Wednesday
Things I like about this semester
-morning classes. its hard waking up but I love mornings
-my spanish teacher. She's cool and dresses well. The first day she wore the gorgeous free people dress my own summer salary couldn't handle. and she always seems like she's in a good mood even though it's 8 in the morning.
-my art history class that doesn't meet on Fridays. [note: i don't like the fact that we have assigned seats. i liked that i moved on from second grade]
-the way the window by my bed catches the rays of the sunset around 6:30 and casts a dappled pattern of light on my bed. not to be sappy, but it's pretty!
-work. I've finally worked my way out of grunt work and now have my own desk. Was invited on the cruise this fall and even starting my own project soon! Day trips for field work to come, too!
-not being a freshman. There's so much to adjusting that you just can't realize until you've adjusted. and until I'm a senior i know i'll keep thinking this way.
-my sorority. in the words of one of Carolina's true frat stars: Cool bitches. (i've been trained to embrace the term "bitch" via WMST 101)
-Yofruut (sp?)- some frozen yogurt place on Franklin. Hated it at first but if you don't get green tea flavor it's pretty tasty. i just like any self-serve frozen yogurt place so i'm not sure how i feel about giving this place the credit. it's just the only place like it around. Mochi at UF is way better. or Tutti Frutti in Miami. Do they grow self-serve frozen yogurt in Florida or something?
-Krispy Kreme. This shouldn't be on the list but i think i've had at least one every day since it opened. yea that's pretty gross.
-My bike!! ha i've already gone on more bike rides than i ever rode it last year. such an obnoxious thing to do in chapel hill, but its really fun! especially in the mornings riding back from j's for an early class :)
-my spanish teacher. She's cool and dresses well. The first day she wore the gorgeous free people dress my own summer salary couldn't handle. and she always seems like she's in a good mood even though it's 8 in the morning.
-my art history class that doesn't meet on Fridays. [note: i don't like the fact that we have assigned seats. i liked that i moved on from second grade]
-the way the window by my bed catches the rays of the sunset around 6:30 and casts a dappled pattern of light on my bed. not to be sappy, but it's pretty!
-work. I've finally worked my way out of grunt work and now have my own desk. Was invited on the cruise this fall and even starting my own project soon! Day trips for field work to come, too!
-not being a freshman. There's so much to adjusting that you just can't realize until you've adjusted. and until I'm a senior i know i'll keep thinking this way.
-my sorority. in the words of one of Carolina's true frat stars: Cool bitches. (i've been trained to embrace the term "bitch" via WMST 101)
-Yofruut (sp?)- some frozen yogurt place on Franklin. Hated it at first but if you don't get green tea flavor it's pretty tasty. i just like any self-serve frozen yogurt place so i'm not sure how i feel about giving this place the credit. it's just the only place like it around. Mochi at UF is way better. or Tutti Frutti in Miami. Do they grow self-serve frozen yogurt in Florida or something?
-Krispy Kreme. This shouldn't be on the list but i think i've had at least one every day since it opened. yea that's pretty gross.
-My bike!! ha i've already gone on more bike rides than i ever rode it last year. such an obnoxious thing to do in chapel hill, but its really fun! especially in the mornings riding back from j's for an early class :)
Monday
Class hasn't even started
Ok this is about to be really cliche. But I really miss a Saturday where there is nowhere to be. No alarms, no 3 o'clock meetings, no I have to go pick up these things at this place before this time(s). I'm not reminiscing a Saturday in particular; I don't even remember the last time I had this kind of Saturday. Maybe I've never had one, and I just like thought of it. I like the thought of sleeping in carelessly and getting out of bed just because I feel like it. I want to decide what to wear not based on what I'm doing that day, but decide what to do based on what I want to wear. I want to listen to the On and On album in its entirety while I get ready for the day. and i want getting ready for the day to mean cooking breakfast and feeling out which shoes do best to the clothes i'm wearing. I hope it takes forever. With maybe two minutes to put on some really good mascara. Since i have nowhere to go, I would then decide to go somewhere. then not go. the bliss of it.
Okay so two hours later I would get restless not having done anything all day, and what, it's probably already 2 or 3 in the afternoon by this point, so I'd quick think of that thing i saved for some Saturday I'd have some free time, and do it. it'd probably be boring like bringing my car to get inspected or picking up some dental floss at the store.
I'll just have to remember next time to try harder to have a completely non-existent, entirely too long nowhere-to-go Saturday. next time.
Okay so two hours later I would get restless not having done anything all day, and what, it's probably already 2 or 3 in the afternoon by this point, so I'd quick think of that thing i saved for some Saturday I'd have some free time, and do it. it'd probably be boring like bringing my car to get inspected or picking up some dental floss at the store.
I'll just have to remember next time to try harder to have a completely non-existent, entirely too long nowhere-to-go Saturday. next time.
Wednesday
i think i have some Ramadan in me
on NPR today, they were in Pakistan interviewing people about Ramadan. One man who owned a restaurant was asked whether it was hard to be hungry and go the whole day preparing food. What a dumb question. He said no, that it felt good. The interviewer asked what it felt like, and he said it felt refreshing, like your whole body was being cleansed.
i usually love snacking and eating all day, but sometimes when i go the whole day without eating, i feel exactly like this guy. in a spiritual way, too, not even in an anorexic way. it's like I'm too focused on the day God has given me to worry about food. i feel thankful and blessed to have a life that I don't always have to think about food (which is definitely an american thing). i also think about people starving in other countries and hope that all this time i wasn't eating, they found something to eat. NPR, i appreciate Muslim tradition more now. Thank you, Pakistani man for putting things in perspective. Amen
i usually love snacking and eating all day, but sometimes when i go the whole day without eating, i feel exactly like this guy. in a spiritual way, too, not even in an anorexic way. it's like I'm too focused on the day God has given me to worry about food. i feel thankful and blessed to have a life that I don't always have to think about food (which is definitely an american thing). i also think about people starving in other countries and hope that all this time i wasn't eating, they found something to eat. NPR, i appreciate Muslim tradition more now. Thank you, Pakistani man for putting things in perspective. Amen
really, no subject
i had one of those really fabulous days when your hair is doing something good, your skin is glowing like an expectant mother, you have on a really, really perfect outfit, and an excellent jacket to publish your look.
i wanted to write about it to express my contempt for this kind of day. after studying this kind of day all day, I've concluded a few things: this kind of day cannot be created. it just happens. it's one of those days that begins forming its beautiful, bitchy self in the middle of the night because even early on, it knows two things: its going to make an appearance (rare), and its going to make sure you do absolutely nothing that day so that nobody else gets to envy your day. What a waste. i didn't see anyone useful today. i didn't even go anywhere besides some hidden field in Cary to pick up my little brother from baseball. this day also made sure that there were no cute older brothers also picking their little brothers up from baseball. I mean, i felt like Santa Monica today. If i were determined enough to book a flight this morning, just so I could be in California on my "day," would it have happened? or would my day have found some way to lock me up in my house to make sure only I could witness the relieving equilibrium of my appearance? i can't believe how much i'm complaining. must be pms. i hope it doesn't hear me getting angry. i want it to come around again.
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