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End of Final First Week

Here I am on Sunday morning. Today I was up bright and early to attend 8:15 Mass.

This weekend hasn’t been a sleeping in kind of weekend, unfortunately. But I suppose it’s a blessing in disguise because I’m getting a lot more accomplished with my homework. I still have a lot more work to do: reading for Psychology and typing up notes, College Algebra equations, catching up on my 20th Century Music readings, and familiarizing my self with a set of Russian songs for Art Song. Not to mention a much overdue French essay on Baudelaire’s portrayal of the female body as seen in his works, « À celle qui est trop gaie, » « Les Bijoux, » and « Les Métamorphoses du Vampire. » I am missing the French word, and it makes me a little forlorn that I’m unable to take a French course this semester. But I’m not sorry that I’m not taking the class offered, “French Existentialism.” Not really my interest… However, I did bring all seven of my Harry Potter books in French! That should be fun to re-read! 🙂

My first (and final!) week back at University has been so busy and exhausting! I think it’s going to be a great semester, class-wise! There isn’t a course I’m not fond of! And I’m a Senior! Hard to believe! I think I’m too young to graduate… My Opera Studio audition went extremely well! I found out I made it (big surprise), and now the heat is on as I wait for the casting results! Wish me luck on getting a good role! 😀

My roommate A is awesome! I think we have great compatibility and will have many fun times! My living situation is much better than my past three years here.

I got a new pair of glasses yesterday! They have black frames and look quite sexy, if I do say for myself. 😉

It’s time for me to get to some homework now. It’ll be an intense session!

Have a great rest of the weekend!

❤ Me

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Moving In Begins

Today was Day One of my moving back to university. It’s so surreal that it’s my senior and final year! This was definitely the most laid-back and low-key moves I’ve done. It really helps that I’m on the first floor of my apartment building too, for carrying purposes. My mom and brother did most of the lifting while I got my key. Unfortunately, my arm has decided to flare up painfully despite the pain meds, so I took it easy. But of course I’m unpacking and organizing everything!

It turns out that I may very well have had an allergic reaction to the Oxycodone I took yesterday. I found out that part of its ingredients is Tylenol which in the past has given me a violent reaction that landed me in the hospital because of spiked liver enzymes. A nurse I talked to at dinner said that someone probably didn’t believe that it was an allergy and gave it to me anyway. That is wrong and potentially dangerous! I had specifically noted to the doctors that I wasn’t to take anything with Tylenol in it. Well, I’ll be reporting it to my doctor on Monday, so they can make note that I shouldn’t be prescribed it in the future.

I went to church after moving in some of my belongings and went to Culver’s with my mom and a group of people who were going to see a production of Bye Bye Birdie. I felt sick after eating, and my arm was still throbbing painfully, so I thought it best for me to head home to take it easy and get some rest. Wouldn’t want to have to get up in the middle of the play and be sick!

So here I am, organizing books and movies and more to bring with me tomorrow in Day Two of Moving (also Final Day). I think I may take a break and settle down with a good book too. I just got Wild Rose by Jennifer Donnelly from the library today along with another. It was just released this month and is due in two weeks, so I better get reading on it. Usually I don’t have much time for reading in the school year, but I want to keep up my streak that I began again this summer. I won’t be pumping them out as quickly, but it’s still expanding my knowledge and vocabulary nonetheless. My goal is to read 50 books this year. I’ve already read 31, so I’m on a good roll. There may have been more read, but I can’t remember them.

I still need to get my College Algebra books from the bookstore. Hopefully it won’t be a problem. I’ll have to get them Monday right before my 11am class.

Have a great night, and good luck to all the college students moving in and getting ready for classes!

P.S. I hope Errol finds the rest of you fellow Pottermore Beta Testers! I know how crazy this is,making you waiting!

❤ Me

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Tears Us Apart

Here’s another poem I wrote; this time it’s from January 2008:

Tears Us Apart

A thousand-mile ocean tears us apart.

Each day, each moment we miss each other

By a quarter of twenty-for hours.

I reach, desperately attempting to grasp

Anything that will carry me to your shores.

But, by some miracle, if I reach the exotic

Foreign home you call your own,

Will the mirage melt away?

A wall of embarrassment, shame, hurt, disappointment

And sadness may crush me?

