Last fall, I worked. A lot. I was pulling 40 hour weeks for the first time in my life.
You know what I learned?
Being on your feet for 40 hours a week is REALLY tiring.
Basically, I slept between work. Constantly. I didn't have a life and I didn't write. I didn't apply for grad school. I didn't do anything I wanted to do.
Except paid bills. I liked those paychecks.
So I decided I needed to focus. And school was focusing.
I would take a writing class.
While I don't see it as a mistake, I don't think I should have taken a 200 level writing course at my community college.
These kids are amateurs.
So amateur that I only receive really good comments from my professor and one other guy in the class who is taking this as seriously as I am.
Point:
I really miss Bailey being my editor.
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Dating 103: The First Date
Congratulations! You found someone
who you like, you've smitten them, and now you two are going out
together.
First dates are one of the most
nerve-wracking dates you will EVER go on. Really. This is one of the first
times you two will spend together learning about each other. It's
nerve-wracking; you're not 100% sure about the other person's feelings for you
and you're not even sure about your feelings for them.
Because of the nerves you will most
likely feel, you need to make yourself as calm and comfortable as
possible.
Where to go?
If they ask you where you want to go, tell them a restaurant
you'll know you'll like, or an activity you enjoy. Again, you want to be as
comfortable as possible.
What to
wear? I’m going to become repetitive with this. Dress comfortably.
Jeans and t-shirt. A dress you feel and look great in. Don’t overdress, but
also don’t underdress. Don’t wear anything that shows too much skin
(personally. There’s enough time for that). An old friend once told me that you
should only accent ONE good part of your body on the first date. Meaning, wear
a v-neck shirt to show some cleavage OR a short-ish skirt to show off some leg.
Don’t do both. This date is about getting to know each other – NOT trying to
get into each other pants. Theoretically.
What to talk
about? Think about the things that make a person a person. What kind of
music do they like? What kind of movies do they watch? What was the last book
they read? What’s on their TBR list? Where do they work? What did they do at
work today/this week? Ask them about their family, their friends. Ask them about
where they’ve travelled to or where they would like to travel. AVOID hostile
topics like politics and don’t pry if they say they have a bad relationship
with their parents/siblings. Theoretically, the conversation should flow
naturally, but think back to these types of questions if there’s a lull in
conversation.
Just remember
one thing when you go on your first date with someone: you are beautiful. You
are amazing. And the right person will see that. You will click with the right
person. This is why we date, to find the person we click with and enjoy
spending time with.
First dates
normally suck. I’m not kidding. I have had more bad first dates than good first
dates. But every once in a while, you find someone who you can talk to and who
you enjoy spending time with. Just remember that that person is out there, and
that you will survive all the bad dates in the world.
ALSO. THIS IS
THE MOST IMPORTANT: If you don’t actually know the person (blind date/met
online), meet at the place you are having the first date. The getaway car is
extremely important.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Inspiration Woes
I love to write. Really.
I love sitting at my computer and seeing my fingers dance along the keyboard as the words in my head appear on the screen.
Holy crap, that was poetic.
But really, though. It's magical when the ideas and stories you create in your head become real on a page. When you can read it and still see the stories in your head as you first imagined them.
Sometimes, the words don't always fall out as easily as I want.
Inspiration woes.
Normally, when this happens, I try to just carry on. Just keep typing until I see what I want or until I what I want just magically comes out of my head.
Sometimes, I go for a walk.
Actually, that never happens. Who goes for a walk?
Sometimes, I take a shower. That works.
Sometimes, I just don't write.
Sometimes, I tweet.
Or listen to Pandora.
Or play some stupid facebook game.
There is nothing so fulfilling as beating a hard level of Candy Crush Saga.
It's always good to distract yourself. Let the story brew in your head before you sit down to your paper or computer.
I can talk about finding inspiration for hours.
But I really should just write instead.
I love sitting at my computer and seeing my fingers dance along the keyboard as the words in my head appear on the screen.
Holy crap, that was poetic.
But really, though. It's magical when the ideas and stories you create in your head become real on a page. When you can read it and still see the stories in your head as you first imagined them.
Sometimes, the words don't always fall out as easily as I want.
Inspiration woes.
Normally, when this happens, I try to just carry on. Just keep typing until I see what I want or until I what I want just magically comes out of my head.
Sometimes, I go for a walk.
Actually, that never happens. Who goes for a walk?
Sometimes, I take a shower. That works.
Sometimes, I just don't write.
Sometimes, I tweet.
Or listen to Pandora.
Or play some stupid facebook game.
There is nothing so fulfilling as beating a hard level of Candy Crush Saga.
It's always good to distract yourself. Let the story brew in your head before you sit down to your paper or computer.
I can talk about finding inspiration for hours.
But I really should just write instead.
Monday, April 1, 2013
BEDA 2013
Oh hey.
Last week sucked.
But I decided that I was GOING to Blog Everyday in April.
Because.
Thank GOODNESS I decided that. Because the drama in my life has gone from a 2 to an 11* overnight. I honestly never thought this would ever happen.
You get to a point in your life when drama isn't worth it anymore. So you stop it. A lot of drama is self-made. And I did that. I began swallowing my pride and apologizing for my actions or being an adult and talking out my problems instead of bottling them up.
I'm 23 years old. I'm not in high school anymore and I don't want to go back.
Hell, I'm not even in college anymore.
If I don't (try) to grow up now, when will I?
But some drama creeps in no matter what you do.
This is drama I could not have prevented.
But I am swallowing my pride and being a grown up and a good person who respects the people in her life.
The drama has settled.
For now.
So let's try BEDA again. What is it, year four? Year 5? I have never succeeded or done as well as I did that first year. But structure, organization, and some themes are going to help me blog every day.
And my amazing boyfriend, E, knows about and will probably ask me if I blogged. That's always good motivation.
* *giggles to self for an hour*
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