Archive | October, 2010


28 Oct

I like to sit around and imagine what my future is going to be like. Especially since every month or so that image changes, depending on how far into the future I’m imagining. I’ve shared how I want my life to end up once I’m getting ready to be married and have kids, etc. But what about before that?

I want to spend the rest of my college years pretty much the same way I am now. It took me a while, but I actually enjoy living with my roommates and I enjoy the area, the house, pretty much everything.

After I’m done with my undergrad, I have two or three options.

Option one – I can travel abroad to start grad school. This would be pretty amazing, but I doubt it would happen if I were in a serious relationship or if my grandmother was sick or something like that. Although  mostly just the grandmother thing. I like to think that the person I’d be that serious with would understand.

Option two – I can begin grad school out of state but within the borders of the great US of A. Maybe NYU or Columbia, because I really do heart New York. I don’t know what would bar me from this aside from finding the appropriate amount of financial aid and a job. This is probably the most likely option, because if I stick with anthropology, I’m gonna have to keep going to school. Or at the very least, I’d be traveling around the country trying to find work in my field.

Option three – I stick around in the city I love. I can see myself living in my own apartment, decorated exactly the way I want it, full to the brim with IKEA furniture, quaint antiques, and thrift store finds. Moon and I would be very happy, and we’d read the Sunday Times while we eat our breakfast and have our morning coffee. This is the second most likely option, and its a really close second. I feel like no matter which option I choose, this option will precede it. I can see myself needing some sort of detox period after college to get used to being a real adult. You know, one that thinks “hey we could go out…but eh, why?”.

In any of these fantasies, I have longer hair and bangs and I wear A-line skirts. Just in case you were curious.


What A Novel Idea

24 Oct

The other day I was walking down the hallway, heading back to my biology lecture, when I was smacked in the face by the best idea for a novel that I’ve had in a long, long time. So naturally I ran down the hallway, grabbed my notebook, and started scribbling madly.

Please excuse my lack of blogging. I’ve been doing ACTUAL writing for once.

I’m thinking of keeping like a mini-series going on here, just updates as to where I am in the process. It might actually help me finish something for once.

I Love My House

12 Oct

Because we just sat around and discussed a very important dilemma that affects women everywhere. The dilemma is thus:

When at a guy’s apartment, and there are no women around, he will leave the toilet seat up. I’m pleased to know that it isn’t just me that feels rude if I accidentally leave it down. Like, if I use the bathroom at his place I put the seat back up. Now I know how all men feel everywhere. Except the ones with their own bathrooms.

I’m glad we had this house discussion. Now I don’t feel so alone.


9 Oct

Okay, I know, its cheating. But here are a few quotes that have resonated with me in the last few days.

“Kiss me and you’ll know how important I am.”

—   Sylvia Plath

“If writers wrote as carelessly as some people talk, then adhasdh asdglaseuyt[bn[ pasdlgkhasdfasdf.”

—   Lemony Snicket (Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid)

“No woman really wants a man to carry her off; she only wants him to want to do it.”

—   Elizabeth Peters

“Te amo como se aman ciertas cosa oscuras,

secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.

(I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,

in secret, between the shadow and the soul.)”

—   Pablo Neruda

“I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.”

Shana Abé








5 Oct

Hey everyone, just a super quick post to let you all know that I’m alive, well, and for the first time in a while, not a sobbing mess. Life is moving on at an acceptable pace. Dave is back in the States for two weeks. I got approved for a transfer at work. My heart is mending. I’ll elaborate on all of that later. Now it’s off to French. Allons-y!


1 Oct

Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.