You know that scene in "Beauty and The Beast" where Lafou and Gaston are in the tavern when suddenly Gaston has a thought and he singsongs "Lately Lafou I've been thinking..." and Lafou replies with "A dangerous pastime"? Yeah well. I feel like Gaston.
Well, I've been thinking and sometimes its not pretty. I have this class called Sex, Love, and Society in Renaissance England taught by a fabulously handsome and young doctorate. Anyways, the class has really made me challenge my beliefs about love and who should partake in it and for what reasons. I've always been the type to not understand why we can't all get along but now I'm also wondering why can't we all just be able to love and be loved, regardless of who it may be that we love. We've been reading these plays and poems where the main characters fall in love with someone of the same gender and the cool thing is that the works all have "happy endings" for the lovers.
Which brings me to my next hypothetical question of why can't things end up like they do in movies or books or plays? If a girl is in love with two men, the conclusion of the movie has her happily with one of them while the other dude realized he's better off with someone else and everyone is happy. But not in real life. In real life, the girl struggles with the decisions and the boys (if conscious of the existence of the other) have to fight for her and the supposed winner gets the girl while the other guy leaves the "scene" feeling belittled and embarrassed. Not to mention hurt.
My rant is over. It is late on a summer school night. I feel better now after that. Thanks (mostly) invisible world.
Ta-ta for now. =]
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
letters and love notes.
So, first of all, I'm sorry for taking so long! AHHH I'm a terrible blogger. Its the last week of classes and this past month has been beyond busy! I've been to two weddings, one of which I was in, taken random road trips to visit friends, and written more papers than I'd care to admit.
I've also rekindled a friendship that was lost about a year ago. I AM SO HAPPY to have this friend back in my life! and I have God to thank for that. =]
I have a fun summer ahead (ha. fun. I mean to say full of classes) and I'm excited for summer to start! I promise I'll write more once this semester ends.
See ya later, blogworld. =]
<3Sarah
Sunday, March 6, 2011
date a girl who reads...
So when I was stumbling on StumbleUpon, I came across this blog post with this little story/piece of wisdom. I liked it, so hopefully you will too.
"Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes."
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes."
[Rosemarie Urquico]
Friday, March 4, 2011
Dove chocolate wisdom
SO! It is almost the start of my spring break! Yippeee! And in waiting for my only class of the day to start, I wanted to share something with my audience...
At my tutoring site yesterday, our mentor gave us Dove chocolate. I just happen to adore those little morsels of goodness. Not only do you get yummy chocolate that literally melts in your mouth, but the wrappers have little tidbits of wisdom on them and I love that! This was mine....
And it is SO TRUE. As always. A good love is wonderful and you want more. A bad love is something you can't stand to have. And I feel like everyone deserves good love. <3
Which leads me to my next topic. Today, according to Facebook, is "a day of peace" and I think that yes it is a great idea to have a day of peace where we all are kind to one another but from my daily life experiences I feel I need to ask why we don't do that every day? Why just one day out of the year? But I'm an idealist and secretly a hippie wannabe so of course I want us all to just get along and love eachother. So as you are going about your day today, remember the day of peace and be kind to each other. Don't have a negative thought or let a negative word come out of your mind. Just Imagine what life could be like?
"You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one..."
~Sarah!
At my tutoring site yesterday, our mentor gave us Dove chocolate. I just happen to adore those little morsels of goodness. Not only do you get yummy chocolate that literally melts in your mouth, but the wrappers have little tidbits of wisdom on them and I love that! This was mine....
Which leads me to my next topic. Today, according to Facebook, is "a day of peace" and I think that yes it is a great idea to have a day of peace where we all are kind to one another but from my daily life experiences I feel I need to ask why we don't do that every day? Why just one day out of the year? But I'm an idealist and secretly a hippie wannabe so of course I want us all to just get along and love eachother. So as you are going about your day today, remember the day of peace and be kind to each other. Don't have a negative thought or let a negative word come out of your mind. Just Imagine what life could be like?
"You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one..."
~Sarah!
