Sunday, September 7, 2014

Day 4: Write Facebook status updates from the year 2017

First of all, I hope I'm not still using Facebook in 2017. If I am, I honest to god don't know what I would be posting, Let's see...I'll be 24, hopefully working a steady job......

I'm sorry, this prompt is really dumb. I can't do this. I saved the above as a draft and spent all day thinking about it. I couldn't come up with anything. I'm going to modify this slightly and instead talk about pictures that I hope are on my FB by then:

-A picture of me holding my Berkeley AND my graduate school diploma
-Pictures of my darling and I in our own place.
-Hopefully I've been to New Year's Eve in Times Square by then, so there should be pictures of that.
-If I'm teaching by then, then there should be a picture of my first classroom in there :3

BUT then again, it's much more likely that Instagram will be more relevant than Facebook in 2017, so these will probably be posted there.

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Day 3: A houseplant is dying. Tell why it needs to live.

I once read this book called Willow Weep For Me, a memoir by an African-American woman afflicted with severe depression. When she discussed her recovery process at the end, she talked about her use of houseplants. She realized that other than herself and her daughter, there were no living things in her home. For whatever reason this mattered to her, and so she began to buy and care for plants. At first they all died, but she continued to replace them until she mastered the art of caring for them. I don't remember exactly what she said she got out of it, but I imagine it was something to do with being surrounded by life rather than lifelessness and feeling responsible for the growth and well-being of something (although I never understood why raising and living with her daughter didn't address this need).

Anyway, that's why a plant should live.

Friday, September 5, 2014

Day 2: The Worst Thanksgiving Dish You've Ever Had

I've never had a terrible Thanksgiving dish, but I have had fairly lackluster ones. My family was terrible at doing the whole "holiday" thing, so most of the time the dishes were half-assed and more for the sake of saying we did something. My mom's signature holiday dish is one she picked up from a hospital meal she had once (yeah, we had hospital food for Thanksgiving dinner). She would shred up a whole bunch of chicken, throw in some canned vegetables, drown it in canned gravy and stick it in the oven. Viola! Dinner is served, you ingrates.
It wasn't bad, just not terrific. It's soupy nature made it possible to dip the usually stiff biscuits in there and stuff. Despite it's mundane nature, my sister and I see it as comfort food. We had our first Thanksgiving dinner alone last year and we made some Hospital Food (as we've officially dubbed the dish). It was underwhelming and left us somewhat dissatisfied. We felt right at home.

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Day 1: Things that happen in a second.

Pressing the snooze button. I don't think there is a greater mistake I so often make than that. I don't just press the snooze button once. Oh no. Today, I pressed it 9 times. I set my alarm for 8 am, and I didn't actually get up until 8:45, with 5 minute snooze intervals in between. If my poor Linguistics major brain calculates that correctly, that's a grand total of 9 snoozes. So really, those 9 seconds of poor decisions cost me 45 minutes of productivity in my day. 45 minutes doesn't seem like too much, but when you think about the 9 seconds I gave in exchange, it seems like a hell of a lot more.
And for what? Honestly, those extra 45 minutes of sleep didn't make an incredibly noticeable difference in the quality of my day or the energy I had throughout. In fact, I still had the audacity to come home and take a two hour nap. So did I really gain anything at all from all this other than 45 minutes of very unsettled and interrupted sleep? Nope. All I accomplished was rushing out the door with barely enough time to talk to the Special Education teacher I had a meeting with, probably with a ton of sleep-goo in my eyes from the lack of time I gave myself to get ready.
I need to master the art of un-gluing myself from the bed.

Have you ever seen a more badass video? <33 Classic and simple.

Thursday, July 31, 2014

If I could choose a friend...

Is it weird that Russell Brand inspired me to do yoga? He has such amazing things to say if you really listen to him. 
"If the answer was McDonalds and Starbucks and blowjobs we'd all be alright. They're on every street corner...well not the blowjobs."

No but for real, he says some deep shit about materialism and and the importance of not being so comparative and finding happiness within the self. 

Friday, July 25, 2014

This Arcade Fire song always breaks my heart. 

But fuck it, I love you even if
I'm going to feel like shit
By the time I get to you
Now the sky is turning blue
The stars, they disappear
One by one with daylight, dear
And yes, you're in my head
But that doesn't make you here
And I've lost all my friends
But you're the one I miss the most
And now I'm almost there
Yeah, I'm almost to the coast
And if I had any notion
Of how to drive my car across the Atlantic Ocean 
I'd be fucking set

I miss my boyfriend :(

Also, someone needs to make a less crappy photo compilation for this song.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Gym Logic

Do want to know how far my brain and body will go to talk me out of going to the gym? Watch:

"If I go to the work out, then I'll get thirsty. If I get thirsty then I'll drink more water than I usually do, and that would be a terrible thing to do because California is in the middle of one of the worst droughts in history. I guess I shouldn't go."

Yes, this was an actual thought I had today. I actually tried to convince myself that me not working out was a sacrifice I was making for the entire state of California.

Now that I've written this down, I am properly ashamed and I am off to the gym. I'll try to take it easy on the water, though.