Dark clouds loom above my consciousness

Planting seeds of doubt.

Questions formed, the answers locked away

With only you in the possession of the keys

To reveal enlightenment:

Is this simply a dream?

Do tangible desires steal away your appetite?

Does the thought of my appearance shifting over time disappoint?

Can faith be deepened?

This heavy burden do you find impossible, improbable, and unbearable?

Your voice but a faint whisper in my mind.

Your embrace a dream I can barely envision.

Lying restless in my well of dreams.

Closed eyes open my thoughts to the possibilities

Of what should come to pass

Should you still care.

~*~

Bear in mind, this was me mooning over someone who doesn’t have a hold on me anymore. I am happily in love with the true love of my life right now. 🙂

❤ Me

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The Coffee Mug Incident

This was my status I posted to Facebook yesterday:

Instead of being productive and packing, I gashed open my forearm deep enough to cut through the epidermis and dermis. So I spent the day in the ER waiting to get stitches instead. J is an awesome brother for driving me and putting up with the 4-hour wait for it all to get done.
How did I cut open my arm, do you ask? On a coffee mug whose handle broke off as I was reaching for one to make tea with. Let the jokes about my perpetual clumsiness commence.

It certainly made for an interesting yet boring day! I had just eaten half of my breakfast and decided to make some tea to help me wake up before I did my biking. So as I was reaching for a mug in the cabinet, my mom’s “Looking Good at 40” mug fell, and somehow the handle broke off into a few pieces. One of them was particularly sharp and pointed. I felt a little sting, and upon looking down at my right forearm noticed a chunk of my skin cut open. It was pretty deep, and I thought to myself, “That looks strange; it’s beginning to gross me out.” It hadn’t started bleeding initially, and the sharp piece of the coffee mug didn’t have any blood on it. I showed it to my brother, a bit dazed. Then the profuse bleeding commenced. I ran over to the sink to let it drip in there as well as rinse it a little.

I’m really proud of my little brother. He took charge and remained calm, calling our mom and wrapping my arm in gauze to quell the bleeding. Then we drove to the hospital for stitches. I grabbed the other half of my peanut butter English Muffin breakfast and a water bottle to finish in the car.

Once we got there, it was a very long wait to first be seen, then answer questions, go into a room to wait for a doctor, and finally have the stitches put in. I watched Ghost Hunters to pass the time. When the doctor came in, she numbed my arm (thank goodness!) and sewed me up with 5 stitches. I had cut through my Epidermis (top) layer of skin and into the Dermis (second-highest level) layer. Eep! All in all, it could have been much worse. But it was still gross. I’m not a big fan of blood and seeing underneath my skin.

At least there were only five...

Today was not much better. I woke up at 4am in pain, so I staggered up to take some pain medication they prescribed for me. The rest of the day was spent being in a constant terrible headache. A cool thing that happened today was that I had an annual eye-exam and got a new pair of glasses and contacts! They look very chic, but you’ll have to wait to see pictures, as they’ll take several business days to become available. A not so cool thing involved me feeling nauseous and finally letting it all out… All the food I’d eaten today which was not much. You probably don’t want to hear more about that, so I will spare you the gruesome details.

I chilled with my mom and watched some more of LOST, Season One. It’s my fourth time watching it, but I still love it! We only have one more episode left in the season, and I thoroughly have my mom hooked.

Tomorrow will be a get-down-to-business day for me. I really need to pack! After all, I move in this Saturday! It’s so surreal that it’s my last year at University!

And now, dear friends, I am exhausted and still feeling terrible. I do believe it is bedtime for me. May watch a little more of Netflix beforehand.

Good night!

❤ Me

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At 1:32a.m., I finally received my Pottermore Welcome Email saying how I now had access to the site! And so of course I stayed up pretty late exploring until I just absolutely had to go to sleep out of sheer exhaustion and a headache! I don’t want to give spoilers that will frustrate the people still waiting to get in, but it’s truly amazing! I love it! For the true Harry Potter fans, it’s exquisite! The artwork and the exclusive notes from JK Rowling concerning never before released content on the world of Harry Potter are fantastic!

You answer questions made by Rowling herself and are matched with a particular wand! And it’s not just random; she posts information behind the types of wood, flexibility, and item from magical creature that make this particular wand special! It’s amazing how it fits your personality as well!

