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this was really a no-brainer.
day two. i had to think a while to come up with this one. there are song i don't enjoy, but the dubious honor of being my least favorite song? that took some consideration.
i fucking hate this song.
edit: i did totally "thumbs up" the comment from the soldier daddy in iraq who was crying because his little girl turned 4 with him gone away. total sap, i am.
edit again: i totally broke and started posting these on facebook. oh well.
i fucking hate this song.
edit: i did totally "thumbs up" the comment from the soldier daddy in iraq who was crying because his little girl turned 4 with him gone away. total sap, i am.
edit again: i totally broke and started posting these on facebook. oh well.
i'm taking facebook's 30 day song challenge and posting here -- mostly because i figure no one on my facebook friends list cares, and also because i want to re-engage with my music, and this will be a good way to do it.
so, day 1: my favorite song.
it's weird, i guess. this song is completely about sex and drugs and nothing at all special about it. but i can listen to it on repeat in my car, it makes bad days better, it calms me down when i'm stressed or upset, and i can never ever be in a bad mood while i'm listening to it.
when i'm having a bad day, sometimes i'll drive around town a little, with my windows down and listen to this song over and over, so loud that other drivers turn and look at me funny, sometimes with disapproval, sometimes with a faint hint of oh hey, that was that song from the nineties. but it touches some part of me, some part of me that's made up of sunshine and sand and warmth and frivolity, and it soothes me where it touches. after twenty minutes or so -- or about as long as it takes to get from campus-downtown to my apartment, on an average day -- my tension has eased up and i'm smiling and singing and dancing in the driver's seat and generally making a fool of myself. these are things that are important, to me, in a favorite song -- having it as a go-to, when things suck.
so, day 1: my favorite song.
it's weird, i guess. this song is completely about sex and drugs and nothing at all special about it. but i can listen to it on repeat in my car, it makes bad days better, it calms me down when i'm stressed or upset, and i can never ever be in a bad mood while i'm listening to it.
when i'm having a bad day, sometimes i'll drive around town a little, with my windows down and listen to this song over and over, so loud that other drivers turn and look at me funny, sometimes with disapproval, sometimes with a faint hint of oh hey, that was that song from the nineties. but it touches some part of me, some part of me that's made up of sunshine and sand and warmth and frivolity, and it soothes me where it touches. after twenty minutes or so -- or about as long as it takes to get from campus-downtown to my apartment, on an average day -- my tension has eased up and i'm smiling and singing and dancing in the driver's seat and generally making a fool of myself. these are things that are important, to me, in a favorite song -- having it as a go-to, when things suck.
to do list, of a sort.
Apr. 19th, 2011 03:44 pmschool stuff:
-661 presentation - 25 april
-642 presentation - 27 april
-meeting with group: 22 april 5 pm young library
-661 theory paper, 12 pages - 2 may
-642 case report, 5-8 pages - 3 may
-meeting with meghan to administer assessments: soon, depending on work schedule
-642 reaction paper 3, 5-8 pages - 3 may
-600 research paper, 15 pages - 4 may
i'm telling myself it's not that bad. i have two whole weeks to do two presentations and three papers. only 40ish pages, total, for all the papers. the worst has passed, i'm trying to tell myself. i don't believe it, though.
i move this thursday/friday. i have some things packed. my parents are coming to help me on thursday.
i'm trying to sort out fall practicum. i called 8 places today; about 5 were potentially successful. i'm waiting to hear back more information.
i'm going to be conducting an outcome study for ulster project this summer, in addition to working as a time of discovery leader. i need to do my lit review research, as well as find the assessments i want to use. as well as decide if i just want to focus on the american kids, like chris wants me to, or if i want to include the northern irish kids too, even though there's already research on them.
aislinn wants to go camping and has a groupon zipline coupon thing that has to be used by june 9th.
i think once i get moved things will be easier. that will be a HUGE stress off of me. and once i figure out a practicum placement, there's practically nothing else to worry about. i'm sure other things will crop up by then, but for now? pssh. i'll be happy once those two things get sorted, i guess.
