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Monday’s playlist.

26 Nov

Due to the frequent playlist posts by Mackenzie over at whatever gatsby, I have been inspired to have my own playlist post since the only way I’ll be keeping my sanity through the coming weeks of final exams and papers is through music and lots and lots of coffee.

Here’s the specific variety of music I’ll be listening to today to help myself get through the papers I need to tackle over the next week:

  • The Longer I Run by Peter Bradley Adams
  • Restless by Alison Krauss and Union Station
  • Giving Up by Ingrid Michaelson
  • All This Beauty by The Weepies
  • Gypsy by Fleetwood Mac
  • You And Me by Dave Matthews Band
  • Why Georgia by John Mayer
  • Up To The Mountain by Patty Griffin
  • As It Seems by Lily Kershaw
  • Never Say Die by Dixie Chicks
  • Change by Tracy Chapman
  • Lifeline by Ben Harper and the Innocent Criminals

Photo Friday: Missing Ireland.

23 Nov

I’m spending my Friday following Thanksgiving not shopping, but in my house with coffee and The Weepies on Pandora writing a research paper on mysticism and mental illness. Though music by The Weepies does make the process somewhat bearable, I still wish I was somewhere else. But not just anywhere else…..specifically, Ireland.

Cliffs of Moher, Ireland.

Happy birthday to me!

20 Aug

It’s my birthday! I’m officially 20 years old. 🙂 Despite having the first day of fall classes today and having my first day back at work at the campus bookstore, I’ve had a really great birthday. Here are some of the highlights of my day:

  • Getting coffee with my friend Seth before going to my first class. You’ve gotta have coffee to start any day off good, right?
  • Having my co-worker Anne make me a dessert she called “chocolate delight.” It was SO yummy!
  • Going out to eat Indian food with my dad and my best friend Malia. Definitely a successful birthday dinner since Indian food is my favorite.
  • Watching Grey’s Anatomy with Malia. I’ve missed our cuddle time. 🙂 I’m so glad that the semester has started back so we can resume watching movies and tv shows and reading in bed. Ha!
  • And finally, having a perfect and wonderful phone conversation with my best friend Skidmore.
  • And to top it all off, I’m ending the night by curling up in bed with my current read: Dark Places by Gillian Flynn (which is AMAZING so far!)

It’s been such a perfect birthday. 🙂

When in Ireland, pharmacists are as good (or better) than doctors.

21 Jun

To continue with my “When in Ireland” series….on Tueaday right before my flight from the JFK airport to Dublin, I realized that my throat was starting to get sore. The easiest thing would have been to just bypass it and not really make a big deal of it. However, when I woke up this morning, it hurt worse when I swallowed and my throat glands were super swollen. The normal reaction (or the “normal” reaction that entwines my mom and I’s increased cussing since arriving in Ireland) would have been: “Aw shit I’m getting sick!” However, though my throat hurt like crazy when I swallowed, I gave in to the lovely pull of Ireland and drank as much tea as possible (see, normally I’m a coffee person. However, ever since being introduced to Irish tea, I have converted…or at least for the remainder this trip).

Anyway, since I was feeling worse this morning, I had one cup of tea before breakfast, 2 cups of tea at breakfast, and 2 cups at “lunch.” And I say “lunch” because since we had a full breakfast…we didn’t eat lunch until 4pm this afternoon (2 hours ago). The Irish must think our eating times are so weird. However, they just smile and bring us a pot of tea with our meal, even though drinking tea here is more connected to a mid-afternoon tea-time I’m guessing.

Even though our lunch was late in the day, those who served our lunch were super sweet. Since they were so accommodating, we decided to ask their advice on what to do about my sore throat since the pain hadn’t let up from this morning (except for the times when I was drinking tea). A sweet Irish woman suggested we go to a pharmacy. “Don’t go to a doctor. You’ll have to wait an hour and pay 50 Euro to get the same information from a pharmacist that could be free. Truthfully, the information that you get from a pharmacist will be just as good (or better) than what a doctor will tell you.”

Therefore, we turned around and headed back towards Killarney, where we are staying tonight. We ended up seeing a pharmacy before getting to Killarney, which was easily found by the neon green plus sign that flashes just outside each pharmacy. Anyway, after describing my symptoms to the pharmacist, I was given a throat spray and then got some Halls throat lozenges to help with pain as well. Even though the throat spray left an awful taste in my mouth, I “chased” it with a strawberry-flavored throat lozenge and felt the pain ease up in a matter of minutes. Even though my throat still hurts some, I’m just relieved that I now have something to ease the pain. Something is always better than nothing. Plus, now I have made a great discovery to carry with me throughout my time in Ireland: Pharmacists are as good (or better) than doctors!

Write On Despite The Rain.

18 Apr

Asheville has been hit with a crazy amount of rain over the past few days, but it’s been perfect for me. I forgot how much I love walking in the rain. It’s not exactly my favorite when I have to walk to class (especially when I’m in a hurry), but overall, I love it. I love the way everything smells so much greener after it rains, and I love the sound the rain makes as it hits the leaves of the trees that surround campus. Rain has a different feel to it in the mountains. Instead of something to complain about, it’s something to celebrate. It has a kind of calming effect that is truly hard to describe, but sometimes when it rains, I just sit outside and listen to the pure sound of such a simple thing: rain falling from the sky.

