I’ve never, ever decorated my home before. My parents used to have a plastic tree, but they put it in storage before I was born. This makes sense since, well, they’re from China, but as I’ve grown older, I’ve yearned to decorate, in addition to the traditional dinner or trip.
This year, my wishes finally came true.
$6 shrub, $3 garlands, $5 tea candle set: Ross, you made me a happy girl for very cheap. I’m going to finish up my shopping tomorrow at Hirons and will post more photos up then.
Happy holidays, everyone :) (That’s a bagel bite.)
I’ve been a fan of Shirley for years now. She’s a fantastic stylist. Autumn De Wilde needs no introduction as a photographer, and Aaron Ruell is also a phenomenal photographer and member of Giant Artists (so is Shirley).
All in the details! I’m thinking of finally doing a photo shoot during winter break - minus a cool camera, of course :(
The downside to being home is having too much alone time to allow my mind to wander. I’m feeling restless. Unaccomplished. Flabby. I haven’t worked out. I haven’t found an internship. I haven’t felt a connection with a friend. I haven’t done or made anything.
And then I wonder, “Am I happy? What am I doing wrong? Where did my passion go?” I haven’t found anything this fall to really throw myself into, nothing to be obsessed with.
I need to be proud of something again - but what? Fairly reasonable ideas off the top of my head:
- style a photo shoot
- learn to knit
- learn French (attempt #7?)
- make a video parody of “Just A Dream”
- make origami
- cook or bake something other than noodles and cookies
- beat my last 5K time (this was probably the last thing I was proud of, and that happened in mid-October)
With winter break approaching, I have to be careful to not let my laziness worsen. I just read a fantastic article (linked to by triplenerdscore) about being present emotionally, physically, and mentally. Although the article is directed towards men, women can take the same advice. I feel like I’m particularly guilty of being sucked in by the Internet and ignoring what’s going on around me. It’s easy to let life slip past you when your eyeballs are glued to a screen.
This quote refers to not finishing projects:
Dabbling in many things is easy; focusing on one is difficult. But great men of history knew that one of the keys of success was the power of concentration and the ability to hone in on a singular aim and see it through to completion.
My problem, exactly. I’m not going to promise that I’ll finish any of the projects listed above any time soon, but I’m going to make baby steps towards one of them.
I’ve been absent on Tumblr, trying to figure out what the topic of my 700th post was going to be. Luckily, I waited long enough for it to coincide with Thanksgiving, giving me an easy out :)
My list is the same as always (family, friends, etc.), with a few particulars that need to be highlighted:
- The beginning of 2010 was emotional and all over the place, but once June came, my life settled down some. Being with Chris in my first serious relationship has taught me that love is never easy, but is completely worth it. I’m thankful that I can be myself with someone and know that he’s right there with me.
- All of the experience that I gained. The first quarter of junior year has felt like such a breeze, compared to my hellish sophomore year, that I almost forget that sophomore year was earlier THIS YEAR. That meant telecommuting for LiveFyre, writing for Ethos, planning an induction ceremony for NSCS, starting the Quidditch league, hosting a tournament, working on an elections campaign, doing nothing at the LLC Area Desk…a bunch of opportunities that I took on and killed myself over, but hey, they shaped my interests somehow. This quarter, my main focus has been on AHA, and I’m grateful that I’m beginning to narrow down what I want to do with my life.
- I have been very alone and homesick, so I’m thankful for a brief summer vacation that finally felt right after two years. My friends and I may be growing apart, but even though we didn’t talk while we were away, we came back, and it was better than it used to be. My family has also been through much this year, but they continue to support me and make me feel understood more often than annoyed.
- I still haven’t found a place in Eugene where I can really be myself, but I’ve accepted that I have two homes and two Charmaine’s.
(Growing is always something on my mind, as the year winds down, so this list is pretty biased.)
I’m thankful for all the little things, like warm clothes fresh out of the dryer. I’m thankful for the big things, like shelter, financial security, and college. I’m thankful for people, like Chris, Keane, Annie, Shady City, Jennifer, my parents, the scatterings of acquaintances, and random people who make my day, but I never regularly talk to. I’m thankful for technology, like Twitter, Tumblr, Facebook, and my iPhone, without which I wouldn’t have a life.
