I love how all I’ve had to eat today is a large cup of blueberry coffee and some gummi worms.
Mm..so, so healthy.
Start Shouting
I read a lot of blogs. Most of the authors are quite a bit older than I am.
I like that. I used to think that when you got to a certain point in your life, you just suddenly GREW UP. You had life, love, and taxes all figured out.
But reading these blogs? Has taught me that people definitely DO NOT have their lives figured out. Sometimes, it’s quite the opposite. They’re learning new things about themselves everyday. So am I. Everyone is.
I never want to stop learning about myself.
Place: Kitchen table
Eating/Drinking: Nothing
Music: Matt Nathanson
Feeling: Uncomfortably numb
I have to wait a year now before I go to London. I was supposed to be leaving in August. This is extremely depressing and also means I am stuck here for another 12 months. If I ever gain some objective perspective, I’ll be able to realize that it’s not that bad. But for now, it feels like a death sentence. I don’t feel like I have much left here.
Ummm…..now what?
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles.”
-Jack Kerouac
Back to the daily grind
Today is my first full day back at school. Classes do not start until tomorrow, so I have some time to myself before the madness starts up again. Also, my roommate seems to have disappeared since I got back, which is a nice change.
I plan on spending the day in my pajamas, watching as many episodes of Lost as I can get through. I’ve been meaning to start watching it for awhile now, and today seems like a good day to spend laying in bed under the covers watching tv.
I was not placed on the schedule at work this week, which I am going to consider a good thing. I can get settled into a nice little routine first.
Which reminds me, I need to figure out where I’m signing up for yoga classes before everywhere in town gets filled up.
The lovely Kristen Bell.
Proof that black and brown can work together beautifully.
I’ve always subscribed to the belief that brown and black do not match. Therefore, I’ve always been concerned with having both brown and black versions of shoes, bags, and coats. But lately, I’ve thrown that out the window and to be honest, I’m really loving my brown boots with my black jeans. And a brown purse with pretty much any outfit.
Not really life changing news here, but just a great picture of someone who completely proves my point! :)
Moms & Facebook
I always thought it would be weird if my mom got a Facebook. Not just because she would be able to see all my social habits readily available to her without my knowledge or approval, but because I thought it would be the ultimate embarrassment for me on my precious interweb.
But after showing her around the site today, I realized it would probably be pretty entertaining if my mom created a profile of her own.
Things my mother would include on her Facebook:
-Pictures of Kyle, her beloved chocolate lab
-Pictures of deer
-Pictures of flowers and vegetables that grow in her garden
-Probably not many pictures of herself, unless they were with family
-Poems that she wrote
-Prayers she found inspiring
And knowing my mom, each of these posts would be innocent, brilliant, and very enjoyable.
I kind of hope she friends me soon.
