Are happy people dumb? - An article my mom sent me today.
So, based on the conclusions I came to in the 5-1o minutes of reading this, I decided to make myself happy before I attempted to (finish) writ(ing) my paper for Psyc Methods...
...which may or may not have resulted in me cooking and watching youtube videos until almost midnight.
It's the new way to procrastinate! Make yourself so happy you can work!
Um. Yeah. Anyways. All that to say... I was watching videos by this Filipino girl on youtube ('cause I just can't get behind my own ethnicity, apparently) and was made absurdly happy by figuring out that Tagalog (the Filipino language) does not have a labiodental fricative (or /f/ sound).
*nerd moment*
I then proceeded to look the phonology of Tagalog up on wikipedia to confirm this monumental discovery, and giggled - yes. giggled.- happily to myself when I saw that I was right.
Which brings me to my conclusion that you can never tell what will make you happy.
Apparently figuring out the phonology of languages I know next to nothing about from listening to their accents in English is one of the things that makes me happy.
Let me just go put on my nerd glasses here, just a minute... B-)
hurray for doing next-to-no schoolwork today and feeling only minimally guilty about it! ('cause I'm happy! xD)
over 'n out!
E.O.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Moments with my Mother
Me: "I want to be appreciated for more than my brain!"
Mom: ... [laughs] Oh, that'd be hilarious. You should write that on your autobiography. A 20-something woman wanting to be appreciated for more than her brain? [laughs again]
Me: Oh yea... I guess most girls would say "body" and not "brain," huh?
Mom: ... [laughs] Oh, that'd be hilarious. You should write that on your autobiography. A 20-something woman wanting to be appreciated for more than her brain? [laughs again]
Me: Oh yea... I guess most girls would say "body" and not "brain," huh?
Saturday, March 26, 2011
ambivalent
I'm alone in my well-lit, warm, dry house and it's pouring buckets- no, scratch that, barrels, and thundering right over my head.
I'm not sure if I'm really cozy or really scared.
:/
I'm not sure if I'm really cozy or really scared.
:/
Friday, March 25, 2011
Of a Friday Evening
An evening of watching Torchwood, skype, and making chocolate chip cookies = very restful.
Better, in my opinion, than going to Dooley's Ball. =)
Also, I love this video:
http://www.youtube.com/user/charlieissocoollike?blend=1&ob=5
aaand this one:
http://www.youtube.com/user/wongfuproductions?blend=1&ob=4
also, this comic is true to (my) life:
http://www.notquitewrong.com/rosscottinc/2009/04/28/the-system-198/
Cheers.
Better, in my opinion, than going to Dooley's Ball. =)
Also, I love this video:
http://www.youtube.com/user/charlieissocoollike?blend=1&ob=5
aaand this one:
http://www.youtube.com/user/wongfuproductions?blend=1&ob=4
also, this comic is true to (my) life:
http://www.notquitewrong.com/rosscottinc/2009/04/28/the-system-198/
Cheers.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Somedays I feel like an adult...
...and then there are the days on which cleaning my room is just as tiring as it was when I was 5.
to Sundays.
to Sundays.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Growing
Two thumbs up for "About a boy" (movie)
Seriously. Wonderful movie.
Also, just like the body, the heart learns reeeeal slow. I had a dance teacher tell me once that if you do the same stretch diligently for several years, you may eventually get an inch or so more (or something like that). It amazed me. The body changes very slowly, she said. It gave me pause, because everything else seems to move so quickly. We have subdivided our time down to the hour, sometimes the minute even.
Another friend of mine tells me that when you go through a really stressful time in your life, your body reacts - your finger and toe nails grow differently (they grow some kind of lines or ridges, apparently), and your hair and skin get paler or something. But the kicker is that even months after your brain is done dealing with the stress, your body hasn't got the message yet.
And I'm realizing that's the way it is with the heart, too. And probably the soul. Someone told me something true about my life the other day, and when she did I realized I've been preparing to learn it for years... and then just now I realized it will take me time to ruminate and assimilate it... it will have to slowly percolate from the middle of my heart to the rest of it, and out through my beliefs into my actions. Eventually, this thing I learned will affect everything, just as the false belief I had before affected everything. But it will take time.
Recently I used the word "coagulate" to describe the moment when something you've been thinking about in stray thoughts now and again suddenly reaches critical mass and comes together in one illuminating swoosh. But then the moment after you're thinking about how amazing this revelation is, when you realize that you've been thinking the bits and pieces of it for weeks, months, maybe even years.
Even when trees grow fast it's not as fast as a high rise is built or a computer is assembled.
Minds and hearts aren't built; they're grown.
Growth is slower than we'd like.
also- there are so many people around me that give me love whenever I'm with them.
