Practically imperfect in every way. Start with a lot of silliness. Mix in some insecurities and a handful of awkwardness. Add a pound of naivety, innocence, and child-like wonderings. Blend well. Half-bake and top off with a sprinkle of imagination and dollop of dreams. It’s the recipe for me!
(more...)"Moral of the story: Do not look at the gap. The gap is the mind-killer. Remember how Wile E. Coyote never fell down until he saw the chasm? It’s just like that." --Taylor "Tei" Lindstrom, Rogue Ink
"I think we have come to find out that the Education system, run by Liberal Hippies that really couldn't find any other job that allowed them so much time off, the ability to do drugs, and to spout their rhetoric is alive and well. It is teaching out kids things like 'Abortion is Good,' 'Government is Bad.' We have educators that, for the most part, don't teach to the subject, they teach to their beliefs. It is really sad, and even sadder when you see highly intelligent children buying into it." --Kelli
Jacob: "I need to operate on my frog, but first he needs some amnesia."
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When it comes to attendance, my entire college career has been the same. I will either have perfect attendance for the entire semester, or I will miss so many days, I jeopardize my grades. This semester has been the latter.
It started with a Wednesday I took off from my ceramics class a few weeks ago to prepare for my two art history exams the next day. I would call this studying, but the little memorization tricks I use to do well on an exam hardly qualify as studying. My professor was completely understanding and even supportive of my decision, though I feel a little guilty for taking advantage of her generosity.
Last week, I wasn’t feeling very well, so I missed Tuesday, Wednesday, and half of Thursday. I’m good at making myself physically ill when the real problem is something more mental. Basically, when I feel like a total failure and feel like quitting life, my body takes on all kinds of cold-like symptoms. Yes, I’ve had a mentally unstable moment or two during this lifetime, but then, who hasn’t? Anyway, I ended up missing a few more days. I’m very behind in ceramics, but like always, my prof is very understanding. I missed two drawing classes, but surprisingly, it didn’t put me behind at all. What I really hated missing was my art history lectures. Missing lectures means I have to open my art history book. And probably read it. But that’s what I get for having a three day pity party.
Then came Sunday. Jacob had been complaining of a sour throat and running a low-grade fever off and on all day on Saturday. I woke up with the worst sore throat of my life that night. A not-so-quick trip to urgent care the next morning confirmed my suspicions. Jacob and I had strep throat. We were told we could not return to school until at least 48 hours after starting our medication. Jacob missed his Halloween party at school, and wasn’t able to go trick-or-treating. I missed ceramics class yet AGAIN, my drawing class AGAIN, and art history AGAIN. I was supposed to take my midterm exam in my art history class on Tuesday.
SEVEN MORE WEEKS.
Good luck making it through. I know exactly what you’re talking about.
It’s the spark of an idea that hits me unexpectedly. It’s the silly wonderings I have after a whirlwind of thoughts. It’s about creativity, inspiration, and imagination. But sometimes, it’s just about eating noodles.
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