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Feb 17, 2010

Post: 18 février 2010

Woopsies. I meant to finish this last night; distractions. By the time I was ready to blog again, it was already "today" anyway, so I figured I'd go to bed. :P

I've decided that I need to legitimately start writing in this again. Also, my days are exponentially less busy--more on that later. I really feel like my life is starting to piece together, even though some days are more complicated than others for sure. Anyway, I'll just cut to the chase and update any readers I may have on what's going on in my life at the moment. :)

-- I made the Dean's List! Yay me.
-- If everything works out as far as finding a place, I'll have my own apartment next year. With three other girls, more than likely, but I'm finally going to be living on my own in a way. I'll be able to cook and bake all I want, and have a dog or cat inside the house. And I don't know why that excites me so much, but it does.
---In fact, I may be living in Nebraska by the end of May.
-- I've ultimately decided that I'm not going to be a music major like I thought. I want to possibly take the theory and the history and the conducting... but nothing else. No 7 semesters of recital attendance (though I don't mind the motivation to culture myself a bit more), no two-credit hour voice lessons, no keyboard skills/piano proficiency. I'll just be that weird person who takes theory for funzies. And I'm more than okay with that.
-- I love psychology. Love, love, love it. It never gets old. I'm glad bio and pre-calc made me realize that clinical lab science was not for me. I love this major! :)
-- I finally went to A Novel Idea, the used bookstore downtown here. It's absolutely wonderful. The lady who owns it, Cinnamon (love!), is celebrating her 30th (29th?) birthday this weekend so she's having a sweet sale. I'm going back hopefully today to purchase a cookbook for less than $4... and that's without the discount. Also, she has two cats that walk around the store. I told Ben that I wanted to do this when I own my own coffee place. It dawned on me, however, that having cats in a coffee house is a lot more hazardous to health than a bookstore. Hmm.
-- Ben absolutely succeeded at Valentine's Day. A necklace with the treble/bass clef heart and one dozen orange roses, plus driving me around shopping, Panera, and Hy-Vee Chinese. Maybe not the classiest V-Day, but definitely the best one I've had so far.

Well, I'm out of things to say. Besides, my laptop is on about 25% power now because HP battery life sucks. All for now.

PS Everyone should read Margaret Cho's weblog. It's great.

Quote: 17 février 2010

"I'm not going to die because I failed as someone else. I'm going to succeed as myself." -- Margaret Cho

Feb 2, 2010

Quote: 2 février 2010

"I must create a system or be enslaved by another man's; I will not reason and compare: My business is to create." -- William Blake

Feb 1, 2010

Post: 1 février 2010

First post. Wow, this feels weird. I haven't blogged since middle school, probably. My mind moves to different places super fast, so my posts will be indicative of that. I'll mention what I'm thinking about when I think about it. Nod.

-- Well, it's official. I'm going to be sick forever.
Not really, but things ne sont pas bien physically for me right now. I hope you can use context clues to figure out the French. (In case you can't--are not good.) I only have about a day left of directed use of my Advair inhaler--never thought I'd be using one of those. I have a pinched nerve around my ribcage from about a month of bronchitis, three weeks being untreated. That really needs to get better soon--getting into bed is hard enough, with a bunk and all. The bronchitis has basically manifested itself into a cold. Not awesome. But hey, it'll get better. It's just frustrating to have my body keep fighting me. I had Chem-12 done awhile back and pretty much everything is normal... :/
-- I have discovered that taking Omega 3 tablets might be good for my health/weight. Too bad they're expensive ones. Hmm.. Well, once my side gets better, I'll be able to start pilates. Yay, exercise.
-- Dr. Foley thinks I could definitely be a music major with my skills. :) I'd really love to. I need to meet with SOMEONE to see if double-majoring in psychology and music theory (with a French minor, perhaps) is even doable. I really hope it is; that's honestly the only thing making me reconsider music therapy for a job as a counseling psychologist or a physician's assistant or something. I guess I'm in college, though--I'm supposed to change my major billions of times, right?
-- I'm way too addicted to Happy Aquarium on Facebook. Oh my God.
-- I want to get a tattoo of Le Petit Prince on the underside of my right wrist. Someday. Maybe. If I can work up the courage. That book has a lot of symbolism for me. I want him to be there--a place I look at frequently, mostly 'cause I prop my head up a lot--to remind me to always try to see things from a child's perspective.
-- I would like to conclude by saying this: After all the pain, tears, and lonely nights, I feel like I finally have that guy--nay, man--I've been praying for all these years. And that, my friends, feels amazing. :)

<3 ruth.

Quote: 1 février 2010

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two." -- St. Augustine in Captain Corelli's Mandolin

Especially for B. <3