Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
wait a second...
Isn't prayer that is supposed to happen from the heart, not under the pressure of an assignment?
Oh school, you make me laugh.
Oh school, you make me laugh.
Thoughts on weather changes
Dear Changing Seasons,
You are very pretty. I am particularly fond of the way you change the trees to pretty fall colours. Your cooler temps allow me to break out my new fall sweaters and finally feel relief from the summer humidity.
However, I am not a fan with the way that you playing with the barometric meter in my head. I am sure if you knew the migraines you were giving me, you wouldn't be putting me in this position. Right? I am sure that if you knew, the whole hospital trip that I had to endure last week could have been avoided.
I have hesitated saying anything, knowing that it isn't all about me. However, I can no longer ignore the ramifications this is having in my scholastic endeavours. If things don't change, I fear I will begin cursing you every time I see a changing tree, knowing a migraine could be lurking around the corner
Let's not let this change the rest of our relationship. Please just stop changing so much and we will be great.
Thank so much
Sincerely
Me
You are very pretty. I am particularly fond of the way you change the trees to pretty fall colours. Your cooler temps allow me to break out my new fall sweaters and finally feel relief from the summer humidity.
However, I am not a fan with the way that you playing with the barometric meter in my head. I am sure if you knew the migraines you were giving me, you wouldn't be putting me in this position. Right? I am sure that if you knew, the whole hospital trip that I had to endure last week could have been avoided.
I have hesitated saying anything, knowing that it isn't all about me. However, I can no longer ignore the ramifications this is having in my scholastic endeavours. If things don't change, I fear I will begin cursing you every time I see a changing tree, knowing a migraine could be lurking around the corner
Let's not let this change the rest of our relationship. Please just stop changing so much and we will be great.
Thank so much
Sincerely
Me
Thursday, October 23, 2008
a little introvert coming through
so now that I have started, I just want to keep writing.
I guess that's because this year has been pretty crazy thus far. Balancing five master's level courses, being the co-chair of community life at school, starting and ending a relationship, dealing with family illness, struggling with my own migraines in that and everything else that life can throw at me.
And despite of all of that, I have had the best fall yet. I came back to the city after the most wonderful summer and for the most part that vibe has continued.
I am loving living in my first "big girl" apartment, as I like to call it. As an extravert, I have always loved living in community. In fact, until I was in second year university, I had never had a room to myself. And now, in my second year of my Masters, this is the first time that I have lived on my own truly. I was worried I would be dreadfully lonely, or that I would suddenly be dropped by my friends because I wasn't right there (OK, maybe not the most rational of fears but since when are fears and insecurities rational?) And yet I love it! My inner introvert is rejoicing. I love coming home and being able to shut the world out with the twist of a lock. That sounds a whole lot meaner that what I meant. I am just finding that alone time isn't as scary as I thought, and is quite fulfilling.
Well, I suppose I should move onto the more productive things in my life that need to happen. Like school work, cleaning my black hole of an apartment (its starting to worry me a little. How did it get in such a state?) and maybe some grocery shopping. It can't be healthy the amount of sushi I have been eating.
I guess that's because this year has been pretty crazy thus far. Balancing five master's level courses, being the co-chair of community life at school, starting and ending a relationship, dealing with family illness, struggling with my own migraines in that and everything else that life can throw at me.
And despite of all of that, I have had the best fall yet. I came back to the city after the most wonderful summer and for the most part that vibe has continued.
I am loving living in my first "big girl" apartment, as I like to call it. As an extravert, I have always loved living in community. In fact, until I was in second year university, I had never had a room to myself. And now, in my second year of my Masters, this is the first time that I have lived on my own truly. I was worried I would be dreadfully lonely, or that I would suddenly be dropped by my friends because I wasn't right there (OK, maybe not the most rational of fears but since when are fears and insecurities rational?) And yet I love it! My inner introvert is rejoicing. I love coming home and being able to shut the world out with the twist of a lock. That sounds a whole lot meaner that what I meant. I am just finding that alone time isn't as scary as I thought, and is quite fulfilling.
Well, I suppose I should move onto the more productive things in my life that need to happen. Like school work, cleaning my black hole of an apartment (its starting to worry me a little. How did it get in such a state?) and maybe some grocery shopping. It can't be healthy the amount of sushi I have been eating.
Well this has been a long time coming...
And so I have broken down.
I have been encouraged by many of my friend's to start a blog, several times. Now whether that is because they would read my blog, or if it was a hope that I would vent more of my feelings here and less to them, who knows? (man, I hope it is because I would write a half decent blog... not the second option)
And so here I go. I am pretty excited about this. I have always been a writer and have stopped writing... well that is if you don't count my countless essays. Writing was always a passion, something that helped me gain clarity, charging me up. Okay, okay, it was also a means of living out my over-active imagination and hopeless romantic nature. And I have missed it. And so, I guess this is my first step back into the realm of writing.
Here's hoping this all goes well!
I have been encouraged by many of my friend's to start a blog, several times. Now whether that is because they would read my blog, or if it was a hope that I would vent more of my feelings here and less to them, who knows? (man, I hope it is because I would write a half decent blog... not the second option)
And so here I go. I am pretty excited about this. I have always been a writer and have stopped writing... well that is if you don't count my countless essays. Writing was always a passion, something that helped me gain clarity, charging me up. Okay, okay, it was also a means of living out my over-active imagination and hopeless romantic nature. And I have missed it. And so, I guess this is my first step back into the realm of writing.
Here's hoping this all goes well!
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