Dear Interwebs,
Here is a quote
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before; she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there."
-Bob Marley
and I got it off some girl's facebook page because I creep on everyone... I'm sorry
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
First Time Living on My Own
Hello Interwebs,
So I am currently trial testing living on my own, without my parental units, with my buddy, without my parents... ah, I see, I've mentioned this already. Well it should be interesting.
Today, after moving all my crap onto my side of the room my roomy & I went grocery shopping. I now feel very deeply for my parents having to buy unprepared food, it is EXPENSIVE! I also do not know how long this food will last us for, so by next week we may ALREADY be out, which would be a major bummer, but I guess this is one of those "live and learn" situations. Yes, build on my character and give me more life experiences just so I can tell my future children, if any, the hardships of being a university student and trying to supply food for oneself. And really I am only paying for groceries, not even rent! Sweet gig? Yes, I know.
Already I can see trouble though, not much studying is getting accomplished, but I will try to correct that by just hanging around the library more often and actually doing homework. Again, we'll see how that goes.
For now, however, I am off to maybe do homework... maybe
So I am currently trial testing living on my own, without my parental units, with my buddy, without my parents... ah, I see, I've mentioned this already. Well it should be interesting.
Today, after moving all my crap onto my side of the room my roomy & I went grocery shopping. I now feel very deeply for my parents having to buy unprepared food, it is EXPENSIVE! I also do not know how long this food will last us for, so by next week we may ALREADY be out, which would be a major bummer, but I guess this is one of those "live and learn" situations. Yes, build on my character and give me more life experiences just so I can tell my future children, if any, the hardships of being a university student and trying to supply food for oneself. And really I am only paying for groceries, not even rent! Sweet gig? Yes, I know.
Already I can see trouble though, not much studying is getting accomplished, but I will try to correct that by just hanging around the library more often and actually doing homework. Again, we'll see how that goes.
For now, however, I am off to maybe do homework... maybe
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Thinking
Good afternoon, Interwebs,
The Fall term has begun and before it had, I felt completely unmotivated to return to school and get on with the beginning of the rest of my life, or whatever. Side note --> I'm finally off the prednisone so my spirits have lifted--
It wasn't until this past week at school where I got excited.
You know how people used to ask you, as a child, what you were going to be when you grew up and you had many answers made up from your dreams and hopes? Well, when you're a kid your answers are adorable, acceptable and potentially possible, but once you finish high school and get yourself into the young adulthood stage of life the question becomes more serious and based on what you know and can do your answers have to fall into the category of reality. Basically what you want to be has to be attainable within your abilities, skill sets, and willingness to work for it.
Up until now I've been indecisive about what I wanted to do. All I knew was that Anthropology interested me enough to jump in to as a major. So for two years I went along with the classes finding out which sub-fields of anthro really peaked my interests. Now that I am in my 3rd year of post-secondary and first attending year at a university, I have the hindsight that it isn't really until at least the 3rd year when you CAN decide what jobs you'll want to take with the major you have chosen. Everything within the first two years is too general to really decide what is going to keep you satisfied career-wise for the rest of your life or part of the rest of your life. In my first two years I figured "meh, anthropology will give me something to do, but in the end what will I do? I don't know." Now, however, I find myself getting more and more excited over the physical and archaeological sub-fields of Anthropology. And when I say excited I mean on the edge of my seat, smiling like a I've just inhaled copious amounts of nitrous oxide and laughing histerically over anthro jokes.
This year I hope to do my best in all my classes and actually study myself silly to the point where I can just snap and say something all anthropologically insightful. After taking the Archaeological Field Assistant Program this past Spring, it helped me actually see how anthropology is applied, so I have gained some experience and am not ONLY getting stuck with armchair anthropology. If I can really kick butt in my studies this year then I hope I can also get into a field school this upcoming Spring.
I have also just realized that I miss the "new" feeling I used to get whenever I moved as I grew up. Side note --> I've moved tons of times to different countries and continents up until the age of 14-- Only after leaving the nomadic lifestyle for a more sedentary one did I miss the constant moving about and always having to learn a new surrounding. This is why I am so excited to apply for field schools and maybe even study abroad? I'm not sure if I could go so far but I am 20 years old now and just feel like I need the independence from my family and the roots I have laid down in British Columbia, I need the "new" feeling again, I need to feel out of place again, I need to be learning like it's the first time again.
Well I suppose I will get there eventually. I finally feel like I can visualize a career in Anthropology, no longer just a thought or a filler in life, but an actual tangible thing that I can achieve and work with for as long as I can.
