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

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