currently listening to: "crane wife 1 & 2" - the decemberists
i didn't realize that 2007 is next week. i swear i've lost track of all days, weeks, and time altogether. i missed my scheduled annual christmas entry where i complain about how much i can't stand christmas songs and i missed my chance to talk all about the nonexistent glitz and glam of christmas shopping. this is what i get for coming and going from the blog world. honestly though, i do miss blogging. sometimes though, i think i should carry a notepad of some sort for all those random thoughts and anecdotes for the day. entries are far and few because i am suffering from a drought of personal thoughts and social commentary. 'tis a real tragedy.
twenty-one, and i still haven't learned to improve on life-skills at all. i seem to have a problem with staring. what's worse is when people point this out and tell me i am staring at someone/something. i grew up being told that staring is impolite and so is pointing with your fingers. and yet here i am, still staring and occasionally pointing fingers. i also still slouch slightly and swing my arms when i'm walking. i never know what to do with my hands so i usually hold onto my bag but other times i may accidently slip into the arm swinging. apparently, this is not a good thing says the mother.
let me give you a run down of what has happened in this last month of the year:
i cut myself with an exacto knife in my attempt to zip through assembling my projects in record time. luckily there was no blood on my projects, and that's all that really matters. that, and the fact i am stitch-less with five complete fingers on both hands. alas, there goes my future in hand modeling. moral of the story: do not rush through projects when a knife is in hand. and if such dangerous tragedies do occur, try not to get any blood on the projects.
i got called into jury duty last week on the same day as my portfolio review. that day proved another reason as to how much of an awesome boyfriend sameeran really is. he woke up at 5AM for me to help drop off my projects in the early morning for my review. now that is l-o-v-e.
i have been eating nonstop since last week. they say that the average american gains 5-7 lbs during the holidays. i won't deny this fact because i'm on my way to whale-hood thanks to the buffets my family and i hit up in vegas. every buffet seemed to have gelato. i swear i felt like i died and had gone to heaven. we also watched one of those cirque du soleil shows at the bellagio hotel. it was.. um, interesting to say the least. simply put, it was filled with acrobatic flips and twists, and a whole lot of music reminscent of songs possibly sung by enya, or better yet from the cd, moods.
we were 10 feet below the ceiling, way up high on the 4th balcony floor. not exactly worth the price of 100 dollars per person and for someone like me who is dead terrified of heights. perhaps i am just not the type to understand nor enjoy interpretive dance and as an art form. rather, i just see it as a lot of crazy contortionists with some bit rhythm.
yesterday i suffered from food poisoning and threw up. i flew home yesterday too, and the first thing i did was turn on my laptop to check multiple email accounts and read the usual blogs. life is good when you're a lazy ass. man, i love winter break.
