"Because through love, we feel the intensity of our connection to everything and everyone. And at the core we are all the same. We're all one."
Love is the stuff we're made of. How could we ever exist without it? Why would we ever even want to exist without it?
Is it not by loving someone or something that we feel purpose in life?
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
motherfreaking EPIC
www.mysterygoogle.com
I typed in: what should i do to pass my classes.
Here's a screenshot of what I got. :)
I typed in: what should i do to pass my classes.
Here's a screenshot of what I got. :)
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
interesting...
no longer wearing the onyx ring = less suffocating...
coincidence? i think not.
it's like Lord of the Rings. O.O
coincidence? i think not.
it's like Lord of the Rings. O.O
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Could you tell me how to get...
...how to get to Sesame Street?
As we become older, we become corrupted, for various reasons and in many ways. But occasionally, even if "wrong" to some of society, this crap is just FUNNY!
Disclaimer: mature audiences only...or at least teens. haha
Disclaimer round 2 (added 11/12/09): I DO NOT DO DRUGS! But just because I don't doesn't mean I can't laugh at the humorous media portrayal.
Don't judge. I know lots worse.
(ps - this too. http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=sensimilla)
As we become older, we become corrupted, for various reasons and in many ways. But occasionally, even if "wrong" to some of society, this crap is just FUNNY!
Disclaimer: mature audiences only...or at least teens. haha
Disclaimer round 2 (added 11/12/09): I DO NOT DO DRUGS! But just because I don't doesn't mean I can't laugh at the humorous media portrayal.
Don't judge. I know lots worse.
(ps - this too. http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=sensimilla)
Monday, November 9, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Elmo didn't succeed...
in cheering me up right now.
And in the spirit of malheur and tristesse, I feel I must blog it out before I (hopefully) get back to my relationship paper, which is due tomorrow at noon, of course.
Right now, for some reason, I really, really, really, really, really, really, really hate school. I feel so unmotivated to finish this semester, much less my undergraduate degree. How the hell can I ever hope to survive getting my Master's and PhD? Everybody says it will be okay, and I want to believe them, but I CAN'T WANNA. I wish I could figure out the reasons why I can't want to do anything anymore. Is it the depression? anxiety? ADHD? possible bipolar disorder? possible PTSD? what Hen and I are working on in counseling? a combination of all of the above?
Who the hell has to deal with all of this merde? I feel so suffocated and trapped right now. I just want out. I want to breathe. I want to feel purposeful. What happened to me? Where did I go? I suspected that I would lose the person I found in France once I returned, but I never thought it could be this bad. Is this even a real readjustment period anymore? It's been over 5 months...
I wonder what a day without feeling would be like...
...instead of this.
And in the spirit of malheur and tristesse, I feel I must blog it out before I (hopefully) get back to my relationship paper, which is due tomorrow at noon, of course.
Right now, for some reason, I really, really, really, really, really, really, really hate school. I feel so unmotivated to finish this semester, much less my undergraduate degree. How the hell can I ever hope to survive getting my Master's and PhD? Everybody says it will be okay, and I want to believe them, but I CAN'T WANNA. I wish I could figure out the reasons why I can't want to do anything anymore. Is it the depression? anxiety? ADHD? possible bipolar disorder? possible PTSD? what Hen and I are working on in counseling? a combination of all of the above?
Who the hell has to deal with all of this merde? I feel so suffocated and trapped right now. I just want out. I want to breathe. I want to feel purposeful. What happened to me? Where did I go? I suspected that I would lose the person I found in France once I returned, but I never thought it could be this bad. Is this even a real readjustment period anymore? It's been over 5 months...
I wonder what a day without feeling would be like...
...instead of this.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Well...it's about time we got some publicity.
And the email that MH sent out to students? WHERE WAS AN EMAIL WEEKS AGO!??! I'm just sayin'...
Friday, November 6, 2009
Google baby
I'm tellin' ya - Google is amazing. I think I'm gonna start collecting all the cool images that Google uses on its logo...
I love Sesame Street and Google does too!!!
I love Sesame Street and Google does too!!!
I know I'm obsessed...
