This link was posted on a blog sponsored by my college and after reading through it, I had to share it with you guys. I feel like this applies to more than just “us college students.”
Apparently someone actually liked reading my thoughts enough to nominate me for the “Very Inspiring Blogger Award”! Thanks Steve!
The rules for accepting said award are as follows:
•Post the award on your blog (check)
•Thank your nominator because they’re awesome (check)
•List 7 facts about yourself (almost check!)
•Nominate 15 other blogs for their awesomeness
•Post the rules so people know them (check)
Since I’m such a rule-follower — call it a trait of the firstborns or some characteristic of my INTJ-ness — I shall proceed to Rule #3: list 7 facts about yourself.
1) I shamelessly own a sweatshirt with the periodic table on it and my sweet boyfriend bought me book on the history of the elements for Christmas which I read all the way through in utter bliss. Twice. I enjoy reading case studies for my biology class and I color code my notes for my organic chemistry class. I’m also thrilled that I get to take both microbiology and genetics next semester. Basically I’m one of the biggest nerds you ever did meet.
2) I’ve been accepted to present research about literary criticisms at the 23rd Annual Clement S. Stacy Memorial Undergraduate Research Conference. I will be focusing on Literary Darwinism, gender studies, and archetypal criticism and how they pertain to The Count of Monte Cristo. If I’m lucky, my paper will be published afterwards — making me a VERY PROUD published author before the age of 20.
3) I’ve never had my wisdom teeth taken out…which may be why I’m so nerdy. Is that a thing?
4) I had a pen pal in New Zealand for a little while before we simply fell out of touch. Two bloggers, two university students, two people who just haven’t gotten back together since. It sounds like some weird love story…it’s not!
5)I’ve contemplated starting my own fashion blog as well but since I hate taking pictures of myself, I haven’t gotten around to it. Also, I lack a camera, time, and a location to begin a fashion blog. I’m seriously considering it after I graduate. It’s something I’ve always been interested in and I’ve followed several fashion blogs long before I typed one letter on this tiny place.
6) I used to have a severe fear of needles (and I do mean severe. Like to the point of passing out at the sight of one). I’m working on getting over it by forcing myself to watch injections in movies and also using an inch long syringe in my organic chemistry lab. So basically, I’m one of those weird people who forces themselves to do something that they hate. I also force myself to eat food that I don’t like so that I get used to it and I eventually can eat it without gagging. It worked with raw tomatoes…judge me.
7) This is the seventh and final fact so it better be something special…
I have a circular scar on my right thigh from an infected spider bite in high school. It looks as if I was shot with a BB gun. In actuality, I was bit during soccer practice and I continued to play for a few weeks until there was a massive boil — so massive that it radiated heat that could be felt through my jeans and the lump was noticeable through my pants. I got it lanced (so much pus!!) and played soccer a week later with a slightly open wound that dangled an inch of gauze…isn’t that a lovely story?
With all that being said, I will conclude this post with one final thought: I realize that I haven’t posted my own nominees. Note that the title says “Part 1.” This implies that there will be a Part 2. And there will be. I shall convene with you shortly with my choice(s).
Thus ends my acceptance speech.
I just thought this was pretty. I want to give her a hug. And she’s not a bad writer, to boot.
BY JENNA FLETCHER
At the sports bar, the game blaring on the big screen, the bartender will come to know you for your pendulum-shift split personality—either laughing too hard or on the verge of tears. It is spring. This is how you’ll spend your Sundays. Your Tuesdays. Your whateversdays. Anything as a distraction.
The volume of this compresses everything. Beer glasses clinking, an announcer explains something about stats that you don’t understand, a player gets fouled and a man seated at a table in the corner yells “F*CK YOU!” towards the ref on tv, his arms raised angry.
Make an ill-advised date with a stranger at a bar that houses the same name as the holiday and get stood up. Laugh about it, feeling stronger this time. You’re a muscle you can’t name, bigger than all of this grief. You make a detour, buy flowers for your best friend. Spend the night watching Thelma and Louise in her living room thinking about how that car careening off into the canyon? It feels a lot like you.
On a plane to god-knows-where, the next place you can ghost yourself into something that feels big, you find yourself wringing your hands in the eerie stillness. Confused at how fast the landscape passes and how you’d hardly be able to notice this acceleration with eyes closed.
You play the record, test yourself. Look an old photo in the eye. Rewrite old meaning. Let a hand wander on your thigh under the table and feel drunk off the power of the temporary. The power of no, of yes.
It’s a pop song on the radio you keep repeating, a Thursday night where you can’t stop crying into J’s shoulder, the fire and the refusal. All the bridges will look different, maybe it’s a new green or maybe it’s the size—you’ll swear they once were a hell of a lot more looming. The music is up loud, some basement you’re testing your wits in, and the guy on the PA grasps your hand so tight you remember what it feels like to be in your own body again. It’s sweat and it’s tears and it’s barred teeth, spent breath.
You are a short skirt, combat boots, a handful of peonies you bought for yourself. You are a tight fist. You are messy and compelling.
This is how you cope.
My professor wrote this article that I find fascinating. Your thoughts?
Considering this is exactly what I was writing about the other day, I couldn’t resist posting this link so my lovely readers could see it too.
That’s the great and terrible thing about the internet: you realize that everyone else is feeling the same way you are and that nobody else has been able to figure out the solution to the problem. And if all the thousands of people who suffer from said problem can’t fix it, who’s to say that it will ever be solved?
Of course, then who’s to say it won’t ever be solved?
I had to post this as soon as I saw it. More on these ideas later…
This is a first for me but I’m doing a little bit of a link round-up! Basically, it’s all my favorite links that I’ve visited or seen this week.
If you couldn’t already tell by the title of all my posts, I love quotes. Therefore, this was too good to pass up.
I don’t need an excuse to cook and these look divine! Unfortunately, I’m trapped in my dorm room with over a foot of snow outside so they only things I have in my pantry are tomato soup and ramen.
I can’t pass up photos of gorgeous dresses. Check out my Pinterest if you don’t believe me.
Finally, if I could pick any coat for the spring, it would be this one.