These rainy days haven’t been good for my productivity level however. Even though I did get a good bit of work done on a Humanities paper that’s due on Monday, I’d much rather open my window and curl up with a book and some coffee. Or even better: sleep. Adequate amounts of sleep are rare at college campuses this time of year. It’s the time of year for final projects, presentations, papers and the favorite of all, final exams. Even though my final exams officially begin a week from today, there is still so much to be done before I can even think about studying for that Wednesday final exam. Chief among them is the paper that’s due Monday. Therefore, instead of listening to the rain and reading a good book with some hot coffee at my side, I’ll be working on this Humanities paper until it’s done. I’m hoping that I’ll be finished sooner rather than later, but with papers it’s so hard to tell. One day I may be able to crank out a good 3-4 pages of the 7-page paper, while other days I may struggle just to get one paragraph. Alas, this is college, and I must do what I do best: Write On!

In Two Short Weeks…

14 Apr

I’ll be officially done with spring semester of my sophomore year of college! Crazy. Though two weeks doesn’t seem like very long, I’ve got lots to do before then. Next week is my last week of classes, so I’ve got presentations and all sorts of assignments that professors love to give at the very last minute. The following week is finals, which is always full of stress and late night studying. Thankfully, I’ve only got 3 finals, but the kicker is that they are the most important classes to do well in since I’ve had at least one slip up in each one of them. So, it’ll be a busy week of notecard making and coffee drinking, but bring it on!

Also, two weeks from today I’ll be going to see Alison Krauss and Union Station in concert with my mom, and I’m SO excited! I grew up listening to Alison Krauss (since my parents played her music a lot when I was young), so her music has a strong connection with my childhood. But more than that, her voice is simply incredible, and I love it. If you’re unfamiliar with Alison Krauss and Union Station, they are a ’90s band that blends bluegrass with folk music.

Have a listen and let me know what you think.

Living And Breathing For Books.

4 Apr

Last night I watched You’ve Got Mail, a romantic comedy starring Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks that’s actually quite old. Anyway, the movie is about 2 bookshop owners who are essentially at war. One bookstore is small and has been around forever, and the other bookstore is a huge mega bookstore that ends up putting the small, quaint bookstore out of business. Of course, this isn’t all of the story. There’s love too. But I want this post to focus on books.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I’ve dreamed of owning a bookstore one day. The thought of waking up early and walking/driving to a store filled with books….books that wouldn’t be able to “light up” until I came to turn on the lights. A store full of all sorts of books: fiction, nonfiction, local authors, poetry, classics…and not to mention a bargain section. Books for only one dollar….ah, who could not love that? Of course, the bookstore would need to have super comfy chairs. Not the stiff ones, but the kind of chairs that you just seem to sink into. I’d love to have chairs like that littered around, as well as some smaller rooms in the bookstore. Smaller rooms full of all kinds of reading nooks that could fit any kind of reader. Reading nooks with comfy cushions, reading nooks looking out behind the bookstore to see a view of mountains. Just thinking about it makes me want to see it, but not just in my mind.

Then again, I love discovering all kinds of bookstores. Used bookstores…the bookstores packed with so many books that you can almost smell the pages aging as you sit there reading. It’s the fun part about being a lover of books. Enjoying the hunt of finding the perfect place to get a cup of coffee, sink into a comfy chair and lose yourself in the world of words. Nothing sounds more perfect to me. I live and breathe for all the emotions that books evoke within me. And though it is sad when a book ends, the great joy is knowing that there are so so many more to be read.

  • We read to know we are not alone.-CS Lewis
  • It is what you read when you don’t have to that determines what you will be when you can’t help it.-Oscar Wilde
  • Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers.-Charles William Elliot
  • In the case of good books, the point is not to see how many of them you can get through, but rather how many can get through to you.-Mortimer Jerome Adler
  • Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another’s skin, another’s voice, another’s soul.-Joyce Carol Oates
  • You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, or who had ever been alive.-James Baldwin
  • The best moments in reading are when you come across something – a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things – which you had thought special and particular to you. And now, here it is, set down by someone else, a person you have never met, someone even who is long dead. And it is as if a hand has come out, and taken yours.-Alan Bennett
  • For some of us, books are as important as almost anything else on earth. What a miracle it is that out of these small, flat, rigid squares of paper unfolds world after world after world, worlds that sing to you, comfort and quiet or excite you. Books help us understand who we are and how we are to behave. They show us what community and friendship mean; they show us how to live and die.-Anne Lamott

New Artist Discovery: Sunday Lane.

1 Apr

Yesterday I was at The Dripolater (a cool coffee shop in Asheville) with a friend of mine to study, and I started messing around on YouTube during a break looking for new music. I came across the band “Sunday Lane,” and especially the song “Reckless One.” I’m not entirely sure why, but the song really spoke to it. Plus, the lead singer’s vocals are truly beautiful. Have a listen if you wish. 🙂

The Paperclip Award!

