the real key is to remain LOW KEY

for your personal stress-relief, i want to share an awesome website:

http://www.virtual-bubblewrap.com/popnow.shtml

the virtual bubble wrap!
i love it, but it just makes me want more of the real thing.

inspirational eye candy

I imagine that this is the kind of furniture that could actually make one feel like an entirely different person just by laying in it. i love looking at this.


nicholas kirkwood's shoes are like perfect pieces of sculpture. i can't ever imagine wearing these shoes, but looking at them makes me think harder about the concept of juxtaposition than most other art pieces that purport to do the same.






Calvin Klein's USB sunglasses: nifty!

there is nothing in me right now that will let me finish these apps

so i will share a picture, instead.


While k. was concentrating on his school work, i tied his hair with my hair-tie and took this picture. He was oblivious the entire time, but notice my happiness. i am obviously very pleased with myself.

i will whisper this under my breath, so you can pretend you cannot hear:

the old demons are coming back.


1. I hate when people ask me, "How's school going?" I don't hate the person, I just hate the question.
2. When someone asks me, "How are you?", i don't mind. But i especially like it when the emphasis is on the 'are'. As in, "How ARE you?"
3. Sincerity is important to me.


I'm learning a lot about myself these days. This is the moment when the shit hits the fan...for eight months. Shit on the fan for eight months is way too long, in my opinion. I feel sorry for the boyfriend. But at least i'm being forced to redefine and evaluate my goals and values. Right? At the least?

I'm sure its the general case that things get more and more difficult as we get older. So it makes sense that this phase right now is by far, the most stressful. I just hope I don't do anything too crazy in the meanwhile. My sanity always hangs by a thin thin strand.

Trying to balance the prospect of graduating, my grades, clinics, bar exam, barbri classes, and trying to find a job, and trying to figure out what i want to do with this degree that i worked so hard and paid so much money for, ...is hard.

she's bringing it back

I'm a couple of months into my 26th year, and so far, I'm far from actually feeling like I'm 26. But before I get to my next birthday, I should (God willing and God helping) be an attorney. Law school, check. Bar exam, check. and Job? Career? Check? I'm really hoping that this is what I want. Regardless, it shall be an accomplishment that fills me with wonder. Hey, i just want to have a job that i love. Apparently, that really is too much to ask these days.

1. Stupid people drive me crazy.
2. Usually I'm a laid back person. I'm flexible, I'm open, I can adapt. But I also have a personality setting that needs efficiency and organization. Seriously, if you need to get it together, get it together.
3. Sometimes I forget the infinite value of having a song pour in through your eardrums and massage away all grumps and pains. But then I click on a weepies song, and I remember.
4. I'm going to be one of those ladies that always has some gin and tonic in her kitchen.
5. Ode to the creative soul: I love that this world contains art. I love that I have access to it, and that i can be a part of it. I will always attempt to make it more a part of me, and make me more a part of it. (social change and art, blah blah)


I'm pooped. and I'm pissed that blogger won't let me switch my gmail account identity. Whats up, blogspot, whats up.

art smear

Inspired by T.Rod.'s blog of art goodness, i decided i will start posting up my photos and art up here too. yay blogger yay. Here are a series of photos i took with a kodak hq disposable last summer.

it sucks when its the weekend and it doesn't feel like it

check out this new idea to use recyclable paper bottles instead of plastic ones. i think it could work if people caught on.



being annoyed and restless
are not good attitudes to have while trying to finish a paper;
plus i feel a little trapped.
but i got myself a pink cupcake and omg cookie to cheer myself up.
i will try to be jolly, but still,
winter kind of sucks.

modcloth, ya'll

i love everything from this place;
i'd like the entire collection transferred into my wardrobe please.

http://www.modcloth.com/store/products_new.php

perusing sites like this, looking through fugly, and upping my gchat usage is what usually happens when i get truly slammed with work. cause i like to mix it up. but i am seriously hurting from last night's attempt to stay up all night. suffer for 30 more hours, or ask for an extension? dilemma.

i am trying not to get hysterical about the fact that my paper deadline is a lot closer than i thought.

i could totally get with living in a yurt.
especially if it has a porch.

thanksgiving was four days ago

i spent the past five days with k.'s family for thanksgiving. that is a lot of days...

for some reason i decided to pretend that i was in some unreachable alternate universe. actually, it wasn't so much of a choice as the inevitable sum of a dead phone, k's family time, and copious hours of sleep.

i didn't slice out a designated time to squeeze out a reflection on what i am grateful for, but i did eat the obligatory turkey, stuffing, green beans, yam and corn, and i liked it. I don't feel the need to force myself to make up new things to be thankful about just because of the holiday. i am grateful and thankful for everything. there is not a thing in my life, a bone in my body, nor a thought in my head that i take for granted. i am so so thankful. my heart swells with so much of it that it will probably burst any day now.

yes. i am full of thanks for the ordinary, and I am glad that I have the ability to react to ordinary life with gratitude. but, sometimes, i think i will suffocate from the stillness. it is more popular to be blind, quiet, and still? apathy is the new anarchy? taking the road well-traveled means growing up? wait, what does it mean to sacrifice? a resounding slap is necessary once in a while, no? eh? i would like a daily slap. well, it doesn't necessarily have to be a slap; it just has to be anything that teaches me how to trust God more.

without the kind of hope that comes from knowing God, there really would be no point in living. life would be vapid.

fingerfoe

why is it not summer.













i am so tempted to do another study abroad.
probably australia, italy, or s. america.
also, i miss new york city.
i miss my sisters.

why do we have to follow so many rules?!
why are there so many boring people? !!!!

sad story

it is so tragic!
that both of montreal and conor oberst are coming into town,
and i can't make it to the shows.
tragic!

balancing beam

the older that i get, the more often i have the "what is the point?" moments, and the response to this question always has to do something with the ability to balance.

i suppose this is what keeps me in the game.

but to remember: balance must not be confused with mediocrity.

i love public radio.

i love national public radio.

i <3 banksy.

pie in the sky

what a lovely photo
i didn't take this photo.
i haven't developed any pictures from my smena 8m, but i will soon.
i wish i had a dark room.

i am in a werid funk b/c i want to sleep all the time.
the first month of this semester was easy breezy;
and now its still breezy
but a slow breeze.
uh oh. i am starting to feel antsy again.

the best thing about my day recently
is eating the delicious apples that we picked
from a real-life apple orchard this past weekend.
they are so so delicious.
i eat 4-5 apples a day.
i will probably turn into an apple.

oh! also, yesterday
we went to the landmark theatre
to see david sedaris.
if i were to have a crush on a gay man,
it would be probably be him.