It's official...

I can't have children...

psych!

The 2nd Annual Knitting & Crochet Blog Week has been announced! And I never even knew there was a first one. I'm glad I stumbled upon Ravelry because I've been able to get more involved in my hobbies and meet others the world round who share this enthusiasm. And at the same time, groups like The Blog Hub keep me learning and motivated with cute, little fun activities like Blog Week. Despite my best efforts, I've been really bad about blogging. And I can't even use the excuse that school has been keeping me busy because the point of this blog was to document life down the grad school lane in the first place! It'll be nice to have a theme to help keep me blogging, even if just for that week.

Who's got 2 thumbs and is excited to blog about arts&crafts?

this girl!

Oh, the Oscars...

Really Oscars? The King's Speech? Now don't get me wrong, I loved this movie! I mean, how can I not when it's about my field? Well... sorta about my field seeing as we discover a twist in Geoffrey Rush's character. But still, I may love me some Colin Firth and some Geoffrey Rush AND most especially, speech pathology, but I certainly did not think this was the best movie I'd seen in the past year. Even when looking at it from a purely entertainment-value/popularity-contest point of view, I still don't think The King's Speech warranted such a coveted title. Then again, maybe my opinion would change if this were about someone with aphasia or a neurogenic motor-speech disorder rather than stuttering, heh. Damn Oscars and their love of biopics!

Instead of looking to movies exploring the past, why not look to those exploring the future? Ones that take full advantage of what technology has to offer and create greater possibilities of the human mind? Why not look to movies like, oh... I don't know... Inception? Haha, ok, I admit, I'm being bias. But despite my love for Joseph Gordon-Levitt (and Tom Hardy and Ken Watanabe and Michael Caine and Cillian Murphy and Marion Cotillard...), this was a great movie that was sorely overlooked :(

you mustn't be afraid to dream a little bit bigger, darling

Things I miss

I miss having a digital camera. I also miss having photoshop. And not even like a fancy schmancy version of photoshop, just any basic photo editing program. I was never really good at it, but I always had fun making ridic photos. Like when I had my "Winnie the Pooh Party" and photoshopped everyone's heads to the gang of 100 Acre Wood. Or when I photoshopped CJ's face on Han Solo. I don't remember why or how such projects started, but that I was shitting around and having a whole lot of fun doing it!

I also realized I miss having a group of dorky friends who love dressing up. Who'd totally be down to have a "Where's Waldo" pub crawl party and commit to it. I tentatively brought up the idea to a couple of my classmates, and I think some of them would be down. I mean, let's face it, we're in grad school. There are definite dorks among us (I say that with love!). But, I don't feel particularly close to my classmates, so I don't know that I'd have as much fun?

Last one: I miss having a car. There, I said it! But not even to drive around town. More like, I miss exploring far off places at leisure. One of my classmates randomly proposed going to Utah for spring break and asked if anyone wanted to carpool. This is a facebook status, so I don't know how serious it is? But I'm so tempted to raise my hand and yell, "Sign me up!" We don't know each other particularly well, but what I do know of her is that she seems cool. And I've never been to Utah, so the sense of adventure sounds amazing! But... I am still a little tipsy from yesterday, so perhaps it's the French 75's talking, hehe :P

Awkward turtle

Things are feeling a little awkward over here right now... For the past 2-3 hours, I've been attempting to go to sleep/do some reading, but my neighbours upstairs have been making a great deal of noise. Normally, the noise doesn't bother me--in fact, living by myself, it's almost somewhat of a comfort because it humanizes the place. Plus, I've been the upstairs person before and I get that just walking across a room can come off like a stampede to the people downstairs. But this wasn't just any kind of normal apartment noise. No, this was like something was out of the ordinary type of noise. I'd here a few bumps and bangs here and there, and I noticed it'd get louder. I was like, "seriously? It's 200a in the morning and you're moving shit?!" It got so bad that I was about ready to go upstairs and knock on their door. Hell, I near busted out the old lady broom to whack on my ceiling!

But then, as the noise got louder and I started listening harder, I began to realize they're having one huge massive bitch-fest of a fight right now, yikes! I just keep hearing a woman's voice yelling fuck this! or fuck that!, and I think I even heard a couple of I can't believe's... Oh, shit, I just heard a DO IT! It's getting pretty damn explosive, and there's no way I can go up there now and ask them to be quiet... With how passionate and for how long this fight has been going, my guess is that cheating was involved. Is it my place to say something or call the cops? I don't know. I just know that this is kinda awkward!

Can't... focus...

I think I may just have to write a new resolution that prevents me from partaking in social activities during the school week :/

Coincidence?

I find it kinda ironic that I'm studying to be a speech pathologist and one of my favorite breed of dogs happens to be the French Bulldog, who commonly are born with cleft palate. I did not know that til now.

Oh Tennenbaum

I just had my first final for the quarter (1 down, 2 to go), so needless to say, I was exhausted. But, I came home today in utter surprise to find a Christmas tree in the middle of my living room!

And all thanks to baby C. He's a tricky one, that one. I knew that he picked me up a tree and we were trying to coordinate a time for him to drop it off. But I was on the phone with him no more than 20 minutes ago trying to figure that out, and the punk plays along and is like, "Yeah, ok, I'll bring it by later". I get home and I find that he's already dropped it off 2 hours ago! ^_^ Not only did he set it up with water and everything for me, but he and his friend also vaccuumed the area for me as well. What a great bro. Now my apartment smells like Christmas, and it's soon to look and feel like it too, hehe!

post-edit: here's the after, with decorations! I think I'm gonna either finish that chain or make a popcorn garland though.