The Simple Things...

I am done. I have been for a few weeks but it has been rather hectic lately. 

First, I finished all exams. Then, I had a job interview. Then, I had to move out of graduate housing and into my lovely new apartment. 

Once that was done, I had a 40hr work week and am now relaxing. 

Eventful. Fast-paced. 

Yesterday, I spent the entire morning cleaning and organizing followed by an afternoon of food shopping and preparation. I then spent 3hrs watching the 1st season of That 70’s Show. Today, I have managed to finish one book, start and finish a second book, and start a third. Tomorrow, I plan on getting up early, reading, going to see MIB3, clean out the refrigerator, and prepare for another work filled week. 

Brightside: I am heading home for a week on Thursday. Back to good ole Salem. And I cannot wait. 

This is my first weekend off, from school, work, and stress. 

Yesterday (Saturday), I woke up around 7:30am, put some dinner in the crock pot to cook for a few hours, scrubbed the tub, washed the sinks and floors, and vacuumed. I even found time to attend a career fair and talk with the FBI about a job. 

Cant say it was a bad day. The crock pot meal (curry chicken) was delicious. 

Today (Sunday), woke up again around 7:30am, washed dishes, did laundry, started packing, and cleared out some unwanted items. I even managed to do a little sewing and still more relaxing. 

Best weekend in quite some time. Of course the upcoming week will be a disaster but for now…some quiet. 

You hear about people who become inspired by lyrics or beats. 

I’ve always wondered why? Why is it that on rainy days I need a certain sound versus sunny days? or why at certain times I need oldies?

Right now, I have no focus on school work due tomorrow. What did I do to help? I turned off the songs that distracted me and put on…soundtracks. And for some reason I have gotten half of the work done. 

Once I tried to switch back, I found myself here…and on facebook. So I guess the power of music has spoken and I will be stuck in soundtracks for the night. 

Let’s start with, this semester flew by. 

People say it every year, but this one really did. I feel as though it should still be February. No, don’t take what I say as a complaint. That is not what I mean. 

It’s just, this is my last semester, and I have been working non-stop trying to get everything in order, only to look up and realize I have 3 weeks left. 

THREE WEEKS. How is that even possible?

After this week, it will be all downhill (with the exception of stressing over comp scores and finals).

This week, I have a manuscript and presentation due along with a four part written law final and a cross examination exercise. Next week I have a paper due for drug analysis and have to give a presentation. The next week is full of presentations and then I’m done. 

Well, not done, but I will only have a law final (yes a 2nd one) and a take-home final. 

I better get moving on the work. It’s just so difficult to maintain focus. 

my hand-made hanger holder is finally complete! 

Started reading the book simply for the movie, but I must admit I got a little obsessed and read the entire trilogy. Now, all I can say is I want more. This book/movie was fantastic and even though it is written for younger readers it is worth reading. 

Because of course, who doesn’t love a love story!?

Comprehensive Exams: A way to stress you out and cause you extreme anxiety at the end of graduate school. If you dont pass, you dont graduate. No pressure. 

My comps are this weekend. I have been studying only one subject for days now. I’m nervous, and unprepared. I am freaking out. 

I need to turn off my computer and not look at it until Tuesday, but I also need something to take a break on. 

This is going to kill me slowly. 

Well, I need to get plenty of sleep, I work bright and early tomorrow with class all day. This week is flying by, figures. 

I just want this to be over. 

Right now I hate my job. 

I have the most important test that I will probably ever take. It determines whether I graduate with a degree and whether I will be able to work in the field that I have strived for these past few years. This test begins Saturday and ends Monday. 

I asked off for Thursday and Friday so that I could get some last minute cramming in. 

I was scheduled to work 8hrs on each day. They gave me tomorrow off. I dont need tomorrow off. I refuse to go on Thursday or Friday. Refuse. 

I have never been late, never backed out, never told them no. I worked over 12 hrs on Vday, getting there at 4:40am. I’ve shown up sick, tired, stressed. All I ask for are two days. TWO DAYS. And I cant even get that. 

Right now I hate my job. 

The cover of the book mentioned in the previous post

You always hear the saying “never judge a book by its cover” but honestly, who follows it?

I walk into a bookstore (never actually looking) and walk out with at least three books. All of which were picked up because they caught my eye. I will always walk past the books with the plain cover unless the title is catchy. But as a rule of thumb if the title is good so is the cover.

I came across a book the other day on my weekly browse of books that not only forced my to pick it up but also forced me to open it. The first page of said book is what made me walk out with it.

It said: “…perhaps there is some secret sort of homing instinct in books that brings them to their perfect readers”

If that doesn’t make you want to curl up in a chair with a cup of tea to read, I don’t know what does (or if I want to know you).

Safe to say Im already half-way done and wanting more. And I just found out it will become a (much beloved) movie within the next year. It also makes me wish I had a pen-pal to write to…maybe some day.