The Best Thing On Youtube

OK, so you really like two different songs. Type into YouTube their name, and then mashup, and there is a chance that some DJ guru might of just made your day.

I don’t know how exactly I stumbled upon these, but they basically made my life 100% better. Some songs I had no idea could possibly sound so good together.

Sometimes I wish the mashup could be it’s own song.

And then there is my favorite, two very different songs that can’t be listened to alone anymore:

Then there is the amazing Melanie Martinez, who seems to occupy the majority of mashups.

If you have any spare time, or want a break from your usual playlist, go to YouTube and find a mashup of your favorite artists. You’ll find something you love!

Life Update – Being Female In America Today

Hi, it’s Ariana, and as you know, I live in the United States. Let’s just say that last week was not an easy one. In fact this whole past week, I’ve spent, and the majority of Americans have, struggling to get over the fact that Donald Trump was just elected president. I spent Wednesday crying, and on Monday the students at my school walked out of class and marched on the streets in protest. It’s taken a long time to realize the long-lasting effects that Donald Trump’s presidency will have on the world, and on the basic rights of humans in the United States.

Realizing that basically the only reason the first female nominee to run in a general election in America lost, was because she was simply a woman. Hillary Clinton held more governmental positions than any other candidate in American history. Donald Trump was the first to hold no military or government positions.

The hard truth is that if Clinton were male, she would have won. If Donald Trump were female, everybody would call him crazy and he’d have to run as an independent. After Clinton won the nomination, women thought they’d come a long way, but it turns out, we still have much further to go.

This is not even a matter of political party preference, this is about the fact that we are so much further behind than we thought when in comes to gender equality and race. On Wednesday, a fight broke out four girls and a boy. He was an anti-feminist, and we all ganged up on him, as he criticized us about not knowing anything about the pay-gap. We all know it is going to get much harder for us in this country. Women no longer feel safe. As I get older, it will be harder for me, and it will be harder for minorities. W0men and minorities now have a right to be scared, and a right to stand up.

 

 

 

 

A Dose of Friday Happiness

So, another rather short week of school ended. I spent all of the day trying to get myself excited for Friday, but I was mostly just cold, hungry and tired. Last night I stayed up late performing at a concert in front of my school which was enjoyable, except for the parts where I completely messed up.

However, the prospect of late sleep and going out of town for the weekend with my Dad is getting me progressively happier.

Here is a list of things I love/make me happy:

  • Sleep (but not too much)
  • Taking decent pictures
  • Just being with friends
  • Relatability people. Teens in the 2010s crave relatability. We eat it up.
  • Just simply being with my family.
  • Coming back from shopping.
  • The smell of morning time
  • Handwriting something I actually enjoy writing.
  • Bouquets that turn out well
  • Clean rooms
  • Hot coffee on cold mornings. (or just hot coffee)
  • Weekend mornings
  • Bedtime
  • A good book + bedtime
  • That feeling when I back from school and I can finally be consumed by my bed
  • Food
  • Comfort
  • Realizing my makeup turned out much better than I thought
  • Impromptu dance parties
  • Expressing myself through singing
  • Blogging
  • Guitar catharsis
  • Simplicity
  • Sitting professionally at my laptop
  • The innocence of animals/pets
  • The absorption of good art
  • Water
  • Knowing you aced a test (never)
  • Friday afternoon parties that occur silently inside
  • Cleanliness overall
  • Pillows
  • Typing on a laptop.
  • Watching a great movie I’ve just made
  • Photography
  • Escape through writing
  • Nature
  • Feeling good about a political/social action I took
  • The first bite of dessert…

I know there are a million more things I could think of… but comment below and share some little thing that brightens your day and makes you happy.

iPhone 6s (Rose Gold, 128 GB) Review

I recently made the switch from an iPhone 5c to a 6s. What I’ve found is major improvement.

I’ve had my 5c for two years, since I got it in October 2014. It came with the smallest amount of GBs, possible, 5, and proved to be a depressing challenge, everytime I wanted to take a photo or video. Note: I make a lot of films. This was not easy with 5GB. I valued every single megabyte and it took over my life.

At long last, I got an iPhone 6s. I could have gotten a 7 except I’m not liking the whole headphone jack deal, plus it was much more expensive. I was thinking of getting perhaps a 32GB because even that would be a lot, but my dad insisted I get 128GB so I would never run out. I love being able to utilize even iMovie on my phone. I also have all the apps that I want.

Features I Love

Raise to Wake – Being able to pick up my phone and be recognized as wanting to open it is very easy

Touch ID – This paired with Raise To Wake makes for a much faster unlocking process.