On that note, I should get back to studying and reading and colour coding my notes.
The Fall term has begun and before it had, I felt completely unmotivated to return to school and get on with the beginning of the rest of my life, or whatever. Side note --> I'm finally off the prednisone so my spirits have lifted--
It wasn't until this past week at school where I got excited.
You know how people used to ask you, as a child, what you were going to be when you grew up and you had many answers made up from your dreams and hopes? Well, when you're a kid your answers are adorable, acceptable and potentially possible, but once you finish high school and get yourself into the young adulthood stage of life the question becomes more serious and based on what you know and can do your answers have to fall into the category of reality. Basically what you want to be has to be attainable within your abilities, skill sets, and willingness to work for it.
Up until now I've been indecisive about what I wanted to do. All I knew was that Anthropology interested me enough to jump in to as a major. So for two years I went along with the classes finding out which sub-fields of anthro really peaked my interests. Now that I am in my 3rd year of post-secondary and first attending year at a university, I have the hindsight that it isn't really until at least the 3rd year when you CAN decide what jobs you'll want to take with the major you have chosen. Everything within the first two years is too general to really decide what is going to keep you satisfied career-wise for the rest of your life or part of the rest of your life. In my first two years I figured "meh, anthropology will give me something to do, but in the end what will I do? I don't know." Now, however, I find myself getting more and more excited over the physical and archaeological sub-fields of Anthropology. And when I say excited I mean on the edge of my seat, smiling like a I've just inhaled copious amounts of nitrous oxide and laughing histerically over anthro jokes.
This year I hope to do my best in all my classes and actually study myself silly to the point where I can just snap and say something all anthropologically insightful. After taking the Archaeological Field Assistant Program this past Spring, it helped me actually see how anthropology is applied, so I have gained some experience and am not ONLY getting stuck with armchair anthropology. If I can really kick butt in my studies this year then I hope I can also get into a field school this upcoming Spring.
I have also just realized that I miss the "new" feeling I used to get whenever I moved as I grew up. Side note --> I've moved tons of times to different countries and continents up until the age of 14-- Only after leaving the nomadic lifestyle for a more sedentary one did I miss the constant moving about and always having to learn a new surrounding. This is why I am so excited to apply for field schools and maybe even study abroad? I'm not sure if I could go so far but I am 20 years old now and just feel like I need the independence from my family and the roots I have laid down in British Columbia, I need the "new" feeling again, I need to feel out of place again, I need to be learning like it's the first time again.
Well I suppose I will get there eventually. I finally feel like I can visualize a career in Anthropology, no longer just a thought or a filler in life, but an actual tangible thing that I can achieve and work with for as long as I can.
On that note, I should get back to studying and reading and colour coding my notes.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Meh
Work, work, work.
Wonderful Walmart
Type, type, type.
Internet Social Life
Think, think, think.
Hermet-Crab Alone Time
In a way I am glad that the summer is dwindling away. I will spend less time getting paid and more time spending hours to think up impactful papers. I will focus less on the dramas of other people's lives and focus more on the dramas within my academic life. This end stretch is all about final relaxation, calming down before I turn up the stress levels, and just having fun.
Wonderful Walmart
Type, type, type.
Internet Social Life
Think, think, think.
Hermet-Crab Alone Time
In a way I am glad that the summer is dwindling away. I will spend less time getting paid and more time spending hours to think up impactful papers. I will focus less on the dramas of other people's lives and focus more on the dramas within my academic life. This end stretch is all about final relaxation, calming down before I turn up the stress levels, and just having fun.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Good-Bye College
Dear Interwebs,
I am now in the throes of exams, wrapping up my last year of college. So far I'm doing a miserable job of studying and finishing up my final paper for a case study in our Forensic Anthropology class.
Anyshwhat, my friend Prime & I got to work our case together and I'm just typing it all out into a report, however, I keep allowing myself distractions just cuz I'm that bad of a procrastinator :(
My flare up is still all flared up but I'm on the mends so I'll be all set for the Archaeological Field Assistant Program starting the first week of May :D SOOOOOO STOKED!
I will definitely miss college and am not really looking forward to going to the university I am going to be attending but what can you do, right? Education... I guess it's necessary to get a real job (I say this sarcastically and when I say real job I mean career not just a job to pay the bills but a career to make me want to get up in the morning rather than want to keep sleeping dreaming of a job that I enjoyed). The college I attended was a good one and I am hoping I have the opportunity to meet a variety of ppl when I do move up to the big house instead of just making friends with people w/in my discipline so I can keep my mind open. But maybe that's just the anthropologist w/in me speaking, dunno, we'll see anyways!