Thursday, March 3, 2011
spring sunshine!
Okay so yes I do realize it has been an entire week since I've "blogged" and I do apologize. I've had an insanely busy week with tests and projects and papers. Blah.
My weekend was fabulous, as usual. I spent Friday night with my girls at Outback Steakhouse in Boone for a much needed dinner. We chatted about boys, girls, summer, drama (the typical "girl" stuff). We convinced one of our friends, B, to leave her number with the waiter who was, if I may say so, incredibly handsome. Too bad the convo they had later that weekend was not what anyone expected. Oh well, like I told her, on to the next. haha.
The rest of the weekend was spent in Wilkes with my main-squeeze. We had a great time playing with his dogs and talking walks by the river and having a huge tickle fight that left me bruised on the inside of my arm. haha. It was beautiful weather to spend with a fabulous person. I adore spending time with him whether its walking across campus to Central Dining Hall or watching movies at his house or going out to dinner. (sigh) =]
So this Friday at precisely 12:50pm (when my American Literature class ends) marks the beginning of SPRING BREAK! woooo. Although I'm not traveling or anything, I'm excited just the same to have a week off from doing anything. I plan on sleeping and sleeping and sleeping, oh, and sleeping. I think I'll go to Johnson City, TN with my friend B to visit another girlfriend of ours since she lives there now on Thursday.
On a random note, can I just say that Pandora Radio is like the best invention since, well the radio? I'm listening to my DIsney (Children's) station right now and it just puts me in the best mood. Right now, I hear "Chim chim cher-ee" from Mary Poppins and before this it was the wishing well song from Snow White! I'm such a child. I hope you make your own station(s) and start listening too. Its awesome. =] My other stations are Backstreet Boys station and a Ke$ha station. =P
Well, until next time, which I promise won't be as long as my last absense,
Sarah!
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"Never say goodbye because goodbye means forever and forever means forgetting"- Tinkerbell
My weekend was fabulous, as usual. I spent Friday night with my girls at Outback Steakhouse in Boone for a much needed dinner. We chatted about boys, girls, summer, drama (the typical "girl" stuff). We convinced one of our friends, B, to leave her number with the waiter who was, if I may say so, incredibly handsome. Too bad the convo they had later that weekend was not what anyone expected. Oh well, like I told her, on to the next. haha.
The rest of the weekend was spent in Wilkes with my main-squeeze. We had a great time playing with his dogs and talking walks by the river and having a huge tickle fight that left me bruised on the inside of my arm. haha. It was beautiful weather to spend with a fabulous person. I adore spending time with him whether its walking across campus to Central Dining Hall or watching movies at his house or going out to dinner. (sigh) =]
So this Friday at precisely 12:50pm (when my American Literature class ends) marks the beginning of SPRING BREAK! woooo. Although I'm not traveling or anything, I'm excited just the same to have a week off from doing anything. I plan on sleeping and sleeping and sleeping, oh, and sleeping. I think I'll go to Johnson City, TN with my friend B to visit another girlfriend of ours since she lives there now on Thursday.
On a random note, can I just say that Pandora Radio is like the best invention since, well the radio? I'm listening to my DIsney (Children's) station right now and it just puts me in the best mood. Right now, I hear "Chim chim cher-ee" from Mary Poppins and before this it was the wishing well song from Snow White! I'm such a child. I hope you make your own station(s) and start listening too. Its awesome. =] My other stations are Backstreet Boys station and a Ke$ha station. =P
Well, until next time, which I promise won't be as long as my last absense,
Sarah!
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"Never say goodbye because goodbye means forever and forever means forgetting"- Tinkerbell
Thursday, February 24, 2011
rainy day (non)blues
Today has actually been a pretty darn good day so far despite the rain and my less than perfect health. I'm glad to see the rain although I hate it. Does any one else struggle with finding something to wear on the rainy days other than me? I mean, I had to fight the urge to wear my sweatpants to school today much less find an outfit that actually looks half-decent. I feel the need to dress up on Tuesdays and Thursdays even if its raining because I tutor at a local elementary school for my Educational Psychology class. Its funny to feel like you have to wear something to impress two 7 year old girls but hey, I do.
