I am not talented.
This is not uncommon knowledge. I can't sing or act, I'm not all that smart. My writing leaves something to be desired and a good half of my friends have the pathological need to correct my grammar (the latter does not amuse me, they do not seem to care). Something, however, does make me feel talented:
Would it impress you to know that as I write this I'm carrying on 2 text conversations, 3 facebook chats, and a skype phone date?
Probably not. But it does make me smile when I can keep all the information from these conversations straight and respond in-kind.
Props to modern technology for making subsequent generations of humans victims of ADD, but awesome instant communicators/information gatherers. Jewelry will never catch my attention like my text ringtone or that little beep that sounds when my friends facebook message me.
Shiny things probably never saw this one coming.
Friday, 16 July 2010
Tuesday, 25 May 2010
All Hail Queen of the Non-Sequiturs!
I've spent an amazing amount of time recently considering the past 5 years of my life. This I suppose is nothing too out of the ordinary for a newly minted graduate. JMU was the worst and best decision of my life. I'm glad its over. I'm terrified. I have never not been a student. I'm not sure what the world is like outside the context of my sparkling ivory tower, but I would like to find out. This was the main motive behind my choice not to apply to grad school this year. This and lack of funds available to take the GRE. I would have found the money for the GRE though, if I had really been ready to take it.
I'm fairly certain I could fall into almost any profession and be at least moderately happy, except doctor-ing or anything to do with Calculus. I'm also fairly certain that you couldn't simply fall into any profession that included those things, so I think it'll all turn out alright.
Here's to leaping! Something I have rarely had the option to do. Something I'm excited to attempt.
Spending time in Texas was WONDERFUL, a little bit warm for my taste, but still wonderful. 2 years it has been, since I have seen my amazing friend Liz and I am so happy I got to spend time with her and her family. I hope I can make another stop by Texas some day in the not-too-terribly-distant future.
Sometimes I don't leap when I should. Sometimes I over-think. This is really getting to me.
To end this on a positive note, I leave you with this simple equation:
Dallas + wonderful friends = AMAZING.
I'm fairly certain I could fall into almost any profession and be at least moderately happy, except doctor-ing or anything to do with Calculus. I'm also fairly certain that you couldn't simply fall into any profession that included those things, so I think it'll all turn out alright.
Here's to leaping! Something I have rarely had the option to do. Something I'm excited to attempt.
Spending time in Texas was WONDERFUL, a little bit warm for my taste, but still wonderful. 2 years it has been, since I have seen my amazing friend Liz and I am so happy I got to spend time with her and her family. I hope I can make another stop by Texas some day in the not-too-terribly-distant future.
Sometimes I don't leap when I should. Sometimes I over-think. This is really getting to me.
To end this on a positive note, I leave you with this simple equation:
Dallas + wonderful friends = AMAZING.
Saturday, 9 January 2010
Well, here we go again
Classes begin again on Monday.
Oscar Wilde once said "When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers."
Here I am, thinking that for all that goes wrong, just enough goes right to make life worth it.
I'm ready for the latter half of that statement to come true.
Here I am life; beat me up or knock me down.
2010 will be my best one yet.
Oscar Wilde once said "When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers."
Here I am, thinking that for all that goes wrong, just enough goes right to make life worth it.
I'm ready for the latter half of that statement to come true.
Here I am life; beat me up or knock me down.
2010 will be my best one yet.
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