When the "out of sight, out of mind" concept applies, does that diminish love? My gut tells me yes... but not enough to discount the love that remains. But how much remains? And for how long?
What is the attrition rate of a love that is out of sight and out of mind? (and by love I mean any kind of affectionate tie... lover, best friend, friend, acquaintance, co-worker...)
What is the attrition rate of a love that is out of sight and out of mind?
Seriously. Wonderful movie.
Also, just like the body, the heart learns reeeeal slow. I had a dance teacher tell me once that if you do the same stretch diligently for several years, you may eventually get an inch or so more (or something like that). It amazed me. The body changes very slowly, she said. It gave me pause, because everything else seems to move so quickly. We have subdivided our time down to the hour, sometimes the minute even.
Another friend of mine tells me that when you go through a really stressful time in your life, your body reacts - your finger and toe nails grow differently (they grow some kind of lines or ridges, apparently), and your hair and skin get paler or something. But the kicker is that even months after your brain is done dealing with the stress, your body hasn't got the message yet.
And I'm realizing that's the way it is with the heart, too. And probably the soul. Someone told me something true about my life the other day, and when she did I realized I've been preparing to learn it for years... and then just now I realized it will take me time to ruminate and assimilate it... it will have to slowly percolate from the middle of my heart to the rest of it, and out through my beliefs into my actions. Eventually, this thing I learned will affect everything, just as the false belief I had before affected everything. But it will take time.
Recently I used the word "coagulate" to describe the moment when something you've been thinking about in stray thoughts now and again suddenly reaches critical mass and comes together in one illuminating swoosh. But then the moment after you're thinking about how amazing this revelation is, when you realize that you've been thinking the bits and pieces of it for weeks, months, maybe even years.
Even when trees grow fast it's not as fast as a high rise is built or a computer is assembled.
Minds and hearts aren't built; they're grown.
Growth is slower than we'd like.
also- there are so many people around me that give me love whenever I'm with them.
When the "out of sight, out of mind" concept applies, does that diminish love? My gut tells me yes... but not enough to discount the love that remains. But how much remains? And for how long?
What is the attrition rate of a love that is out of sight and out of mind? (and by love I mean any kind of affectionate tie... lover, best friend, friend, acquaintance, co-worker...)
What is the attrition rate of a love that is out of sight and out of mind?
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Things that could change
Such as... how my most comfortable topics to discuss are: 1. school/work 2. God 3. other random shit I think "deeply" about for no apparent reason
For instance:
Friend: Why do you like seashells so much?
Me: Because they're beautiful and shiny. And I like the broken ones 'cause even when they're all broken and you can't even tell anymore what they were supposed to look like, they're still beautiful. And it reminds me of God and people, 'cause even when we're broken he polishes us and keeps us beautiful.
Friend: Oh, that's cool. You really thought about that.
Friend (later): You know, you could've just said that you just liked them, and I'd have been like, oh, okay. She likes shells.
*End of sample conversation*
See?
That could change. Mostly what bothers me is my work-centric focus. What do other people talk about?
I am on a mission to find out. So far I've heard:
movies, children's books, partying, relationships, guys, girls, celebrities... (that's all I can think of right now).
In other news, aloe juice is really good. It's like kinda grape juice, but better 'cause it has squishies in it and a nicer aftertaste.
over 'n out.
E.O.
For instance:
Friend: Why do you like seashells so much?
Me: Because they're beautiful and shiny. And I like the broken ones 'cause even when they're all broken and you can't even tell anymore what they were supposed to look like, they're still beautiful. And it reminds me of God and people, 'cause even when we're broken he polishes us and keeps us beautiful.
Friend: Oh, that's cool. You really thought about that.
Friend (later): You know, you could've just said that you just liked them, and I'd have been like, oh, okay. She likes shells.
*End of sample conversation*
See?
That could change. Mostly what bothers me is my work-centric focus. What do other people talk about?
I am on a mission to find out. So far I've heard:
movies, children's books, partying, relationships, guys, girls, celebrities... (that's all I can think of right now).
In other news, aloe juice is really good. It's like kinda grape juice, but better 'cause it has squishies in it and a nicer aftertaste.
over 'n out.
E.O.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
It smarts
People like to harp a lot on how I'm
smart
thoughtful
introspective
self-aware
a deep thinker
a questioner
etc.
which is all well and good- until that becomes the epicenter of my identity. 'Cause then I grow to a) be stuck up about it and b) hate being smart, 'cause it makes me feel a1) horrible and b1) like a fraud.
So. I am on a mission to figure it out: what else am I?
So far, I've got:
diligent
loyal
determined
dexterous
curious
empathetic (I hope)
attentive
If you took out my smarts, who would I be? The challenge is this: look past the intelligence, into the heart and the everyday behaviors.
smart
thoughtful
introspective
self-aware
a deep thinker
a questioner
etc.
which is all well and good- until that becomes the epicenter of my identity. 'Cause then I grow to a) be stuck up about it and b) hate being smart, 'cause it makes me feel a1) horrible and b1) like a fraud.