12 Mar

Another award, oh goodie! Thanks to Laura of Cheesecake Summer for giving me the opportunity to accept this award. Laura’s pretty awesome, so all of you should check out her blog!

1. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?

A writer. And though I’ve gone back and forth from then until now, I know I still want to be one. Though I also want to be a counselor, it’d be nice to be a counselor and then write on the side. Then I get the best of both worlds!

2. What is your ultimate favorite place to be?

The Blue Ridge Mountains. Even if I leave for just a short time, I am always so excited when I spot the first glimpse of the Blue Ridges. I’ve always been a mountain person instead of a beach person, and having the opportunity to live in the mountains is so incredible!

3. Name one famous person who inspires you. (Just one!!!)

Jodi Picoult. She’s a New York Times bestselling author, and her books have the power to move me. I’m inspired by her ability to evoke so much emotion just by using words. I only hope that one day I can accomplish the same thing.

4. Tea or Coffee?

Coffee ALL THE WAY! I love it so much! I do love sweet tea (since I’ve grown up in the South, and it’s just so good), but if I had to choose, I’d definitely pick coffee. A medium vanilla latte to be exact! YUM!

5. If you could be any other person for 48 hours, who would you be?

My best friend, Skidmore. She’s so amazing, and she also makes designs and all sorts of other creative stuff. She wants to go into the college apparel business once she’s finishes college, and I’d love to be her for 48 hours (but only if it can with all her talents, ha!). Plus, I’d love to be able to truly call myself a Hokie (she goes to Virginia Tech), if only for 2 days!

6. What is your earliest memory?

That’s really hard. I remember spending hours on my bedroom floor reading The Polka Dot Horse. I remember going to daycare and always getting excited for snack time because they brought out these really yummy lemon cookies, and I also remember the days when I’d sit in the dirt for hours in our backyard making mud pies with my Barbie kitchen. I’m not sure how old I was in those instances, but the latter memory is one that I remember pretty vividly.

7. If you could ask anyone in the world, living or dead, anything, who would you ask, and what would you ask them?

I’d ask Jodi Picoult what it was like for her growing up and what the moment was like when she knew she wanted to be a writer.

8. What is the scariest thing you have ever done?

I think my past was probably the scariest, partly because it’s the mindset I’m in since I’ve been working on my book recently. I think it was still the scariest though. I can’t think of a time when I was more scared. I mean, I knew I would be feeling pain, but I could never be sure of when my legs would decide to spasm…and I could never be sure of when they’d stop either. I really can’t even imagine any other experience more terrifyingly painful.

9. What is your favorite book?

Wow. That’s hard. Here are my favorites by my favorite authors: Harvesting The Heart by Jodi Picoult, The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath, Firefly Lane by Kristin Hannah, and The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger. There are definitely many more favorites, but these are just the ones I thought of off the top of my head. If you haven’t read these, I encourage you to add them to your TBR (to be read) list!

10. Briefly explain one of the weirdest dreams you have ever had.

I actually hardly ever remember any of my dreams. The one I remember specifically is the recurring dream I had during the spans of time I was in and out of the hospital. In the dream, I’d wake up during surgery, but I wouldn’t be able to speak. I’d see the doctors straightening my femurs, I’d see lots of blood, and I’d see the places on my legs that would eventually hold the scars that even the worst sunburn can’t cover up.

11. What one song best describes you? (Feel free to post a link to a YouTube vid)

Best describes me? Hmm…I think I’d have to say “Blackbird” by the Beatles. Though it is a sad song, it emphasizes what I’ve dealt with my entire life: learning how to overcome my disability in order to fully be able to accept who I am and the life that I was given. It’s a song of hope and courage that reminds me that I have the ability to overcome all of this, even if it feels impossible sometimes. It’s also the central concept of the book I’m writing. I’m writing a book about my life in order to be able to reach a point of acceptance within myself. However, if it helps future families that are dealing with CP, then that’s great too.

12. Pen or pencil?

Pencil. I make too many mistakes to use a pen.

13. Is 13 an unlucky number or not?
I’m not really a believer in luck actually.

Study Sunday.

26 Feb

Well, today started off with a trip to the Dairy Freeze, my favorite ice cream place that’s near Kayley’s house in Virginia. They have amazing milkshakes! Anyway, after a little more chill time with Kayley, I hit the road for the 4 hour car drive back to Asheville. I’m pretty wiped now, but I’m happy to be back!

Spring Break starts this coming Friday, so this week is consists of quizzes and midterms. Bleh! Thankfully, my midterms aren’t until Thursday and Friday. However, I study best with notecards, so today and tomorrow and part of Tuesday will be spent making tons of notecards since I want to do well on my midterms. Though it’ll take a while, it’s a relief to know the best way for me to study.

My ideal study spot: coffee shop with notes and notecards, plus my computer and headphones so that I can listen to my Itunes. The library is a close second, but sometimes it’s a little too quiet. I also love drinking coffee and snacking while I study (if only it wasn’t already 6:15 or I would make some).

Anyway, sorry for the short post but I’ve got to go start making these notecards before I get too sleepy!

What’s your ideal study spot?/What’s your favorite study method?