I was officially sorted into Hufflepuff House. Where they are just and loyal, those patient Hufflepuffs are true and unafraid of toil. Back in the day, I was a die-hard Ravenclaw fan and was convinced I belonged there. But as time went on I just had a feeling that Hufflepuff was the right House for me. And after reading JK Rowling’s exclusive thoughts on what makes a Hufflepuff I can say I’m extremely proud and unashamed to be one!

And just so you people know, Hufflepuff is NOT just the place where everyone leftover goes and is NOT just a whole bunch of softies that aren’t cunning, ambitious, or brave enough! We are admirable!

There is just so much to explore! When I woke up this morning and tried to get on, there was a support message saying, “Sorry, Pottermore is currently unavailable. We are making routine updates to our website and we expect to be up and running again very soon. Please come back later and try again.” Of course this happens. They’re probably expanding the site for more users. Hopefully. I want to get back to it! I’m so glad I got access before classes began! That way I can get marathons out of my system. I will have to practice restraint when I go back to university so it doesn’t detract from my classwork and practicing!

And now for another poem written for me by A back in 2007:

Love So Alike

I know more about you, as you know

Of me, as we are one of the same.

You cannot laugh or lie, dance, or cry without

Me knowing for tonight you are mine again

What mockery can I make of your dreams?

I watch you, fast asleep. All your hopes

And fears are pressed to my chest,

Your sanctuary is my kingdom

You and I, in this new land.

And what’s left of me runs free in your cage,

A cage without touch or taste, or smell

Only feeling lies here, washed with memory

And for tonight, they are yours and mine alone.

You unveil for me a promise left hanging

Aloft in the now lonely skies. The babe

Lets down its guard to reach, naked,

To that fading vessel as it drifts heaven bound.

Left falling on vacant arms above

In the stricken skies; left vulnerable in a starless horizon.

I do believe in all these things you see,

I know, that you do not.

Can you not comprehend the essence of this tangible spectre?
Or is it just another vague ambition, cut short

And discarded as the first slice of bread is left to turn stale.

This love so alike, drawn from neither intent nor devotion, forceful nor free.

Made through bondage of our great two worlds.

Gleaming north, declining south

A flight of words soars west to that which could be,

And yet only I, can hear.

So I leave you, until the dusk breaking upon that foreign plain to me,

Waiting to embezzle on that which you bring me,

I and you alone.

~ A. M.

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Final Days of Summer 2011

And so it begins… My last Monday of the Summer… It’s pretty daunting, actually.

I haven’t really started packing yet. There are some boxes of mine that I never really unpacked from March when I moved out of the apartments in St. Louis before going to Vienna, but I’ll still need to go through them and double-check them, deciding whether I want to bring them back. My room will be a little smaller than last year’s 4-person, but this time I’ll actually have my own bathroom! I’m really excited about that! I’ll have to be pickier about what I bring nonetheless. I’m excited about living with A, my new roommate. Every single year at university I’ve roomed with different people. I’m really getting a more diverse outlook on a whole different array of personalities. There have been good experiences and bad experiences, but overall I wouldn’t change any of it. I’m lucky not to have had a stalker roommate that might kill me or anything, at least.

Here’s a look at my classes this Fall:

