...And The End of Things
Linger like the last leaf
Jumping to its dried, brittle fate
As wind caresses every branch
Like a passing stranger
Or a long forgotten friend.
A reminder. That we never stopped moving
This is the mourning period. I think that we should let the blog die, but I will write it poetry until I am ready to let go and satisfied that it has a proper send off as I've grown sentimental in the last half hour. It was a good run ladies. We made it through a year. :) It was a pleasure meeting both of your acquaintances.
Let's end this post with some Tonjes.
Monday, 16 April 2012
Saturday, 14 April 2012
So, I feel bad for never posting (and when I do, I do on weekends).
But I dunno, I never seem to make time for it. Our blog kind of died, but it was fun while it lasted. I don't know if either of you want to continue, but if we do, we would have to find some way to bring this blog back to life.
However, I do have something to write about! I went up to Gainesville today!
The open house for the College of Veterinary Medicine was today, and I'm so glad I went. I learned a lot about their facilities and how they operate with their students. I really hope I get into UF, and I'm REALLY looking forward to going to veterinary school if I do.Though, I am a bit disappointed that I didn't get to see Corey while I was up there. I mean, he's one of my closest friends, but I was with my mom and that's just an awkward situation I enjoy avoiding. BUT I DIGRESS. I'm so exhausted from driving all day, but I'm so excited now. The more I learn about veterinary medicine and the schools I'm looking at, the more excited I get about the idea that this is what I chose to pursue for a career.
I also got a pretty sweet shirt. Seen here (without my face):
Friday, 6 April 2012
procrastinating
I've started a few blog posts the last weeks but I always forget to finish/post them.
Been super busy, working like crazy. Finally the Easter season is over so I can get back to normal 40 hour work week! I also broke my iPhone and bought new shoes, but that's not interesting. I'm painting mermaids and reading Hunger Games (loved the movie, a lot, so I decided to start reading)
I have been thinking about quitting this blog thing, since I'm missing out weeks and I don't really feel like writing anything at all when I'm "supposed to." - my life isn't interesting enough as it is and I don't want to lose out many weeks because I don't have anything interesting to write about.
But if this blog will stay alive for some time I'll definitely keep reading it :)
I'll just keep posting on my art site and tumblr,
take care, girls.
Read you next week!
Alda
Been super busy, working like crazy. Finally the Easter season is over so I can get back to normal 40 hour work week! I also broke my iPhone and bought new shoes, but that's not interesting. I'm painting mermaids and reading Hunger Games (loved the movie, a lot, so I decided to start reading)
I have been thinking about quitting this blog thing, since I'm missing out weeks and I don't really feel like writing anything at all when I'm "supposed to." - my life isn't interesting enough as it is and I don't want to lose out many weeks because I don't have anything interesting to write about.
But if this blog will stay alive for some time I'll definitely keep reading it :)
I'll just keep posting on my art site and tumblr,
take care, girls.
Read you next week!
Alda
Monday, 2 April 2012
For Rath and For Ruin
And the red dawn! I will blog on! For Rohan, for my people! Actually I have no idea what to write, but I don't really want this to die yet so here I am. I figure that after about a month of non-activity the blog will officially be dead and maybe I'll be around to give my last respects.
Also, I have been really into Lord of the Rings lately. I think that it may be my mind's way of preparing me for the The Hobbit movie coming out this winter (Excited!). And with that I will end this post with a picture of an origami nazgul because I'm a loser who can't find words for how cool it is. Ciao chicas!
Also, I have been really into Lord of the Rings lately. I think that it may be my mind's way of preparing me for the The Hobbit movie coming out this winter (Excited!). And with that I will end this post with a picture of an origami nazgul because I'm a loser who can't find words for how cool it is. Ciao chicas!
Monday, 26 March 2012
In a Rut
Yep, we are, which is ridiculous on my part because I stay home all day. It's starting to get pathetic. I need to find a job. Argh!
Oh! And I found out at my surprise welcome home party (My friends make me all warm inside) that someone I'd know for a while was a nerdfighter. He yelled DFTBA to a friend leaving. My first time meeting a nerdfighter IRL! We gave each other the nerdfighter salute and everything. :D
Stephanie: I hate to sound preachy, but your school life sounds like mine right before I got kicked out of my college for poor grades, and I don't want the same for you. My advice is to get help, use your schools resources, and take this seriously. I know that it's hard to get motivated, but if you don't motivate yourself then you'll wait for something else to do so, only to find out that you wasted that time because it was always you who needed that needed to get over yourself. But perhaps that got a bit personal. After all my problem could be summed up in a quote from the pilot episode of one of my favorite TV shows, NBC's Community (Six seasons and a movie!) when the main character says:
"The funny thing about being smart is that you can get through most of life without ever having to do any work. So I'm not really sure how to do that"
Yours may be different, but probably stems from the same source: laziness. :P As it is, my advice still stands.
Ugh, I talked about myself too much in this. I think that it's a side affect of not filling out a job application in 48 hours, so I'm not tired talking about myself quit yet. And now I am.
Alda: Donde estas chica? How's your art going?
Oh! And I found out at my surprise welcome home party (My friends make me all warm inside) that someone I'd know for a while was a nerdfighter. He yelled DFTBA to a friend leaving. My first time meeting a nerdfighter IRL! We gave each other the nerdfighter salute and everything. :D
Stephanie: I hate to sound preachy, but your school life sounds like mine right before I got kicked out of my college for poor grades, and I don't want the same for you. My advice is to get help, use your schools resources, and take this seriously. I know that it's hard to get motivated, but if you don't motivate yourself then you'll wait for something else to do so, only to find out that you wasted that time because it was always you who needed that needed to get over yourself. But perhaps that got a bit personal. After all my problem could be summed up in a quote from the pilot episode of one of my favorite TV shows, NBC's Community (Six seasons and a movie!) when the main character says:
"The funny thing about being smart is that you can get through most of life without ever having to do any work. So I'm not really sure how to do that"
Yours may be different, but probably stems from the same source: laziness. :P As it is, my advice still stands.
