another semester.

whelp, as of monday, another semester of school has started.

back to the grind.

back to school.

back to working at the library. currently sitting at my library desk, place, thing.

not at all wanting to be working at the library right now, but it pays better then the restaurant job so....

c’est la vie.

also, my coffee addiction will sky rocket once again due to schooling, but i’m not complaining about that.

although, i will forwarn anyone: if i see ANYONE AT THIS SCHOOL freaking writing in a library book, i will bite them.

sigh.

i’m a nice person. i swear i am.

also. possibly keep an eye out for a video on my first week of school. :)

award nomination: liebster award

please don't be offended, but i haven't had anything to blog about since the last post i did. wait...that's a lie. i do have one thing for ya'll to see that i will put in a separate post.

so. my friend, Jennifer, was ever so sneaky and found a way to get me to post on this here blog of mine.

she nominated me for a liebster award. what this is, i have no idea. but i'm flattered all the same.

but apparently, there are some rules.

1. post 11 things about yourself. dang.
2. answer the 11 questions given to you.
3. come up with 11 new questions for your nominees to answer
4. choose 11 bloggers with 200 followers or less to nominate
5. let each blogger know about the award
6. thank the person who nominated you, for the nomination.

phew....so much.....

11 facts about myself. this will be...interesting.

1. me coming up with facts about myself is difficult
2. i drink coffee like it's going out of style
3. i adore giraffes with a fiery passion of a thousand burning suns
4. i adore disney movies still, after almost 20 years of watching them.
5. i love reading on pop culture, specifically about celebrities that i fancy
6. i love boybands, but only certain ones.
7. i want to make youtube my career- posting videos and such. you should help with that process by checking out my channel :)
8. i want to travel. and i have plans too. can we say pilgramige? aww yeah.
9. i love music. like way too much,
10. i still secretly want to be a rockstar.
11. you've got mail is the best movie of all freaking time. and it's my very favorite.

jennifer's questions:

1.If you could meet any actor/actress/person from the past who would it be?
Jimmy Stewert, Dean Martin, and Jerry Lewis

2.What 3 words would you use to describe yourself?
ew, umm.....let's see. 1. weird 2. caring 3. funny

3. What did you want to be when you grew up? 
a number of things actually, but the main one was a vet.

4.Do you like coffee or tea better?
COFFEE. COFFEE.  but i'll drink tea. i like both. but coffee always comes before tea.

5. If you had one day all to yourself, how would you spend it?
playing my guitar, drinking coffee, making goofy videos with my best friends.

6. What is the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to you?
there are a couple- that i was beautiful, that my hugs are like bandaids, and that i'm their favorite. haha

7. If you could hop on a plane tomorrow, where would you go?
california or italy.

8. What is your current favorite song? (yep, stole it. :)
oh good freaking lord. there are so many i could choose. um.....kiss you by one direction has been my jam in the past few weeks.

9. How old were you when you learned to read?
whatever age you are when you're in kindergarten

10. Do you play any instruments?
i play the guitar, and i sing. yes vocal voices are instruments.

11. How would you describe your life right now?
hmmmm.........um. i would say i'm just trucking along, walking by faith in God's provision in many areas of life, learning to be content


blogger ladies that i nominate:

i'm being a poop here. i cannot find anyone that fit's the requirement's that hasn't already been nominated. soooooo........you read this, you do it. end of story. :)

being an English Major has it's perks.

in what other field of study can you end every sentence with "metaphorically"?


me: "i thought i was stepping on your foot."
fellow english major friend Adam: "maybe you were metaphorically."


and thus sparks the conversation of metaphorically stepping on one's foot

let's see how much of this crap i have actually retained.

so this is just going to be me using my readers, as a way of studying.......i'm just going to vomit information in this post.

louis armstrong is basically know as the father of jazz. he played the cornet and the trumpet AND he sang.

He was born in New Orleans. He had the chance to join Kings Oliver’s band in Chicago and stayed with them for a while before branching off and doing his own thing.

Some more well known pieces of his- “now you has jazz”, “hot like this”, and one more that i can’t remember

Bix Biderbecke was the white verision of Louis Armstrong. pretty fantastic trumpet player.

Benny Goodman had a great big band band and played a song for some movie called “sing sing sing”

Scott Joplin played the “Maple Leaf Rag”

Django Reinhardt was a phenomenal jazz guitarist. he injured one of his hands, the hand that plays the chords, in a fire and learned to play guitar with only two finger.

Nat King Cole, well…everyone knows who that is, i should hope. He sang and played “Unforgettable” and my personal favorite “When I Grow to Old to Dream”.

“Trading Fours/ Eighths” is when throughout a song, each musician plays a four to eight measure solo. basically taking turns.