  • College Algebra- Yes, I’ve waited until my final year to take my Math credit… My degree program at one point only required 4 gen-eds due to the demanding coursework, but I changed paths and need to take all 9. Even though I was really good at Math in school, I never really cared for it. Endless plug and chugging that I didn’t see much use for. Statistics was the only practical math I studied, but I wanted to take the pretty easy way out in college. I’m going to try and dig up my old high school math notes to use as a little helpful guide.
  • Introduction to Psychology- Another gen-ed I put off until my final year; Science. I’m taking the only class I’m interested in about it that pertains to the category. Part of me wishes I had taken more Psychology classes. I really haven’t had any room. I think I will my final semester, so maybe they’ll be offering an interesting one. Don’t judge me, but I’m interested in taking a class on sexuality. It just fascinates me.
  • Chamber Singers- It makes me feel really good to be part of the more elite choir. I really enjoyed my experiences with it last year. I don’t really want to be President this time around though; I’ll have quite a lot on my plate. Maybe I’ll be vice-president instead or just let someone else be part of the officers.
  • Music of the 20th Century- One of the requirements for my music degree. Inescapable, really. But it should be a really interesting class. Music gets really weird and experimental from the 1900s on.
  • Senior Thesis- The dreaded 25-page paper… I’ve never written one that long before and am nervous that I won’t be able to come up with it! I just have to pick a topic that I can go on about. So far I’m contemplating two ideas: the psychological portrayal of women in Wagner’s Ring Cycle and music therapy, perhaps with a focus on those with mental disorders and music’s impact on the brain. I’ll talk with my advisor about them, and she’ll help me out.
  • Opera Studio- My last chance to get a main role for the big production in January. I’m really nervous about it. Hopefully my professor will remember my work ethic, performing talents, and see how much I’ve grown. This year there will be a large surplus of sopranos (of course that’s what I am), and she wrote in an email that not everyone will make it in… That makes me more nervous than ever! But I’m one of 4 senior women. That should count for something. If I get a purely chorus role, I’ll be really disappointed. I just need to find my strongest songs. “V’adoro Pupille” is an aria, which is one I’m definitely going to use for my audition, but my second piece is a challenge in picking. “Oh! Quand Je Dors” is my favourite French piece and I feel such an awesome connection with it, but it’s pretty long too, and I’m worried that the soprano that has best known for singing in it that just graduated will be at the forefront of my professor’s mind and compare me to her. Another possibility is “Pastorale” by Copeland. It’s in English and short. However, it’s a really challenging piece that I’m not sure I’ve mastered yet. I’m worried that I’ll make a mistake and not be considered seriously. Or I could fall back on some of my Débussy or Fauré… Decisions decisions!
  • Art Song- This will be an exploration of all things art song. I’ve heard that it’s a really great class run by a great professor. I’ve worked with him a lot and really admire his approaches. Plus, it will help me write my recital notes for my big Senior Recital. It’ll be invaluable.
  • Recital Attendance- Haven’t fulfilled my 6 semesters of it yet.
  • Voice Master Class- Another invaluable class getting feedback and practice with performing my songs that I learn in lessons and preparation for my recital.
  • Voice Lessons- I’m not sure how many songs I’ll add to my repertoire, but I have ideas.

I’ve ordered some of my textbooks and am just waiting on one more to come in from Amazon. It’s been a rough road ordering that particular Psychology book. Two of the sellers I tried buying from fell through, so I just went ahead and paid a little more so I could get it with free shipping in two days. I had ordered it on the 29th, expecting it to get here before classes and lo and behold it fell through. Now I’ll be guaranteed to have it before classes begin, so whew! My Math books will be gotten at the Webster bookstore. Amazingly enough, it’s the cheapest option to rent my Math book from there. And the supplemental book I can’t find anywhere else.

Yesterday was my dog Daisy’s 14th and golden birthday! We got her a special gourmet cookie birthday bone that she positively loved! And we got her this festive decorative collar that she looks adorable in! Both dogs got a bath as well. Duke didn’t like it at all and felt traumatized and distrustful of us for a while afterwards. But when my mom and I were watching LOST, he was back to his usual happy-go-lucky self. All in all, I think she’s  happy with her birthday. Hopefully she’ll have a great one next year too.

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Well, I do believe it’s time for me to get going so I can do my biking exercise for the day. I’ve been pretty faithful about it and have noticed a positive difference to my shape. Haven’t quite lost a lot of numbers off the scale, but I’m down about 10 pounds or so from the beginning of the summer! I think it’s primarily beefing up the muscles in my legs more than having me lose weight. They are looking quite muscular, and muscle weighs more than fat, after all. Who knows, I might have my picture taken to show the difference in my body… We’ll see if my roommate’s up to it. Ha!

I may post another poem up here as well today, so stay tuned!

Enjoy your day!

❤ Me

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One of my favourite poems by John Donne:
I wonder by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we lov’d? Were we not wean’d till then,
But suck’d on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the seven sleeper’s den?
‘Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desir’d, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.

And now good morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room, an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.

My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mix’d equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.

Here’s something else that means a lot to me…

Im galu i erin im radma ich
Im anir nin rane es ich
Hi a an oiale etel ha no enni
Na suir lene enni ereb
Ped ich meleth enni miuva
A to ich tath cuiale
Etel ha no enni

~A.M.

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