Wednesday, November 28, 2012
I was for certain 'feeling weird on a Monday night'.
I finally finished my research paper on Colony Collapse Disorder that was due at 11:59 on Monday.
Hectic and repetitive but still melodic and enjoyable.
I AM VERY PROMPT.
(this doubles as: I am very good at procrastinating)
After three straight days of research and writing, I am more than ready to head home tonight and spend some quality time with my family and recharge. Also to, shamelessly, catch up on school work. It's inescapable. I am very excited to be going to see Motel Mattress on Saturday night in Worcester, though. I deeply miss experiencing live music and I need it! Yeah, seriously- to the point of necessity. I'm deprived.
If life is a 'musical thing', as Alan Watts once said, then I think right now, the verse in my life song would sound a lot like this:
Hectic and repetitive but still melodic and enjoyable.
Monday, November 19, 2012
deeply relatable
Friday, November 16, 2012
Last weekend I was drowning in Blake...
[[paper entitled: William Blake's 'London' as a Microcosm of the Human Experience]]
now this weekend I will be enthralled with Honey Bee's!
Colony Collapse Disorder, specifically.
How COMPLETELY and UTTERLY different these subjects are.
I'm very pleased with the topics I have chosen though, I must say.
It's the BUZZy time of the semester,
yanno?
Monday, November 12, 2012
The mind slows down, consistency of molasses, honey darling. I feel clear but there is fog pervading the peripherals of my minds eye. To be forced to compose intellectually relevant thought at 2:43am is unlikely, but it's dribbling out of me none-the-less. Intellectual drool. Drone on, college student robot. Four more pages to go. William Blake baffles and awes. Procrastination should be my middle name, but alas, it is still Kristen. It's funny how you can become addicted to sound, a certain melody, that you just can't get over, no matter how many times you repeat it inside your eardrums. It's just that mind-boggling and beautiful that it touches your soul, to the point where you want to feel that sensation again and again. Genesis by Grimes is that experience for me lately. It's that celestial droning, heavenly female ambiance. Her voice sends me to a different dimension; hello there, Cosmos. The initial feeling dampens after about fifty plays, but yet you continually press play, just one more time.. (repeat). I think after awhile you just long for that initial euphoria you experience when you hear a song you absolutely and utterly love. Fish are so tranquil. All they do is float around and just be. No fishy worries, no fishy obligations, no fishy finances. To just forget everything. What a life. I want to be a fish right now, instead of a 23 year old girl who waits until the last minute to write papers. I should probably find my motivation. I've lost it.
Can you think of another thing I've lost?
(Hint: it isn't my fish.)
Can you think of another thing I've lost?
(Hint: it isn't my fish.)
Thursday, November 8, 2012
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