This little guy made my weekend--coming up to say hello during a photo shoot. :) See my flickr for another pic of him in B&W.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
recovering :)
Ah.... smell that? that is... scent! For the first time in a week I can smell! I owe it all to these incredible Vaseline Tissues. Have you ever heard of such ingenuity?? seriously.
I haven't really done anything but watch old episodes of Scrubs and chick flicks this weekend, and it is paying off! I am going to be better. I am.
Interview is wednesday. So excited! I will be healthy, well-dressed, well-slept, and prepared by then. I will.
Now I am watching more Scrubs and getting ready for bed. My mind isn't functional enough to actually make a point, yet, but at least I am not as crazy as Dr. Cox. ha ha oh... Dr. Cox. :)
I haven't really done anything but watch old episodes of Scrubs and chick flicks this weekend, and it is paying off! I am going to be better. I am.
Interview is wednesday. So excited! I will be healthy, well-dressed, well-slept, and prepared by then. I will.
Now I am watching more Scrubs and getting ready for bed. My mind isn't functional enough to actually make a point, yet, but at least I am not as crazy as Dr. Cox. ha ha oh... Dr. Cox. :)
Friday, February 6, 2009
hi!
My back is BURNING right now (can you die from icy hot?), and I am still TOTALLY jazzed up from the concert (Broken Social Scene--Canadian indy, eh?), so I am going to say hi! HI!
Ooh, know what else? I might dance three nights in a row! Kind of insane? Yes. But, totally worth it. At least it will get my mind off of JET-anxiety for a bit. :)
ehhh. For some reason that fact that I haven't touched my camera in 2 weeks and need to furnish an entire paper's worth of photos just come to mind... shoot. :(
Welp. on that stressful note. I am going to go... dance?
yea, dance. 2:40 is ripe for rockin'!
Ooh, know what else? I might dance three nights in a row! Kind of insane? Yes. But, totally worth it. At least it will get my mind off of JET-anxiety for a bit. :)
ehhh. For some reason that fact that I haven't touched my camera in 2 weeks and need to furnish an entire paper's worth of photos just come to mind... shoot. :(
Welp. on that stressful note. I am going to go... dance?
yea, dance. 2:40 is ripe for rockin'!
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Terrifying Telephone
I got a phone call today which stopped my heart.
An unknown number, a friendly message, and instant panic.
The message was from Lynn (sp?) from the JET program. She isn't a frightening person, I have met her two or three times and she is always lovely, but her message couldn't have frightened me more. Nothing to designate the reason for the call, nothing to indicate her intended message, only the words, "call at your earliest convenience. I will be in the office until 6 tonight." BUT WHY???
Suddenly, I knew there had been some mistake. Clearly, she re-examined my application and decided that I never should have passed the paper stage. I am doooooommmmmed.
So I called her back. No answer.
I waited.
I called again. No answer.
I waited. I ran errands. I lost track of time. Shoot! She said before six! So at 5:50 I called again. An answer!
And, just as Suzan (my advisor/life-saver) reassured me when I called her panicked, it was nothing bad at all. Turns out that my appointed interview time is the very first of the session, and so Lynn was calling me to make sure I was okay with that and to let me know what that means. Apparently, all the other interview boards of the day will be in the room during my interview, observing and learning the interview process. Staring at me. Blankly. Yea... not intimidating at all. However, Lynn put a positive spin on things: she will be a friendly face in the room, as will Suzan, and otherwise it would just be me and three strangers. *whew*
So, I am still terribly intimidated about the interview in general, extra intimidated about nine extra faces in the room, but excited to get the interview out of the way as soon as possible so I can wait anxiously for two exruciating months!
Wait a minute... :P
That said, here is my class blog for the week:
What is the best way to overcome the fear of writing?
The best way to overcome writing is, in brief, to write.
To write for fun.
To write without purpose.
To write without editing.
To write about life, and about pain, and about the simple moments of life.
What can I do in the classroom that will help students address their fears/anxieties about writing?
Let them get to it--encourage open, free writing which eliminates the stigmas and to give assignments which foster growth through exploration and freedom. A.k.a. utalize that free write method I keep reading so much about. :-)
An unknown number, a friendly message, and instant panic.
The message was from Lynn (sp?) from the JET program. She isn't a frightening person, I have met her two or three times and she is always lovely, but her message couldn't have frightened me more. Nothing to designate the reason for the call, nothing to indicate her intended message, only the words, "call at your earliest convenience. I will be in the office until 6 tonight." BUT WHY???
Suddenly, I knew there had been some mistake. Clearly, she re-examined my application and decided that I never should have passed the paper stage. I am doooooommmmmed.
So I called her back. No answer.
I waited.
I called again. No answer.
I waited. I ran errands. I lost track of time. Shoot! She said before six! So at 5:50 I called again. An answer!
And, just as Suzan (my advisor/life-saver) reassured me when I called her panicked, it was nothing bad at all. Turns out that my appointed interview time is the very first of the session, and so Lynn was calling me to make sure I was okay with that and to let me know what that means. Apparently, all the other interview boards of the day will be in the room during my interview, observing and learning the interview process. Staring at me. Blankly. Yea... not intimidating at all. However, Lynn put a positive spin on things: she will be a friendly face in the room, as will Suzan, and otherwise it would just be me and three strangers. *whew*
So, I am still terribly intimidated about the interview in general, extra intimidated about nine extra faces in the room, but excited to get the interview out of the way as soon as possible so I can wait anxiously for two exruciating months!
Wait a minute... :P
That said, here is my class blog for the week:
What is the best way to overcome the fear of writing?
The best way to overcome writing is, in brief, to write.
To write for fun.
To write without purpose.
To write without editing.
To write about life, and about pain, and about the simple moments of life.
What can I do in the classroom that will help students address their fears/anxieties about writing?
Let them get to it--encourage open, free writing which eliminates the stigmas and to give assignments which foster growth through exploration and freedom. A.k.a. utalize that free write method I keep reading so much about. :-)
Monday, February 2, 2009
The C word.
I am confused.
Confused by an acquaintance who would bother to "cut me out" when we have exchanged nothing but pleasantries.
Confused by this driving need to be accepted.
Confused by a friend who I care deeply about, who fought for our friendship when I didn't think I could ever look at her again, who I have been through so much with, and who can no longer make time to spend an hour with me.
Confused by how much that hurts.
Confused by this overwhelming wish to start over.
Confused by various completely contradictory desires.
Confused by the very nature of relationships.
Confused by my insensitivity.
Confused by my inability to fall for the One who won't crush me for once, though I see His beauty every day.
Confused by the pain.
Confused by my heart.
Confused by joy.
Confused.
So terribly confused.
Confused by an acquaintance who would bother to "cut me out" when we have exchanged nothing but pleasantries.
Confused by this driving need to be accepted.
Confused by a friend who I care deeply about, who fought for our friendship when I didn't think I could ever look at her again, who I have been through so much with, and who can no longer make time to spend an hour with me.
Confused by how much that hurts.
Confused by this overwhelming wish to start over.
Confused by various completely contradictory desires.
Confused by the very nature of relationships.
Confused by my insensitivity.
Confused by my inability to fall for the One who won't crush me for once, though I see His beauty every day.
Confused by the pain.
Confused by my heart.
Confused by joy.
Confused.
So terribly confused.
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