But I'm just so furious!
Thought you'd find this interesting - I realized the following a little bit ago. (And to all the haters of French, it was because of my studies that I made this connection.)
I am finding intriguing similarities between the French Revolution and the current situation at MC. The Vendéens (we, the students) are rebelling against the Roman Catholic Church (Meredith College), who are imposing the Civil Constitution of the Clergy (effects and policies of Vision 2010). But unlike the Vendéens, we students will claim more victory. Vive la Révolution !!!!!
Keep in mind that the French people still won the revolution in the end - and there was indeed great change. The Reign of Terror ended.
Yet another delightful "Farewell, Queen Maureen?" You probably don't need an oracle or Magic 8 Ball to answer that question...
Thought you'd find this interesting - I realized the following a little bit ago. (And to all the haters of French, it was because of my studies that I made this connection.)
I am finding intriguing similarities between the French Revolution and the current situation at MC. The Vendéens (we, the students) are rebelling against the Roman Catholic Church (Meredith College), who are imposing the Civil Constitution of the Clergy (effects and policies of Vision 2010). But unlike the Vendéens, we students will claim more victory. Vive la Révolution !!!!!
Keep in mind that the French people still won the revolution in the end - and there was indeed great change. The Reign of Terror ended.
Yet another delightful "Farewell, Queen Maureen?" You probably don't need an oracle or Magic 8 Ball to answer that question...
Thursday, November 5, 2009
NEVER UNDERESTIMATE...
...my research and Google skills. I can find nearly anything. So I decided to find this for you:
What's this image???
Well, I'm glad you asked! The above image is a spreadsheet and graph of Meredith College's "President's" salary information from 1999 (when she first arrived) to 2007-2008. The economy goes down and her salary goes up! (and by "President" I mean Dictator.)
Hey, YOU! Yes, you, Queen Maureen!
I don't see you making any sacrifices to help the "budget crisis" at Meredith. Why don't you consider a pay cut for the top administrators who make over $100,000 and are RUINING THE QUALITY OF EDUCATION AT MEREDITH COLLEGE?!! Oh, right, you have to pay for a top-notch Lexus, a personal chef and property on Hilton Head Island! And those are just the tip of the iceberg...But I've got news for you, Queenie. Meredith is NOT Titanic and you are NOT Captain Smith. We refuse to let you venture into that iceberg field to lead us to our ultimate demise.
Not to mention, we all know you can't speak a lick of French and you probably never could. How dare you insult French majors by saying that we could only read and write the language, but we could not speak it at all!! I am furious about your preposterous remark. I speak the language fluently and have all capability of carrying in-depth conversations with native speakers. I didn't receive a certificate in Level B2.2 with "mention assez bien" in the common European reference for languages for naught. I have talent, which is more than you can say for yourself, unless you consider leaving a path of destruction behind everywhere you go...
Queenie, please do us all a favor and go play in traffic, because regardless of what I say and do, I have a feeling you're going to come out on the losing end of this war. And I'll be there willing and ready to celebrate your defeat.
What's this image???
Well, I'm glad you asked! The above image is a spreadsheet and graph of Meredith College's "President's" salary information from 1999 (when she first arrived) to 2007-2008. The economy goes down and her salary goes up! (and by "President" I mean Dictator.)
Hey, YOU! Yes, you, Queen Maureen!
I don't see you making any sacrifices to help the "budget crisis" at Meredith. Why don't you consider a pay cut for the top administrators who make over $100,000 and are RUINING THE QUALITY OF EDUCATION AT MEREDITH COLLEGE?!! Oh, right, you have to pay for a top-notch Lexus, a personal chef and property on Hilton Head Island! And those are just the tip of the iceberg...But I've got news for you, Queenie. Meredith is NOT Titanic and you are NOT Captain Smith. We refuse to let you venture into that iceberg field to lead us to our ultimate demise.
Not to mention, we all know you can't speak a lick of French and you probably never could. How dare you insult French majors by saying that we could only read and write the language, but we could not speak it at all!! I am furious about your preposterous remark. I speak the language fluently and have all capability of carrying in-depth conversations with native speakers. I didn't receive a certificate in Level B2.2 with "mention assez bien" in the common European reference for languages for naught. I have talent, which is more than you can say for yourself, unless you consider leaving a path of destruction behind everywhere you go...
