I have decided to move.

7 Mar

I’m going to spend the next month or so posting at Blogspot. I’m trying to decide where to land permanently, and I want to look at all my options before I leap.

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1,001 Beautiful things: Day 8

5 Mar

Clean sheets — I always sleep so much better that first night after my sheets are washed. I have no idea why, because I wash my sheets once a week, and I usually shower before bed. It isn’t like I ever allow my sheets to get nasty, but there is something amazing about curling up in warm, freshly laundered sheets that makes me happy.

1,001 Beautiful Things: Day 7

4 Mar

Friday. Friday is a beautiful, beautiful thing. I get to sleep in tomorrow! Friday means that classes are over, and all I have to worry about is getting to bed, and contemplating what I’m going to do tomorrow night. It means that maybe, I will wake up in the morning and not have my nose all messed up! Yay!

Friday. A beautiful thing.

Merging the blogs

4 Mar

I over think everything. I did poorly on a test this term because I changed three answers before I turned in a test — answers that I had gotten right in the first place, but I finished the test way before everyone else did and re-thought everything. I would have had a perfect score if I hadn’t changed it.

I’m panicking over my Georgetown application — thinking of everything I could have, or should have added. I’m fairly certain that I will be rejected, and I’m already devastated — they haven’t even received my application yet.

I had planned to keep my life and my fashion/beauty blogging separate. I was doing that to be more appealing to the reader, more interesting. Honestly? This is who I am. I am not just sky-high stilettos and shockingly bright lipsticks. I am a living, breathing human being.

I panic over school and finances. I wonder if I am attractive or obnoxious, if I annoy the people around me and if I will be successful. I get a cold every now and then, and I get tired. I get frustrated when people cut me off in traffic, and I like my coffee burning hot and my water ice cold.

I am an extremist. This is my life.

Via

1,001 Beautiful Things: Days five and six

3 Mar

I’m attempting to die at the moment, and I fell asleep with my computer last night! I’m drinking lots of tea and overdressing like mad to maintain my usual all-out speed, but I’m soooo ready for the weekend!

#5: Mailing out something of importance. Yesterday I mailed out my transfer application to Georgetown University. I’m at a community college at the moment, and I’m a bit nervous about my chances of being accepted. However, I’m almost relieved that it is out of my hands, although I keep remembering about a billion and a half things I could have/should have added to make it stronger.

It is finished, and now I sit and panic.

#6: Dinosaur egg oatmeal. I don’t like oatmeal, but my siblings love it. I walked out to the kitchen to get coffee this morning, and my sister was heating water. I saw her bowl on the table, and her oatmeal had little speckled eggs on it. I watched her pour the water and stir it in, and then something awesome happened: The eggs hatched into little dinosaur shapes. It was adorable.

These are the things that make life beautiful.

Tuesday Tidbit: Dressing to impress.

1 Mar

I always find it vaguely surprising when people show up in things like ratty sweatpants or pajama pants. I realize that it is a community college, but I try not to leave the house looking too terrible. My fall back outfit is a fitted fleece sweatshirt that I got on sale for about $5, a pair of dark skinny jeans, and a clean walking/running shoes of some kind. Whenever I go out like that, I always try to make sure that my hair looks good, and I am wearing a bit of makeup.

Why?

Because I have met people who I never would have guessed I would meet while out and about. Even if you don’t think that you are going to see anyone, you should prepare for it.

My classmates sometimes disgust me, because they put forth no effort whatsoever. I’m not asking for them to spend a lot of money, but for them to put an effort in. These are the instructors that are going to be giving you a recommendation for the next step. Wearing worn-out spongebob pajama pants and a torn up sweatshirt while playing WoW isn’t going to impress them.

Maybe I take it too seriously, but I recently interviewed for a position at my gym, in an area that I never work out in/go near. The woman interviewing me recognized me, and said that she had seen me a few times before, working out. She said two or three times throughout the course of the interview that I am very regal, and that is what she thought when she saw me working out. I wear Target workout gear. Trust me, I’m not trying to impress.

But I always put my hair in a neat ponytail or braid, and I come in after class, so I have a bit of makeup on. Just enough to say that I realize that I am in public, and in view.

I would much rather be overdressed than underdressed if I have an impromptu meeting.

1,001 Beautiful Things: Day Four

1 Mar

That clean face feeling.

I love makeup — the ritual of it in the morning, going out and feeling like I look good.

I love removing it at the end of the day more.

I am a night person, and I tend to remove my makeup as soon as I get all of my “official” business done — classwork, etc. After my makeup is off, my teeth are brushed, and my moisturizer/lip balm has been applied the night becomes mine. I relax, post here, and read other blogs. It is a huge part of my wind-down time at night, and I miss it on those nights I get lazy.

I curl up in bed, smell the lightly herbal scent of my moisturizer, and smile.

Beautiful.

1,001 Beautiful Things: Day three

28 Feb

Coming home to a pet that is super excited for you to be back! I came home today, and my cat wanted affection. She looked at me, did this cute little purr/meow thing while bobbing her head, and ran into my bedroom. I ended up doing some homework in bed, because she wanted to cuddle under the covers, and I appreciated her need to nuzzle.

Beautiful.

Monday Muse: Hear Me Now?

28 Feb

Best song to listen to while working out and vaguely frustrated:

Hollywood Undead: Hear Me Now.

A lot of their other stuff can be a tad offensive to some, but this is their first big mainstream song that hasn’t been edited to bits. I tossed it into the X and worked off some pent-up annoyance and stress.

Download the song here.

1,001 beautiful things — Day two.

28 Feb

Getting compliments from an older person of the opposite sex.

Today, I spent some time at my grandparent’s house, chatting with one of my grandfather’s oldest friends. He complimented me a few different times, and I found myself accepting them without a whole lot of argument.

I guess it was because there was nothing expected — he is happily married, well into his eighties, and was being nice. He wasn’t hitting on me, and wasn’t expecting me to say something nice in return. He was doing it out of honesty.

Beautiful.