-661 presentation - 25 april
-642 presentation - 27 april
-meeting with group: 22 april 5 pm young library
-661 theory paper, 12 pages - 2 may
-642 case report, 5-8 pages - 3 may
-meeting with meghan to administer assessments: soon, depending on work schedule
-642 reaction paper 3, 5-8 pages - 3 may
-600 research paper, 15 pages - 4 may
i'm telling myself it's not that bad. i have two whole weeks to do two presentations and three papers. only 40ish pages, total, for all the papers. the worst has passed, i'm trying to tell myself. i don't believe it, though.
i move this thursday/friday. i have some things packed. my parents are coming to help me on thursday.
i'm trying to sort out fall practicum. i called 8 places today; about 5 were potentially successful. i'm waiting to hear back more information.
i'm going to be conducting an outcome study for ulster project this summer, in addition to working as a time of discovery leader. i need to do my lit review research, as well as find the assessments i want to use. as well as decide if i just want to focus on the american kids, like chris wants me to, or if i want to include the northern irish kids too, even though there's already research on them.
aislinn wants to go camping and has a groupon zipline coupon thing that has to be used by june 9th.
i think once i get moved things will be easier. that will be a HUGE stress off of me. and once i figure out a practicum placement, there's practically nothing else to worry about. i'm sure other things will crop up by then, but for now? pssh. i'll be happy once those two things get sorted, i guess.
so tired of drama. and people not being open about what they feel and what they need. if you need something different than what i'm doing, just fucking say it, don't wait around angry hoping i'll figure it out, because i'm dumb and i won't.
/endrant
i got to sleep nine whole hours last night, and it was glorious. i turned in two papers yesterday and then wasn't feeling good, so i took the day off from school and everything. i cleaned up my apartment a little, but not really. i spent most of the day lounging and reading fanfiction. i will probably regret this later, but right now, i can't bring myself to.
gotta shower soon, and maybe pack some more (i move on friday). client @ 1 today. then back into the swing of things: work on my presentation for 661 next monday, read for my 661 paper, sort stuff for goodwill (the amount of shoes i own is obscene), fold laundry and put it away, and keep packing.
i should post my to do list -- that used to be pretty effective. that will be the fourth place i have it down, haha. it's the only way i can remember anything anymore. my brain just isn't cutting it on its own lately.
/endrant
i got to sleep nine whole hours last night, and it was glorious. i turned in two papers yesterday and then wasn't feeling good, so i took the day off from school and everything. i cleaned up my apartment a little, but not really. i spent most of the day lounging and reading fanfiction. i will probably regret this later, but right now, i can't bring myself to.
gotta shower soon, and maybe pack some more (i move on friday). client @ 1 today. then back into the swing of things: work on my presentation for 661 next monday, read for my 661 paper, sort stuff for goodwill (the amount of shoes i own is obscene), fold laundry and put it away, and keep packing.
i should post my to do list -- that used to be pretty effective. that will be the fourth place i have it down, haha. it's the only way i can remember anything anymore. my brain just isn't cutting it on its own lately.
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mar. 24th, 2011 09:48 amso, as soon as i finish my ( list of chores for today )
i am ready to leave lexington. i'm going to go home, then spend the night at molly's house, and at 6:00 am, i have a plane ticket with my name on it that will take me to disney world.
that's right, bitches. be jealous.
<3
now, if only i had more motivation to get shit done, fast...
i am ready to leave lexington. i'm going to go home, then spend the night at molly's house, and at 6:00 am, i have a plane ticket with my name on it that will take me to disney world.
that's right, bitches. be jealous.
<3
now, if only i had more motivation to get shit done, fast...
tomato sauce recipes
Mar. 21st, 2011 11:22 ami have a recipe for tomato sauce in my crockpot, but i don't think i can be arsed to do that. here are other options, swiped from veganyumyum.com.
( tomato sauce )
( tomato sauce )
dreaming away
Mar. 20th, 2011 08:12 pmrecipes to make, soon
salad with orange blackberry vinaigrette (courtesy of veganyumyum)
lasagna rolls
mojito cupcakes (veganyumyum)
fried zucchini
mini pies -- apple? blueberry?
blackberry jam
apple butter (courtesy of veganyumyum)
spaghetti sauce
homemade ravioli
*look up a recipe for blintzes?
candied clementines/clementine cake
gnocchi
bubble and squeak (veganyumyum)
pizza purses (not til after lent :( )
wontons (i'm just going to quit saying these are almost all from veganyumyum)
potstickers
naan
edit:
potato pancakes :)
salad with orange blackberry vinaigrette (courtesy of veganyumyum)
lasagna rolls
mojito cupcakes (veganyumyum)
fried zucchini
mini pies -- apple? blueberry?
blackberry jam
apple butter (courtesy of veganyumyum)
spaghetti sauce
homemade ravioli
*look up a recipe for blintzes?
candied clementines/clementine cake
gnocchi
bubble and squeak (veganyumyum)
pizza purses (not til after lent :( )
wontons (i'm just going to quit saying these are almost all from veganyumyum)
potstickers
naan
edit:
potato pancakes :)
sleepless (south of) seattle
Mar. 15th, 2011 04:26 amif anyone reads this, in a few days, remind me to post about washington.
