Thursday, March 26, 2009

pee aye eye enn

Pain is a four letter word.

Pain reminds us of our own mortality & what it feels like to be human. Pain is to live. Pain is know that one exists.

Pain is a part of the everyday experience. It is common. It is shared commonly among people. It manifests itself in broken hearts, broken dreams, broken bones and broken souls. Pain is physical. Pain is emotional. Pain is mental. Pain is succint, it is vague. Pain stirs emotions and demands attention. It calls us to examine ourselves. What hurts us? What makes us weep? What leaves scars, both real and imagined?

And perhaps more importantly, what is our own reaction to hurt? Do we wallow? Do we despair? Do we recover? Do we internalize pain and take it was a process of a cruel and unforgiving world? Do we take it as a part of life that teaches us how to live through adversity? A life with pain is painful, but a life without it is null and void to the of pointlessness.

Pain is a four letter word.

Monday, March 9, 2009

special features

two things:

1: I gave in a got a twitter. I know, I know, because I want people to track my every movement? hmm...

2: Today was not my average study day. I went to my favorite coffee/tea place to get some work done, which came highly recommended by a dear professor of mine, and that fact had me looking up every so often at the gathered masses in the cafe to see if he just happened to be there [stalker, I know! but some habits just die hard ;) ], and I'm not disclosing said location because hey, everyone likes to keep their own special places, well, special lol.

anyway, when I first got there, it was pretty crowded inside, and fairly nice weather outside (they have a nice outdoor seating area in the front, so I decided to take my chances outdoors. Grabbing my steaming hot cup of tea (what else?!) and my larger than life lemon poppyseed scone, I settle in amongst the empty tables and conversing somebodies. As with all frequently visited outdoor eating places, there will be birds and possibly other critters literally nipping at your heals for any dropped, or graciously delivered, bits of food. Usually, its not a probably for me, but the birds at this place are just so BOLD!! There I was, just minding me own business, and just barely cracked into the massive tome of a book I have to read for school, when a bird lands on my table, and takes a bit of my scone, even AFTER I'm shooing it away!! no seriously, he just landed on my table, took a swipe of my scone, paying me no attention, and flew away. I was left sitting there like, really?? really bird?? you freaking suck. And then! And then, said bird proceeded to sit really close by me on the railing, eyeing me for any open opporunities to do it again! I felt like I was in Alfred Hitchcocks Birds the way they were scoping me out with a devilish plan of theirs. And the funniest part was that no one else seemed to have this problem but me! Maybe the birds thought I was the weakest of the pack, and proceeded to pick me (and my scone) off.

I was fed up, I couldnt get any work done while a bird was coveting my scone, so I packed up and moved inside, luckily, to get a seat at the off to the side study room, where teenagers proceeded to make out right next to me on a couch but hey, I wasnt looking or anything;). Anyway, I just happen to be wearing some purple reeboks, purchased for a 80s hip hop themed anniversary party, when a guy comments on them while I'm getting a tea refill (cup number three btw). Surprised, and not a little shell shocked, after all, I'd been staring at a book at that point for 4 whole hours, engulfed in the Roman world of barbarians and chopin (sounds odd, but still somehow works, lol), and had only recently emerged from that world when I noticed my tea was cold. He's lucky I didn't scream out a germanic battle cry in response!! I mumble something in english that I think, and hope, was a gracious note of thanks, and leave it at that. Only later, while I'm reading away, he comes up to me and asks if he take a picture of my shoes for his blog. huh? after much teasing on my part, and I should know better than to use my humour on someone I just met (he kinda didnt know if I was kidding or not lol), the result is this:




you can read his post herr.

and, end scene.

Friday, March 6, 2009

random, utterly.

Right now its 3:02 and I'm hunger. but I have no idea why because I ate at noon and I thought I ate pretty well too--shrimp fried rice and steamed shrimp with sauteed spinach (no meat today!)--but its barely 3 hours later and I'm starving. Dinner tonight is at 7 so it looks like I wont get to eat until 8ish, poo. 

Yesterday I got my first Gardasil vaccine shot. I highly recommend this to all women (regardless of sexual activity) because its an FDA approved vaccine that prevents 4 strands of HPV, the human papillomavirus, the most common STI, AND helps prevent cervical cancer. I decided to get the shots mostly to prevent cervical cancer, and while there's not a particular history of this type of cancer in my family, I know many women, and families, who have been affected by it. So if nothing else, it's a preventative measure that makes you just one step healthier. more information found: here

I visited the mall today and fell in love with some shoes and went on a binge and bought bought bought. my bank account is hurting something fierce right now, but I love my shoes so I cant regret them haha.

My birthday is coming up and I'm trying to decide what to do. I think tea with sadaf and extraordinary with the girls should do it. 2 days of fabulous tea, yummy desserts, and even better company?? I'd take that over club hoppin anyway ; )