One hiccup in this morning's getting ready ritual: the hair dryer blew up! Like, really. I turned it on and sparks flew (and not the kind that fly when you kiss someone, either) then the inside of the hair dryer started glowing fire red like it was on fire and became unusually hot. So I had to let my hair dry naturally after deciding that hanging my head over the heater in my room wouldn't work. :P
So I'm getting anxious for March because on the 20th, my cousin and I are going to Greensboro to see our (new) favorite band in concert, Go Radio. pleaseeeeee check them out by clicking here. They're releasing their new album, Lucky Street, on March 1st and I've already pre-ordered the album in a kick-boooooty bundle with a shirt and an autographed poster. (Can ya tell I'm a tad big excited?) My cousin and I have already seen them once and fell in love with them immediately. Well, partly beacuse the lead singer of Go Radio used to be the 2nd lead singer of Mayday Parade.
YAYYYY! How can I be in a bad mood when listening to an iPod playlist full of their songs? I think "The Truth Is" is my favorite followed by "When Dreaming Gets Drastic".
Well, ta-ta for now. Listen to my band...
~See you later, Sarah
One hiccup in this morning's getting ready ritual: the hair dryer blew up! Like, really. I turned it on and sparks flew (and not the kind that fly when you kiss someone, either) then the inside of the hair dryer started glowing fire red like it was on fire and became unusually hot. So I had to let my hair dry naturally after deciding that hanging my head over the heater in my room wouldn't work. :P
So I'm getting anxious for March because on the 20th, my cousin and I are going to Greensboro to see our (new) favorite band in concert, Go Radio. pleaseeeeee check them out by clicking here. They're releasing their new album, Lucky Street, on March 1st and I've already pre-ordered the album in a kick-boooooty bundle with a shirt and an autographed poster. (Can ya tell I'm a tad big excited?) My cousin and I have already seen them once and fell in love with them immediately. Well, partly beacuse the lead singer of Go Radio used to be the 2nd lead singer of Mayday Parade.
Well, ta-ta for now. Listen to my band...
~See you later, Sarah
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Selamat datang!
So those words up there are how you greet someone in Malaysian (according to flickr). I just created an account for a class photography project and I thought it was pretty cool they greeted me with a new language greeting each time I log-in.
This is my first blog...ever...and I'm a little nervous to see how this goes. I've always wanted to start a blog but never got the courage to do so...until now. I'm going to think of this as my diary...a way to let my inner thoughts come through (although, not the super personal ones 'cause, well, that's for me only). :P
I guess I'll start by saying something about myself...I'm 21 (woo) and a student at a slightly popular North Carolina university....okay, who am I kidding? We are way popular! We are notorious in the college football world and even Adam Sandler's movie "The Longest Yard" even talked about us (when we were less developed when it came to football). Anyways, I live in a small town about 40 minutes away from campus and I love it up here in these mountains. I'm pretty country and very rooted in my faith. I'm studying English Education here and I've made some great friends in the process. I'm an only child which of course means I'm extremely close to my parents. I would rather be barefooted than without shoes and I'm a daddy's girl.
Well, I can't think of anything else....so this must be it for now.
Never say good-bye because good-bye means forever...so see ya later. <3
~Sarah
I guess I'll start by saying something about myself...I'm 21 (woo) and a student at a slightly popular North Carolina university....okay, who am I kidding? We are way popular! We are notorious in the college football world and even Adam Sandler's movie "The Longest Yard" even talked about us (when we were less developed when it came to football). Anyways, I live in a small town about 40 minutes away from campus and I love it up here in these mountains. I'm pretty country and very rooted in my faith. I'm studying English Education here and I've made some great friends in the process. I'm an only child which of course means I'm extremely close to my parents. I would rather be barefooted than without shoes and I'm a daddy's girl.
Well, I can't think of anything else....so this must be it for now.
Never say good-bye because good-bye means forever...so see ya later. <3
~Sarah
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