Ugh, I talked about myself too much in this. I think that it's a side affect of not filling out a job application in 48 hours, so I'm not tired talking about myself quit yet. And now I am.
Alda: Donde estas chica? How's your art going?
Friday, 23 March 2012
Let's Pretend That Friday Night/Saturday Morning is really Thursday Afternoon.
Okay? Okay.
I'm so bad at blogging!
So, um. It's been...two? three? weeks. I don't know. Life has been extremely uneventful lately, actually. Exams are FINALLY over, and I did horrible on almost all of them. I've been really stressed out this semester, and I'm not entirely sure why. Physics has been the worst for me, because I just simply don't understand it, but I have to take it in order to get my degree (and in order to be accepted into veterinary school).
So, I'm a little stressed. Well, more than a little.
A lot.
Every other aspect of life has been generally boring as well, I guess. I've still got this slightly-more-than-friends-but-not-really thing going on with Corey. I don't know what to call it, but he's sort of just my best friend with benefits, and it seems to be working out fine for both of us. I was going to bug him to come down to see me this weekend so I could have someone to see The Hunger Games with, but I kept forgetting to ask and now it's the weekend, so oh well. Maybe next time.
So...yeah. I have no idea what to write about.
Where are you guys?!
It's lonely here.
Maybe we should have some more themed weeks to get us blogging again? Maybe one could be on our favorite books/movie/tv show/whatever? I dunno. We seem to be in a bit of a rut -- a not-blogging rut.
Hope to hear from you girls soon! Have an awesome week!
Monday, 12 March 2012
Forever Young
Waiting outside of the most popular restaurant down the street from my roommate's apartment on a bench at 9:00 at night.She wanted to go to Ruby Tuesdays, but I did not want to spend my last night in Chile going to an American restaurant. We talked about what's next and the city and what I would and should not miss about it, or if I'll miss anything at all. We waited longer than we should have on a bench for my name to get called. I'll never did figure out how to enter a restaurant in Chile.
Going out and drinking disgusting beer, but going out anyway because it is not staying in. Going dancing afterwards and dancing most of the night with a guy who was just grabby enough for the mood I was in and feeling breathless every time we parted. I never wanted chivalry to die in a ditch more than those moments, but was grateful for the distance later. I still have a hard time forgetting the way he held me.
Driving in a week-old friend's car down a familiar road, the only other road that I had ridden through in a car besides the one we just came from. We were several Terremotos deep (and beers for a few). Hours-old friend to my right and month-old friend to her right, the boys in the front two seats. Jay-Z comes on the radio and we sing "Forever young, I wanna be forever young" loudly out open windows and into the night.
The way the stuffy sweat smell of the metro, tiredness from hours on my feet, and the beep of the door closing was irrelevant to the feeling of the air blowing through my hair or around my scarf when the metro first started moving.
The stares I would get everyday from so many people for being the only young, black girl for miles.
The catcalls and kisses blown at me from creeps on the street and how secretly flattered I was of them when I first got them.
How it seemed like nobody understood me at times, trying to attempt competence in Castillano.
How nice and willing to help everyone was. They always called me a baby when I told them my age and didn't know how to respond when they asked me where I was from and I told them form the U.S. How everyone in the office was given a cute nickname and I never got it, like at all. They called me Karena, thought that was because there was another Karina in the office. When she was gone they slipped up and called me Kare or Karenita. I loved just about everyone at the embassy. From staff to DCM.
The other interns and how I felt like I wanted to go everywhere with them.
Santiago, This is how I'll remember you.
Was traveling on Monday so I didn't post. I missed everyone back home, but it's just sunk in that I'm in my considerably smaller city and there isn't something to do every day of the week. Haha. Just movies on weekdays.
Going out and drinking disgusting beer, but going out anyway because it is not staying in. Going dancing afterwards and dancing most of the night with a guy who was just grabby enough for the mood I was in and feeling breathless every time we parted. I never wanted chivalry to die in a ditch more than those moments, but was grateful for the distance later. I still have a hard time forgetting the way he held me.
Driving in a week-old friend's car down a familiar road, the only other road that I had ridden through in a car besides the one we just came from. We were several Terremotos deep (and beers for a few). Hours-old friend to my right and month-old friend to her right, the boys in the front two seats. Jay-Z comes on the radio and we sing "Forever young, I wanna be forever young" loudly out open windows and into the night.
The way the stuffy sweat smell of the metro, tiredness from hours on my feet, and the beep of the door closing was irrelevant to the feeling of the air blowing through my hair or around my scarf when the metro first started moving.
The stares I would get everyday from so many people for being the only young, black girl for miles.
The catcalls and kisses blown at me from creeps on the street and how secretly flattered I was of them when I first got them.
How it seemed like nobody understood me at times, trying to attempt competence in Castillano.
How nice and willing to help everyone was. They always called me a baby when I told them my age and didn't know how to respond when they asked me where I was from and I told them form the U.S. How everyone in the office was given a cute nickname and I never got it, like at all. They called me Karena, thought that was because there was another Karina in the office. When she was gone they slipped up and called me Kare or Karenita. I loved just about everyone at the embassy. From staff to DCM.
The other interns and how I felt like I wanted to go everywhere with them.
Santiago, This is how I'll remember you.
Was traveling on Monday so I didn't post. I missed everyone back home, but it's just sunk in that I'm in my considerably smaller city and there isn't something to do every day of the week. Haha. Just movies on weekdays.
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