<3
<3
birthdays.
Mar. 7th, 2011 01:56 pmit's anthony's birthday today.
some part of me wants to text him, to say happy birthday. it's been a month, ish, since we've spoken. i don't want to break that streak.
i won't say anything. but the desire is there.
i hope he has a happy birthday, all things aside.
some part of me wants to text him, to say happy birthday. it's been a month, ish, since we've spoken. i don't want to break that streak.
i won't say anything. but the desire is there.
i hope he has a happy birthday, all things aside.
original fic: traditional fairy tale
Mar. 7th, 2011 10:53 amlast one, from fairy tale fictions: a traditional fairy tale. bonus points for every fairy tale element you catch!
( Little Rose )
(I did get fussed at for the dragon.)
( Little Rose )
(I did get fussed at for the dragon.)
revisionist tale.
Mar. 7th, 2011 10:40 amanother revisionist tale, from fairy tale fictions last year. warning: it's long. other warnings include past non-con, attempted non-con, consensual but not explicit sex, probably some language, and fairy tale stock character types behaving badly.
some formatting issues. i'll fix them, i promise. fixed, i think.
( reclamation )
( reclamation )
heart's desire.
Mar. 4th, 2011 09:17 ami found the fairy tales i wrote for my fairy tale fictions class at the end of last year at hanover. this is one of my revisionist fairy tales.
( heart's desire )
( heart's desire )
six months. six months is apparently the amount of time it takes to get over four years, four years spent building a life, four years of planning a future, four years with a man i thought was my fucking soulmate, and man does it make me kind of sick to my stomach (not to mention how ridiculous it makes me feel) to type that word with him in my head now.
we broke up in mid-august, after a summer of agonizing. maybe that's why it only took me six months to get over it -- even though we had my entire college experience together, and my entire high school years spent mooning over him, i spent three more months thinking about ending things. and really, the entire year prior being miserable. now, with some distance, i'm able to think about these things, and realize that things weren't as good as i desperately wanted to believe they were. and they weren't as bad, either, as i desperately wanted to believe they were, immediately after. there were shiningly bright moments, times when i was as happy as i ever was, even up until the end. and there were dismally low moments, which too many of my friends are all too acquainted with, times when i'd sit outside my dorm, huddled over my cell phone, at midnight or two or four a.m., sobbing or yelling, over things that i didn't even understand why we were fighting over.
i guess it didn't really take six months, for me to get over it. over him, over us. it was the past six months, and the three months of summer, and one brilliant month of july and ulster project, a charming irishman; it was the last year, year and a half, maybe even two years, of our relationship, where things started to go to hell. it was the natural progression of a relationship that fell apart.
and now, after a month and a half of not talking to him, of him not being in my life, i am freer than i've ever been, and i'm finally, for the first time maybe ever, a whole person, secure in myself and all of the things that go with that, happy.
we broke up in mid-august, after a summer of agonizing. maybe that's why it only took me six months to get over it -- even though we had my entire college experience together, and my entire high school years spent mooning over him, i spent three more months thinking about ending things. and really, the entire year prior being miserable. now, with some distance, i'm able to think about these things, and realize that things weren't as good as i desperately wanted to believe they were. and they weren't as bad, either, as i desperately wanted to believe they were, immediately after. there were shiningly bright moments, times when i was as happy as i ever was, even up until the end. and there were dismally low moments, which too many of my friends are all too acquainted with, times when i'd sit outside my dorm, huddled over my cell phone, at midnight or two or four a.m., sobbing or yelling, over things that i didn't even understand why we were fighting over.
i guess it didn't really take six months, for me to get over it. over him, over us. it was the past six months, and the three months of summer, and one brilliant month of july and ulster project, a charming irishman; it was the last year, year and a half, maybe even two years, of our relationship, where things started to go to hell. it was the natural progression of a relationship that fell apart.
and now, after a month and a half of not talking to him, of him not being in my life, i am freer than i've ever been, and i'm finally, for the first time maybe ever, a whole person, secure in myself and all of the things that go with that, happy.