“12 bar blues” are what i call “stereotypical blues”. you count through them, going ONE, 2, 3, 4, TWO, 2, 3, 4, ETC” till you get to twelve. the Beatles white Album is an example of this.

Syncopation- when notes are accented right before or right after the actual beat. “accenteing off beats”

and then i have to be able to name song songs just from listening to them, and i have to know theory, which is easy for me because i have taken piano and some sort of music somthing for a REALLY LONG TIME. theory shouldn’t be a problem.

but yeah…this is what i can remember. so maybe i’ll do alright? i hope so.

i hate midterms.

i hate exams in general.

mid terms. how about no? let's ramble instead.

mid terms are upon us. yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.

somebody shoot me now.

 i don't do well with exams. i had my first meltdown of the semester on tuesday. the fact that i started school in august and it's now october and i JUST had a meltdown over school--things are looking up in the my world of emotionalness.

my midterm schedule is as follows: i had a spanish exam today (not exactly a midterm, but an exam all the same.), a music midterm on monday, a midterm AND a paper due on tuesday, and then another exam the next monday or wednesday. i don't even know.

so needless to say, i'm a bit stressed. and yet with all that, i'm taking the time to write a blog post.

priorities people.

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i’m taking a jazz and american pop music class this semester.
thought it would be interesting. BUT NO. it isn’t.
although we listen to music all the time, so that’s not bad.
but i’m not a huge fan of jazz, which is ok because my teacher admitted that jazz is an acquired taste. and he is a DIE HARD jazz fan. like he plays gigs on the weekends. and travels to New York a few times a year so he can listen to jazz. he travels up there  JUST TO LISTEN TO JAZZ.
any ways…while he said jazz is an acquired taste, this is the one song we have listened to that i have fallen in love with.

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is it weird that i just made and entire playlist on youtube that consists of songs i need to know for my jazz midterm?
is it weird that it’s public?

first almost all nighter.

i stayed up till 2 am. working on homework.
mid terms are next week.
i’m proud to say that since school started (Aug 23), i have not had to pull an all nighter of any kind until now (October 10).

i take great pride in that.
i also go my sleeve caught on the door of Starbucks.
i also have no idea……yep. not sure what was going to come out there.
i am so sleepy. like what?
i see a purple unicorn dancing across me work desk right now, that’s how tired i am.

 and 2 am isn't much of an all nighter, but it's the closest i have ever come since starting college minus the anthropology final debacle of spring 2012.

you should go read about that one. it was pretty great, and much more entertaining.

the thoughts that stem from a simple pedicure.

my mother and i went to have a pedicure over the weekend. this was my first experience having a professional pedicure. the young lady that did it was awesome! she was very gentle and my toes turned out lovely.

anyways. some things were flowing through my mind as this gentle Asian girl worked on my feet. she didn't talk much, because her English was poor and anytime she asked me something i would either have to ask her to repeat, or just smile and say "yes. sure."

so in the mean time, instead of conversing, like my mother was trying to do with the person working on her feet, i would read my magazine, and look over to see what she was doing. now. it's not that i didn't trust her. it's that i was not really sure what went on during a pedicure.

speaking of which, did you know that after they lotion up your legs, they smack them? not a painful smack, but more like a pounding. either it's to wake up your legs, or.....i really don't know why they do that. but they do.

and i'm ok with it.

back to what i was originally saying. anytime the pedicurist and i made eye contact, we would smile at each other. i guess that was our own way of conversing. and i'm all about smiles. i think just day to day, people need a smile. but even though i say that, you have to be careful who you smile at just anyone. obviously, some people will be stupid and take it the wrong way.

why do i get so distracted, even in a blog post?

well, i don't know exactly how we got on to this, but the the awkward yet, reassuring "smile conversation" that we had reminded me of the time a spent in china. and that's not just because of the fact that an Asian girl worked on my feet. i think it was the way we communicated with one another through our body language. that's basically what i had to do to communicate with those who knew little or no English at all.

i was talking with my mother about it that evening and got very teared up over the fact that i wanted to return to china. not permanently, unless God shows me otherwise. but it made me remember how i felt when i first got home and started recuperating from the jet lag. and for weeks and months after that. china had taken a piece of my heart.

little did i know that after a year, it would still have part of my heart.
i hope and pray that God allows me to go back someday.

in the mean time, i guess that i should start telling y'all about it. i started shortly after i returned home, but never finished telling the blogger world about it. i suppose a year is a long enough wait, don't you?
in the mean time, here is the first post.


this was quite the long-ish post, now wasn't it? if you stayed a read my entire thoughts and ramble, you are fantastic in my book.