I spent around 3 hours on the internet today, looking over my college credits and seeing what else I need. I get to register for winter term tomorrow, and finding a good schedule that encorporates both interesting classes and work-time is difficult but I think I have it almost figured out. It was a decision of choosing between Philosophy of World Religions and creative writing, but a helpful tip from a friend said that although the topic [of philosophy] is interesting...the teacher is not. So it looks like I'll be taking CW and Philosophy of modern logic (whatever that may be). *sigh* I hope everything works out. I can already see myself slipping away from the excitement of my future plans and distilling into the putrid world of "I'm young and I don't care."
In other news, the temperature here in the Pacific Northwest has drastically dropped, spinning our lifestyle into that of scarves, coats, and furry boots. This is a season that I adore...I seem to be missing the overall general ecstatica that I had last year, but it's buried in there somewhere.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
oh, darn
My 8 o'clock class was canceled, which is a minor bummer since I was considering sleeping in today. So I find myself with some time on my hands, and a couple of thoughts floating about.
First off I'm in the library, and what do you find in libraries? That's right, books. So I was hoping to find something to read...I found myself in what was apparently the 'psychological' section and I picked up a book called "The Happiness Trip" and then my next book was "The Book on Love" or something along those lines. So when did we find the need to completely analyze all the best feelings and emotions? I mean, I understand when it comes to serial killers and the fact that society wants to find what pieces they are lacking (happiness and love perhaps perhaps??).. but for us normal people, don't we just want to feel it and experience it and share IT. I want to share it, I definitely do.
Anyway, countdown to TOOL is still in progress. I am listening to them now and just looked up the meaning of H lyrics...very intense. The gift of saying something but not specifically literally but twistedly (using word adjectives) so the meaning is there but hard to understand- that is just simply amazing. Maybe that's why music is such a big part of everyone's lives: everyone knows the meaning yet we all apply some sort of personal element to it. Our own interpretations. This is such a girl thing to say but I still don't know what to wear to the concert, haha. And even though it is the week before finals, I still see myself missing the next day of school [thursday] because the event of seeing TOOL is one for celebration. How so, this is still open for processing.
Some recent updates: um, nothing really. Besides the fact that my FUCKING NAVEL PIERCING GOT INFECTED. But it is slowly getting better now. I have five months and three weeks left of full healing to go. Um, yes, I am happy. And like I said, I want to share it.
First off I'm in the library, and what do you find in libraries? That's right, books. So I was hoping to find something to read...I found myself in what was apparently the 'psychological' section and I picked up a book called "The Happiness Trip" and then my next book was "The Book on Love" or something along those lines. So when did we find the need to completely analyze all the best feelings and emotions? I mean, I understand when it comes to serial killers and the fact that society wants to find what pieces they are lacking (happiness and love perhaps perhaps??).. but for us normal people, don't we just want to feel it and experience it and share IT. I want to share it, I definitely do.
Anyway, countdown to TOOL is still in progress. I am listening to them now and just looked up the meaning of H lyrics...very intense. The gift of saying something but not specifically literally but twistedly (using word adjectives) so the meaning is there but hard to understand- that is just simply amazing. Maybe that's why music is such a big part of everyone's lives: everyone knows the meaning yet we all apply some sort of personal element to it. Our own interpretations. This is such a girl thing to say but I still don't know what to wear to the concert, haha. And even though it is the week before finals, I still see myself missing the next day of school [thursday] because the event of seeing TOOL is one for celebration. How so, this is still open for processing.
Some recent updates: um, nothing really. Besides the fact that my FUCKING NAVEL PIERCING GOT INFECTED. But it is slowly getting better now. I have five months and three weeks left of full healing to go. Um, yes, I am happy. And like I said, I want to share it.
Monday, November 12, 2007
recovery
Today there is no school, and what better day to allow my throat, my lungs, liver, and my mind to recover from unhinged weekend abuse. The only complaint is that this isn't regular recovery, I think I'm starting to get sick =(. Also, I got my navel pierced and even though the piercer swore by his work and said that he'd never pierced crooked before, unfortunately I think it's crooked. It hurt like hell when I got it done so I don't know if I want to go back and get it fixed.
Right now is perfect: I've got a delicious spiced cider candle on, I'm in comfort in my bed under a blanket, laptop on my knees, Toxicity in the background, copying cd after beautiful cd into itunes, about to start on some homework. There was a storm last night, and driving home through my neighborhood, the roads were completely covered with a nice coat of needles and leaves. Looks like it's picking up again. If I feel up to it, strong enough, maybe I'll take a walk outside before it gets too dark. The clouds are so powerful looking, and the wind is simply chilling. I love this type of weather. Makes me feel extra cozy in the house. There is a smell of faint brownies too, which just tops it all off.
So... If one just opens up a little, eye contact and physical touching, getting over rejection or fear, then it's worth it. I finally released my neutral-hold on, whatever, and am happy with the results. Which doesn't mean I'm going to throw all caution to the wind, but I am definitely making the baby steps to relaxing the strangle-hold to first my mind, then my heart.
Right now is perfect: I've got a delicious spiced cider candle on, I'm in comfort in my bed under a blanket, laptop on my knees, Toxicity in the background, copying cd after beautiful cd into itunes, about to start on some homework. There was a storm last night, and driving home through my neighborhood, the roads were completely covered with a nice coat of needles and leaves. Looks like it's picking up again. If I feel up to it, strong enough, maybe I'll take a walk outside before it gets too dark. The clouds are so powerful looking, and the wind is simply chilling. I love this type of weather. Makes me feel extra cozy in the house. There is a smell of faint brownies too, which just tops it all off.
So... If one just opens up a little, eye contact and physical touching, getting over rejection or fear, then it's worth it. I finally released my neutral-hold on, whatever, and am happy with the results. Which doesn't mean I'm going to throw all caution to the wind, but I am definitely making the baby steps to relaxing the strangle-hold to first my mind, then my heart.
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