Queenie, please do us all a favor and go play in traffic, because regardless of what I say and do, I have a feeling you're going to come out on the losing end of this war. And I'll be there willing and ready to celebrate your defeat.
coooooooooooooooooookieeeeeeeee
Google is still my favorite. Sometimes random things that Google does put a smile on my face. I'd like to smile more often, but I still feel crappy. I guess one smile is a step in the right direction, though, right?
Let's hope so.
Let's hope so.
Driving away from the wreck of the day...
Maybe if I write it will be alright. I wish I had something profound to say...Instead, I'm just sitting here with my laptop, accomplishing nothing as usual, and I just popped a piece of Dubble Bubble in my mouth. I'll only chew it until it loses flavor and throw it into the trash. That seems to be characteristic of my life lately. When something loses its flavor, I throw it away.
Maybe if I blog, it will all come out of me. You see, there's something lurking inside of me, just underneath the surface that is trying to break through, to break free. I don't know if it's something good or bad, but I know that whatever it is, it's wreaking havoc on my life.
I wish I could say that I had the motivation, but it'd be a lie. Not that lying is hard to do; I do it all the time, but only to hide myself. I simply don't have the motivation anymore. I am trapped. I feel suffocated. I can't seem to find the reason why. Is it because I'm not in France anymore? Is this a delayed reaction to re-entering the States? Is it because I hate Meredith most days because of what this place has become? Do I really even hate Meredith? Or is France just so ingrained into me that I would not be happy anywhere else, at least not right now?
Everyone keeps telling me to take it one day at a time. I've been taking it one day at a time for so long and yet one day never makes any difference. With each day that passes, the further I get behind. Inside my head, I KNOW what I need to be doing...at least somewhat. Why can't I do these things? Often when I sit down to try to accomplish something, I send myself into a tizzy. If it were possible for me to self-soothe, don't you think I'd have learned HOW to do so by now? I can't think clearly anymore. My brain is all fuzzy.
Life is spinning out of control and I'm powerless...
Breathe (2am):
"There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to."
Maybe if I blog, it will all come out of me. You see, there's something lurking inside of me, just underneath the surface that is trying to break through, to break free. I don't know if it's something good or bad, but I know that whatever it is, it's wreaking havoc on my life.
I wish I could say that I had the motivation, but it'd be a lie. Not that lying is hard to do; I do it all the time, but only to hide myself. I simply don't have the motivation anymore. I am trapped. I feel suffocated. I can't seem to find the reason why. Is it because I'm not in France anymore? Is this a delayed reaction to re-entering the States? Is it because I hate Meredith most days because of what this place has become? Do I really even hate Meredith? Or is France just so ingrained into me that I would not be happy anywhere else, at least not right now?
Everyone keeps telling me to take it one day at a time. I've been taking it one day at a time for so long and yet one day never makes any difference. With each day that passes, the further I get behind. Inside my head, I KNOW what I need to be doing...at least somewhat. Why can't I do these things? Often when I sit down to try to accomplish something, I send myself into a tizzy. If it were possible for me to self-soothe, don't you think I'd have learned HOW to do so by now? I can't think clearly anymore. My brain is all fuzzy.
Life is spinning out of control and I'm powerless...
Breathe (2am):
"There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to."
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
That kid's got spunk! (and more funnies)
Peeps, I know the Palin disaster is long gone, but damn it, I just can't stop making jabs at that absolutely insane woman!! Having her in politics makes it interesting again because I'm just waiting to see what stupid thing she's gonna say or do next.
McCain DEFINITELY went for the "old conservative Republican men need a pin-up to get it up" factor in the past election. Personally, something about her gives me the heebie jeebies, besides her extremely apparent lack of a brain.
McCain DEFINITELY went for the "old conservative Republican men need a pin-up to get it up" factor in the past election. Personally, something about her gives me the heebie jeebies, besides her extremely apparent lack of a brain.
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