3D Touch – Seeing things quickly depending on touch. So modern.

Improved Retina screen – The screen is higher definition and sharper.

Better camera – The camera very precise, and takes much higher quality pictures.

 

As far as I’m concerned, I have not noticed anything I dislike about this phone, except for that fact that it is large and my hands are small.

 

How To Survive (And Slay) Mornings

Let’s face it, not everybody is a morning person, in fact a lot of people are late to school and work, in order to avoid facing their bed separation anxiety.

Every morning I set my alarm for 5:30. And it is for that reason. I do not like to leave my bed. Since I’ve started school, I have realized that for all these years I have taken my bed for granted.

Monday morning is the worst. Following the guilty dread of the weekend’s finish, there is that Monday gut feeling that taunts you, as you first wake up in the morning.

But having a good start to your day is going to make whatever day of the week it is manageable and much better. Besides, that having things to look forward to are going to motivate you to leave your bed.

Make your room beautiful! The first thing you’re going to see when you get out of bed is your room. It took me a long time to get myself to do this, but gradually, my room has become the beautiful perfection, or as close to it as I need. It has candles, string lights, a clean desk, floor, night stand and Beyoncé everything. In the morning, when I wake up, I am happy when I see it, not depressed. How to make this happen.

Make a routine. Make it amazing. It’s true. I am proud to say I ACTUALLY HAVE a morning routine. It is very strict. It’s strict, but strictly enjoyable. I play music. I have tea or lime water. I dance. I love putting on my makeup. Sometimes I even take dancing outside in the sunrise. I know. I sound so fake, but I really actually do this. And I don’t know what I would do without it.

BE POSITIVE! Before you go to bed, think about what you are looking forward to in the morning, whether your watching a makeup tutorial, so you are super excited for a new look tomorrow, or whether it just be listening to a new album that’s recently come out. Or maybe you got a new kind of cereal which you really want to try. Think about those simple pleasures you will experience once morning comes.

Change your attitude about it. Every morning is another morning closer to the weekend. Plus, a new day is a day full of opportunity. Maybe something exciting will happen at work, or at school. Whatever it is, be happy about morning time.

Wake yoself up! Once your alarm goes off, NEVER IGNORE IT. Turn on LED flash on your phone. When your alarm goes off, so will a bright light. Once you’ve seen that, you will never go back to sleep. It may be unhealthy, but I take about twenty minutes to use my phone in order to wake myself up in the morning. Then I head over to the bathroom and splash cold water on my face. This all seems quite brutal, but don’t worry… The next thing to do is go to the kitchen and fill up a glass with water. Squeeze half a lemon or lime into the glass, cut the other half into slices and put those in the glass, add a small bit of sugar, and drink with a straw (Straws make the drinking procedure faster) This is very delicious and somehow turns on the wake-up signals like nothing else.

Make your bed. Right away. Before you ever have any second thoughts of going back to bed.

Enjoy yourself. Get up early so that you are not in a rush to get out the door. If you have finished getting ready early, and still have extra time, turn on some music and get yourself dancing to confidence-boosting songs. It propels your whole entire day.

 

A Day In The Life

WEEKDAY

When I wake up every weekday morning, there is nothing but blackness around me, and the small, pronouncing tinkling of my phone. It persistently gets louder and louder, so I crawl out of bed to turn it off ASAP.

I’m sure if anyone could see me, in the pitch blackness, I would look like a zombie, except of course, a lot more human. I take my phone, and then think for a few moments about what my day will be like. I am hit with the realization that there will be another day of school ahead of me. That makes me think some more. And more. This means riding my bike. It means making lunch. Then I think about my classes for that day. It is quite complicated. Especially for someone who has homeschooled their whole life.

Whatever. I decide.

I read the news. My reaction to reading the news is always a mixture between angriness in regards to Donald Trump, and happiness in regards to the fact that he won’t be my president.

I continue to look at my phone until I decide that I need to get up. Again, here comes the zombie. She just has enough strength to turn on the lights. I continue with my routine, and hours later, I am riding to school. I have a 3 mile ride each way to school. It is usually extremely foggy, and I always see the same people, same dogs, same crazy turkeys, and chickens who actually cross the road.

At some parts of the ride, the whole world is cloaked in fog, and so is the road ahead of me and the road behind. It looks like I’m on a different planet.

My first class is a science class. It is OK, the only thing is, science and I aren’t the best of friends in the whole world.

My third period is music. The problem is, the music teacher heavily favors some of the other singers. That is really hard.

