the time to lighten the mood with humor! Now this is something a person like me can appreciate! Though I don't know much about my grandpa's experience in the war, I like to think of him in a plane such as The Witches Tit!



This particular plane was a B-17 Thunderbird and it flew 15 missions from Feb-June of 1943 before going MIA.