Yesterday, I wrote the rough draft of my first essay for my English class. I printed out two hard copies and stuck them in my folder so I would be prepared for our peer review discussion in class. I was done. I was ready. I was proud of myself. Continue reading “Sorry, I Can't Come in Today. My Brain has the Flu.”
I’m better at social interaction than I would have guessed. Both of my classes are heavy on discussions, speaking, and interaction. This gives me more than a little bit of anxiety (I have chronic social anxiety, for those unaware).
But, you probably wouldn’t have guessed yesterday. Continue reading “School is Going Well”
Can I just rant about college requirements for a moment, please?
When you think of “general education requirements” you probably think of things everyone should know, regardless of what career path they plan to take. Everyone needs to know how to do basic math. Everyone needs to know how to read and write. Everyone should know the events which have happened in our world (history) and how our world works (science). Everyone should have an understanding of economics and politics. And I might even concede that everyone should participate in some kind of self-development.
Also, though I don’t think it is necessarily required to function in the world and workplace, I think it’s a very, very, very good idea that everyone learn a foreign language.
So, why is it that the so-called “general education requirements” for California State University are so damned specific? Continue reading “General Education? Seriously?”
A friend of mine got me started on a thing over on Facebook and now I’m bringing it here because I can. For those of you not in the know, I love food and I love science, so I frickin’ love food science. I’m not good at making nutritionally sound choices (yet!), but I love nutrition.
So, I’m going to talk about one of my favorite weird nutrition facts:
White people like cheese so much because we can eat it.
I’m lying in bed as I write this. I woke up at 10:00 this morning, lay in bed for two hours, then fell back asleep for another two hours. I have a list of things I wanted to get done today written in my planner, but I don’t think that’s happening. Instead, I’m eating popcorn and watching TruTV’s Top Funniest.
I’m mulling over some political questions, like whether hate speech should be protected under the first amendment, and is it really a “peaceful protest” if the point is to promote hate against certain groups (which says nothing for the… you know… death which occurred)?
But, I don’t want to talk about those things, right now. I don’t even really want to be thinking about them, but it’s tough not to.
So, instead, I’m here with distractions, because maybe I’m not the only one thinking about these things and wishing they could just have five minutes where everything doesn’t seem bleak and hopeless.
First, I want to share this amazing Autostraddle article on self care: All the Small Things: 5 Simple Self-Care Methods for Your Daily Routine. It’s amazing and I recommend it to everyone who might need a little more enjoyment in their lives.
Amazon offers a ton of free ebooks for Kindle. Here’s “The Paranormal 13 (13 free books featuring witches, vampires, werewolves, mermaids, psychics, Loki, time travel, and more).” I’m not sure of the quality of stories, but you can’t argue with free. If paranormal isn’t your thing, you can go to whatever your favorite genre is and sort them by price low-to-high. You’ll get tons of free ones right there at the top. [I ordered so many self-help how to talk to people books, guys.]
Here is one of the most comprehensive lists of websites for dealing with anxiety and calming down I’ve ever seen, put together by Tumblr user iammissanna.
And finally, as if Arya and Brienne of Tarth’s swordfight on Game of Thrones (S06E04) couldn’t have been any better, here it is with lightsbaers BECAUSE STAR WARS.
Stay safe and sane out there, kids.
I love you all.
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I’ve been putting off considering this for a long, long time, because just the thought makes me sick to my stomach. But…
My walls are closing in on me. I think I need to get rid of some books.
The horror. Continue reading “The Bibliophile's Nightmare”
So, I was in the car with my mother the other day and she was complaining about how the only time I mention her on my blog is to complain about her. She was, of course, referring to my referring to that time she told me my armpit hair was gross. She would like it to be known that I have called her/things she’s done gross on many occasions and that was the only reason she said my armpit hair was gross. Continue reading “My Mom is Awesome”