I have math after that. Finally, at long last, lunch. I sit with my friends, and eat whatever I managed to find for lunch. Spanish and English classes are double-periods. I can’t say Spanish is the best, since our teacher does not know how to teach. Her class is a disorganized mess. English I love because it is fairly political and English duuuuhhh I LOVE WRITING.

The 7th and 8th periods are art or study hall. I love both (They involve reunion of me and my laptop).

When the final bell rings, it is me procrastinating getting on my bike. I am tired. Very tired. Somehow after much labor and longing thoughts of the food I’ll get once I’m home, I ride up the driveway and make a beeline toward my bed. I stay there for the rest of the day.

WEEKEND

Since I don’t have an alarm on weekends, I treasure the fact that my bed and I can be together until death do us part, or that is to say, until Monday morning.

I stay there for awhile until I feel like I may be missing out, and then I get ready to do my election work. This next weekend I am going to another state to work on the election, just because it is coming up so soon, but on normal weekends, I just go to my local community and make phone calls there. I spend the rest of my Saturday shopping with my sister or spending time with my dad.

 

 

 

300 Followers!

A few days ago, I hit 300 followers on Raven Wings. In a couple months I will have had Raven Wings for a year. Things would have been a lot different without all of my lovely readers standing by in support. 

Thank you to everybody, and let’s keep going! 

Ariana

Underrated Songs

  1. Be the One – Dua Lipa
  2. Take a Picture – Carly Rae Jepsen
  3. New Romantics – Taylor Swift
  4. Intention – kiiara
  5. Lost In Paradise – Rihanna
  6. Hurt Me – Lapsley
  7. Borders – M.I.A.
  8. Devotion – Ellie Goulding
  9. Turn Me Up – Carly Rae Jepsen
  10. Ghost – Halsey
  11. Mrs. Potato Head – Melanie Martinez
  12. Dynasty Miia

Size M (Poem)

Maybe you don’t know this

I’ll tell you now, 

I’m larger than I look,

And I’m smaller than seem


If you didn’t understand, then 

I would show you I could fight

And then fall to ground

Because my weaknesses

Sometimes hold me down.


You could laugh away,

Because you think I’m not 

Listening to your remarks 

But it will never matter to you

Not when your words are washed 

Away with the fog of blissful amnesia.


I may be lying on the ground, 

Bruised and glaring,

Or standing on stilts, above you,

Laughing. Smiling

But still I will be the same

Fitting into size M. To you.


Age doesn’t mean anything to me.

As long as you are mature,

As long as you genuinely cry.

I let my vanity escape me.

But so do you. 


Look at me now. 

Let us shake hands.

We are on the same page.

We may climb a different mountain

But it’s just as high.

So please don’t tell me

I can’t learn from you

Thank you for learning from me.


Comment prompt: Is this relatable? 

Note: This is not my best poem, but I feel like it is easier to express these kinds of things this way because posts get boring and hard and personal when it talks about this stuff.

The Sad Tale of My Laptop + Update

At the moment I am writing on a makeshift laptop. (A.k.a. My phone with a Bluetooth keyboard in the WordPress app.)

In case you are wondering, my Macbook Pro was, let’s just say, defeated in a battle with a glass of water, and has come out, not dead, but limping from wounds. 

Although it may look fine, if you try to use it, an invisible hand controls its cursor movements. This has made me slightly depressed. Because I love my laptop. I love writing, and I love filmmaking. (I also just got a disc of the Lemonade film by Beyoncé. I was actually hoping to see some clips that I can’t find on YouTube, and I thought the whole getting a Pro instead of an Air might be lived up to for the disc drive. But enough of my rambling. The point is, I am now using my phone, so pardon my typos. 

Lemonade and my injured computer.

As for writing, that might be a little bit harder. 

I just returned from a school vacation(????) carrying heavy backpacks with a ll of our things, hiking up and down dusty hills for miles, and sleeping in very cold very windy landscapes. (It’s called backpacking) I’m very bruised. And yes, my home room teacher was there, and yes, she told us when we had to go to bed and to be quiet and not sing “Anaconda” very loudly before sunrise, and wake everybody up. That was very hard, and all of us agreed that we would rather be in Algebra class with a ton of homework. 

You would think that after returning I would be tired, but I am in fact quite energized, and feeling quite good, despite the cold that has been circulating between the 108 freshmen at my school. However, I am happy to say, that my friend S and I had blackberry lemonade and pizza and my favorite thing j’en the world, (I know, it’s strange,) burritos wrapped in tin foil.

Without further ado, I shall leave you here,

Thanks for reading!

Ariana