sparks ignite

Arthur epitomizes my childhood much like Fire epitomizes my winter. (Okay, that's a terrible analogy but I felt it NECESSARY to have some ARTHUR REPPIN' due to the copious amounts of Pokemon pictures invading my Facebook newsfeed. I'm in a slight state of confusion, but don't mind me here.) (OKAY MIND ME. SOMEONE EXPLAIN IT TO ME ALREADY.)

I've been roasting by the fire for countless hours this week doing my favourite past time (besides watching Arthur, of course): STUDYING FOR EXAMINATIONS. Oh, hi sarcasm.

I've been sufficiently un-motivated to study for exams. Ironic as it's the singular year in my entire lifetime where these exams ACTUALLY count for, you know, the future. There's just something so irrelevant about what I'm learning in school right now that makes me want to scream. I wish we were in primary school where we were taught about beauty and love, not rational functions and Spanish revolutions.


I definitely value education and enjoy many of my classes. But sometimes I can't help but to question why regurgitating information is such a common thread in learning? I understand that math is important but NO, I'm not planning to jump of a building in a perfect parabola and calculate the time it will take me to land. (Though I'd nail that shizzz it if that ever came up. Provided I had a graphing calculator with me prior to the jump.)


I'm weary to calculate the amount of hours I've done studying and forgetting things that clearly have no relevance to my life. Can I get a "LIFE'S TOO SHORT"?! Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader taught me that a) adults are, generally, NOT smarter than a fifth grader b) but that's only because what you're taught in fifth grade really has no relevance to life.


But anyways, I guess that's life. You learn something new each day! Hip hip hooray! (I added that rhyming bit.) And so little of it actually resonates with you. But some of it DOES stick. And that's how you really learn and really discover and really create who you are and what you love and what you believe. Friday taught me many new things, but I won't go into that now... (How intrigued are you regarding my AURA OF MYSTERY? oooh...)


Anyways, in case you haven't noticed, Welcome to Lexy's Wardrobe circa Examination Time. This is my equivalent of sweatpants and sweatshirts. Barney would approve of the colour combination. No one would improve of anything else. But whatever. IT'S EXAMS I CAN GET AWAY WITH IT NANANA BOO BOO. (The Barney-lovin'-five-year-old-me clearly just came out... Mature? Yes.)


(Purple Sweater - Value Village $3, Pants - Value Village $5, Daisy Sweater - Mum's, Jewelry - Assorted, Rings - Peru)

Teachers aren't allowed to teach new things right before exams. So I guess I'm not learning something new every day, after all? (Actually, I am. Just not with respect to schoolughh. (That is now one word.)) But anyways. Since I'm pretending that I'm not learning something new every day...
TEACH ME SOMETHING NEW. About anything. About yourself. About life. About Arthur. Whatever way, I smooch your little aardvark face. Yes, you are now aardvarks. This is officially the biggest compliment of your life.

P.S. Muchos gracious for all the comments and new followers! You're all so rad and I'm sorry to inform that I'll be neglecting your beautiful blogs for the next week or so. I'll visit them STAT. I know. Priorities SUCKS.