Tata for now,
Ash
I am now in the throes of exams, wrapping up my last year of college. So far I'm doing a miserable job of studying and finishing up my final paper for a case study in our Forensic Anthropology class.
Anyshwhat, my friend Prime & I got to work our case together and I'm just typing it all out into a report, however, I keep allowing myself distractions just cuz I'm that bad of a procrastinator :(
My flare up is still all flared up but I'm on the mends so I'll be all set for the Archaeological Field Assistant Program starting the first week of May :D SOOOOOO STOKED!
I will definitely miss college and am not really looking forward to going to the university I am going to be attending but what can you do, right? Education... I guess it's necessary to get a real job (I say this sarcastically and when I say real job I mean career not just a job to pay the bills but a career to make me want to get up in the morning rather than want to keep sleeping dreaming of a job that I enjoyed). The college I attended was a good one and I am hoping I have the opportunity to meet a variety of ppl when I do move up to the big house instead of just making friends with people w/in my discipline so I can keep my mind open. But maybe that's just the anthropologist w/in me speaking, dunno, we'll see anyways!
Tata for now,
Ash
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Stumbling when I should not be
Good Day Interwebs,
So I stumbled across this website: http://www.escapeintolife.com/artist-watch/kipling-west/
and thought this artist's work was really interesting.
That's really about all I have to say right now because I really do not want to start actually doing work :/ oh me oh my...
So I stumbled across this website: http://www.escapeintolife.com/artist-watch/kipling-west/
and thought this artist's work was really interesting.
That's really about all I have to say right now because I really do not want to start actually doing work :/ oh me oh my...
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Connect the Dots
Dear Interwebs,
So I look in the mirror everyday, I change my clothes everyday, I take a shower everyday, I check my weight every once in a while (basically everyday).
For some reason I never seemed to connect the dots. Over the past year I have gained 15 lbs and have become more curvy or w/e. I have noticed the stretchmarks on my thighs and elsewhere. I have also noticed whenever I've gained weight. I look down at my gut rather often and poke it to see how bouncy it gets and how far my finger sinks into the flab that has developed on my stomach.
So why, until just today, after months of doing this and noticing these things have I actually fully realized that I have gained unhealthy flab weight?
I think it struck me most when I looked down and realized that the depth of my naval was more than before, as in I actually had push the flab out of the way to see the pit of it.
Maybe I only realized this now because I was trying to convince myself that the reason why I have had to up my pant size from a 4 to an 8 in no time at all was because of my medication and because I was becoming more of a woman....
Good heavens, I have let myself go!!!
I am now going to have to measure out how much food I intake because lately all I do is wait till I am starving and then stuff my face full of as much food in as little time as possible and then realize, once it has hit the full capacity of my stomach that "oh... I should have stopped eating 8 moutfulls ago"
Well, now I get to enjoy the painful process of monitoring my food intake and actually putting effort in to running on the dusty treadmill at the bottom of my stairs.
-_-
completely and utterly my fault....
Now.... OFF TO WORK.... or bed.... sounds better
So I look in the mirror everyday, I change my clothes everyday, I take a shower everyday, I check my weight every once in a while (basically everyday).
For some reason I never seemed to connect the dots. Over the past year I have gained 15 lbs and have become more curvy or w/e. I have noticed the stretchmarks on my thighs and elsewhere. I have also noticed whenever I've gained weight. I look down at my gut rather often and poke it to see how bouncy it gets and how far my finger sinks into the flab that has developed on my stomach.
So why, until just today, after months of doing this and noticing these things have I actually fully realized that I have gained unhealthy flab weight?
I think it struck me most when I looked down and realized that the depth of my naval was more than before, as in I actually had push the flab out of the way to see the pit of it.
Maybe I only realized this now because I was trying to convince myself that the reason why I have had to up my pant size from a 4 to an 8 in no time at all was because of my medication and because I was becoming more of a woman....
Good heavens, I have let myself go!!!
I am now going to have to measure out how much food I intake because lately all I do is wait till I am starving and then stuff my face full of as much food in as little time as possible and then realize, once it has hit the full capacity of my stomach that "oh... I should have stopped eating 8 moutfulls ago"
Well, now I get to enjoy the painful process of monitoring my food intake and actually putting effort in to running on the dusty treadmill at the bottom of my stairs.
-_-
completely and utterly my fault....
Now.... OFF TO WORK.... or bed.... sounds better
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