So. I am on a mission to figure it out: what else am I?
So far, I've got:
diligent
loyal
determined
dexterous
curious
empathetic (I hope)
attentive
If you took out my smarts, who would I be? The challenge is this: look past the intelligence, into the heart and the everyday behaviors.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Vacation
Vacation is a beautiful thing.
I thought I'd had enough of it today, so I tried to start my reading for last/next week... but I was wrong. About 13 pages in, my mind did that thing where it quits taking stuff in. So I took a nap instead, then had dinner w/my lovely friends, and watched a movie.
Much better use of my time.
Hopefully this won't hurt me come next week. Hopefully the rest I'm getting now will enable me to work as hard as I need to.
be praying. lol.
over 'n out.
E.O.
I thought I'd had enough of it today, so I tried to start my reading for last/next week... but I was wrong. About 13 pages in, my mind did that thing where it quits taking stuff in. So I took a nap instead, then had dinner w/my lovely friends, and watched a movie.
Much better use of my time.
Hopefully this won't hurt me come next week. Hopefully the rest I'm getting now will enable me to work as hard as I need to.
be praying. lol.
over 'n out.
E.O.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Photography
Some things I've noticed about my photography:
1. I generally take pictures of inanimate objects or nature or cool lighting.
2. This happens more often when there isn't someone walking with me to whom I can say "Wow, look at that! It's so pretty!"
3. For this reason, my photos rarely contain people (or if they do, they're not facing me). I don't generally take pictures when I'm around people, because I'd rather enjoy their company than their looks.
4. I am no photo editor. I don't care about editing the final product, and I doubt I ever will. My joy is in "making the camera see what I see" - or in other words, getting the best original shot I can with my dinky little Cannon point-and-shoot. I'm not fancy. I'm not trying to enhance anything; I just want to show off what's already there, right in front of the naked eye.
5. I am okay with this.
My photos are to capture special moments that I can't share with anyone in the moment, and to point out the beauty that I see in the natural world.
Finally.
over 'n out.
E.O.
1. I generally take pictures of inanimate objects or nature or cool lighting.
2. This happens more often when there isn't someone walking with me to whom I can say "Wow, look at that! It's so pretty!"
3. For this reason, my photos rarely contain people (or if they do, they're not facing me). I don't generally take pictures when I'm around people, because I'd rather enjoy their company than their looks.
4. I am no photo editor. I don't care about editing the final product, and I doubt I ever will. My joy is in "making the camera see what I see" - or in other words, getting the best original shot I can with my dinky little Cannon point-and-shoot. I'm not fancy. I'm not trying to enhance anything; I just want to show off what's already there, right in front of the naked eye.
5. I am okay with this.
My photos are to capture special moments that I can't share with anyone in the moment, and to point out the beauty that I see in the natural world.
Finally.
over 'n out.
E.O.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
two worlds
so.
spring break.
i had planned to spend a week with some friends at a beach, chillin', talking, cooking, walking around random places, and taking pictures.
it's looking more like i'll be spending spring break with some friends, at a beach, arranging meetings for the next couple of weeks, catching up on reading for my classes, and doing the background work for a project in my methods class.
it will be a relief not to have this constant stream of more information and tasks i need to complete, to have a week in which i can simply focus on catching up. but... spring break should not be catch up time! spring break should be calm the eff down time.
why do we push ourselves so hard? what is it we intend to accomplish with this perfect imbalance of Things To Get Done and Ability To Rest?
I wish the world were different. I feel like I have two worlds... the real world of things-I-have-to-do-for-school-and-the-future and the real world of things-I-want-to-do-because-they-have-intrinsic-worth-beyond-personal-gain. Why should the two be compartmentalized?!?
over 'n out.
E.O.
spring break.
i had planned to spend a week with some friends at a beach, chillin', talking, cooking, walking around random places, and taking pictures.
it's looking more like i'll be spending spring break with some friends, at a beach, arranging meetings for the next couple of weeks, catching up on reading for my classes, and doing the background work for a project in my methods class.
it will be a relief not to have this constant stream of more information and tasks i need to complete, to have a week in which i can simply focus on catching up. but... spring break should not be catch up time! spring break should be calm the eff down time.
why do we push ourselves so hard? what is it we intend to accomplish with this perfect imbalance of Things To Get Done and Ability To Rest?
I wish the world were different. I feel like I have two worlds... the real world of things-I-have-to-do-for-school-and-the-future and the real world of things-I-want-to-do-because-they-have-intrinsic-worth-beyond-personal-gain. Why should the two be compartmentalized?!?
over 'n out.
E.O.
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