To celebrate with my brother and mom’s delicious cooking tonight will be the sweetest treat of all. To be with loved ones - isn’t that the dream?
I remembered that there was a vending machine in Allen, but couldn’t stand spending on overpriced unhealthy snacks, if I didn’t have to. I thought home was close. After half an hour of waiting for Chris to finish his project, I gave up and surrendered my money in exchange for some yogurt pretzels. IT GOT STUCK. After smashing the flap repeatedly against the bag, I decided to buy the one behind it to push it out.
Of course, THAT one got stuck too.
After banging the flap again, the first bag fell out, but what to do with the second? I was starting to lose hope in my tiny hands squeezing through. So I looked around and found some leftover newspaper. I folded it up and used it as an extension of my hand to knock the second bag down.
I’m infuriated at the vending machine ($2.50 for 4oz.?!), but kind of proud of my handiness. At least my stomach is slowly filling up, and I can stop being so cranky.
“When I was younger, I used to worry that I had nothing to say. But now I know it’s actually about having something to learn. I’m constantly, and probably will be for ever, trying to catch up with the clever people around me.”—Joe Wright (via saysjessie)
One of the biggest pains in the behind of planning a get-together is communication. People ignore Facebook messages and e-mails, only really responding if you call them - but how many people can you call at once? I usually end up resorting to calling the most reliable person in my group, deciding what to do, and then splitting the task of calling everyone else about the details. It’s annoying. Group texts are also useless because the sender is the only one who sees the replies.
Now with GroupMe, you can basically have a chatroom in your phone. Text a group of select people, anyone can respond, and everyone can see the thread. You can share photos. You can even conference call using the same number assigned to your group.
I’ve added Groups for family, college friends, nyc friends, hometown friends, and work friends. I’ll add a group for our party tonight and ditch it tomorrow. Every plancast, foursquare check-in, local tweet, facebook place, google place, and small business should have a GroupMe.
Being able to talk with someone instantaneously, whether you know them or not, made chatrooms humongously popular in the ‘90-’00s. Although chatrooms have been left behind by Google and Facebook - the primary instant messaging platforms today - the appeal is still there. We meet random people and talk to them over Tumblr all the time. Take that same format offline, keep out spammers, and you have an opportunity for interaction between people and a location.
As the credits rolled, I remained in my seat, confused as to whether or not I had enjoyed the past two-and-a-half hours, while everyone around me spilled out gushing about their favorite scenes. I loved the sweeping, dark cinematography, the fitting costumes (especially the printed button-downs paired with vests for the Weasley boys at the wedding), and the on-pitch acting (except for Ron’s Deluminator speech). However, I was left wanting so much more. Splitting the film adaptations into two parts just makes it painstakingly obvious how SLOW the first half of the book is.
It felt like a thriller, and that was great. Every scene was done well. No doubt about it. But as Ryan and Chris put it, it was half of a movie. If I wanted a cliffhanger, I’d watch television. I’d rather have part 1 and then part 2 come out a month or so later (way more logical, but unrealistic).
This was my reaction to Half-Blood Prince too. I needed to watch it a second time to get into it. (Well, my quarrel with that film was more about the absence of BACKGROUND STORY, my favorite part of the novels.) I don’t know. I like Yates’ style, but something is still missing for me.
What do you guys think? I’d like to hear from people who didn’t absolutely die over it because that’s all I’m seeing on Facebook etc.
The scene where they dance to the Nick Cave song! I was mostly just astonished that they used Nick Cave in a Harry Potter movie and didn't come up with some Wizard music. Harry himself isn't actually that hip, although he did wear a few flannel shirts.
I’m not hipster enough to know who that is! The name sounds familiar, but I had no idea what the song was. Maybe Hermione found some Muggle radio station that would provide more comfort than a random wizarding band. He wasn’t hip, but he was the cutest dancer! :P