Interview Day

Well, it went swimmingly. Here's hoping that they liked me more than people usually do when I answer their questions like that. ;)

I have a headache. Urgghhh. >_<

I'm not gonna' mope. I got to go to Barnes & Noble today, and I picked up a book of Italian verbs, Suzanne Collins' The Hunger Games, and Adele Nozedar's The Secret Language of Birds.

So far, all fawesome. ^_^

Snow Day # 4 = Happiness Squared

It's still snow-day, and I'm feeling all warm and melty and happy all over, for a wide variety of reasons, most of which are absolutely none of your business. ^_^

*siiiighhhhh*

I also feel much less ill than I've felt of late, so I'm additionally cheerful!

Anyway, tomorrow I vacate the premesis bright-and-early to go to my interview-majig for the scholarship-thingamabob, so I'll not likely be about to chatter at you all. I love you dearly, my reader(s), and I hope that you have had a very marvelous few days and that your weekend runs splendidly.

Here's hoping it's good, and here's praying that I can charm the wits outta' my interviewer(s).

=D

Snow Day # 3 = 1.5 times as much Happiness. ^_^

I officially love snow. However, my car still does not want to budge, and eventually we will be suffering caffeine withdrawal, and we need to get some orange juice for tomorrow's breakfast. >_<>____<

I've been sleeping so well lately, it's wonderful! I really do hope that the insomnia does not return with the sunshine. That would be unpleasant. Feh!

I want to hug a tree. I don't know why, but hugging a tree seems like a marvellously good idea right about now. *shrug* I dunno'. Probably just my subconscious mind begging me to go out-of-doors and get some Vitamin D.
Get over it! I'm pale! I drink milk, which will suffice until I have at least three other VERY good reasons for risking snow-blindness. I've DONE snow-blindness before, and lemme' tell you, it SUCKS. Can't see any colours but grey and red for an hour after the blindness goes away. Ugh.

I also feel like kicking a tin can around the backyard. Seriously, what is going on here?!?

I need more sleep, I think. That sounds like a veeeeery good idea. Mmmn. Sleep.

While I'm still awake, though, I'm going to educate myself about Utahraptor and Deinonychus. *nods*
Yay, Wikipaedia!

Snow Day # 2 = Happiness

We had another day off classes today, and hopefully tomorrow will make it three-for-three. ^_^
There are easily 6 inches (fifteen centimetres) of snow on the ground out-of-doors. =D
Saturday I have to go waaaay outta' town for an interview-majig about some monies for mi educacion en la universidad.

Here's hoping that goes peachily!

Right-oh, well, I'm feeling right cheery, and I plan to eat some pseud0-Chinese food later today for my dunch/linner.

That being said, I'm going to yammer on a wee bit, neh?
Life is interesting. You can live a dozen lives and never find two quite like each other, never find one that is totally happy-all-the-time and free of suffering, but sometimes, every so often, you'll find one that is really CONTENT. Just... pleased and joyous to exist at all.
I'm getting there, I think. I am really really really happy just to BE. ^_^

I'm gonna' talk to myself a little bit. Don't mind me. Sanity is subjective. ^_^

Right-oh.

So, Esty, whatcha' thinkin'?
~I think that you're being silly.
Jah, well, you aren't the first to think that.
~I also think that silliness is fairly tolerable, having given consideration to all factors.
Well that's peachy. Are you going somewhere with this?
~You started the conversation, my dear.
That's not an answer. That's evading the question.
~And?
Well, stop it!
~What was the question?
I asked you where you're going with this.
~Yes, you did.
And?
~And what?
Wait, what?!
~:)
>_<
~Don't overthink it, love. You'll just give yourself a headache.
Sure, sure, and dolphins sing show tunes about fish.
~Who's to say that they don't?
>_> I'm watching you.
~I know. ^_^
....

Yeah, stopping now.

Snow. Hmmmmn. I could get used to this. *nods*

There's something like five inches of very loose, wet, grainy snow (12-14 centimetres, I think) on the ground outside. This means a few things:
1. My friend Ness is very very very happy right now.
2. We have no classes today.
3. It's cold.
4. My bed is easily the most comfortable and inviting place on the planet right now, and it's sending out major nap-waves at me. ~sleeeeeep you know you want to sleeeeeep Esteeeey...~
5. My dog will not want to go out-of-doors to walk.
6. My violin is going to be very finicky the next time I tune it.
7. My clarinet will sound flatter than a pancake dropped down a mine shaft and kissed by a steamroller.
8. If I step outdoors, I will have a violent coughing fit as my lungs react to the chill air, and my hands will go painful and then numb.
9. This variety of snow is absolutely useless for making snowmen and snowballs and anything else snow-related, since it flies apart in midair and has ZERO structural integrity.
10. Therefore, the only reasonable thing to do right now is websurf and read and attempt to sleeeeeeeeep.
11. However, the moment I get comfortable, the phone will probably ring with a telemarketer on the other end, or the cat will make a mess, or the dog will need to be walked, or some such blarghish interruption of my rare and valuable free-time. Bah!
12. Despite this, I shall still make an earnest attempt to make the most of these deliciously warm and restful hours, so I'm going to pretend that the phone/dog/cat/universe does NOT bug me in the LEAST, and eventually it may even be true. ^_^

Sounds like a plan to me!



EDIT, 5 minutes-ish later:

In the past 7 minutes, the phone has rung twice. Both telemarketers. The dog has needed walked, which he did not WANT to do. The cat has needed me to clean up after her.

WHAT. THE. FLAPJACKS?!??


>_<

Okey. Chill, star-girl. Rather, thaw out. Life happens, including Cosmic Irony, and even if it IS totally full of carp, we are NOT gonna' let this eff up our nice lovely snow-day. Capisce?

Yes, yes, kapeesh.

~here ends the internal dialogue, for now, at least~

God has a very odd sense of humour. o_O

I officially now love Blogger. ^_^

Let it be known: Blogger is totally flajawesome. That's right. Flajawesome. ^_^

Don't click the "Final Countdown" image unless you want it to be true. You've been warned, bachgen/bachgennes.

Ahhh, Eisteddfod!

Y'know what I'd really really really love? Nope. 'Cause I haven't told you yet. Well, I'll tell ye' now.

1. A visit to Eisteddfod. Duh.
2. A visit to the Garnier Opera in Paris. Place de l'Opera = FAWESOME+MUSIC+Le Fantome!!!
3. A doctorate in architecture.
4. A Vanquish. Aston Martin. The world's most utterly gorgeous car. Seriously. Mmmmn.... *makes a yummy sound*
5. A Steinway Concert Grande Piano, model D-274. Ahhhhh, Steinway. In fact, I'd like two: one Hamburg and one New York. http://www.nytimes.com/packages/html/nyregion/20030823_PIANO04/
Check it out.
6. Enough bookshelves.

Right-oh. I have a blog. Whaddayaknow? Suffice to say, wild nights are my glory!!

Hi-la!
Well, if you're here, then you probably have a clue what I mean when I say something. If you don't get it, it's because I do not WANT you to get it, capisce? As I see it, this is a suitable space for posting my poetry and rants and blatherskitishness. Yep. Go figure, Esty has a blog, neh?

It's pouring sleet out-of-doors, and I'm snuggled up all cozy-like on my bed, suffering a rather nasty cold-or-something. I can live with that.

I'm going to poesize for a little whiling, jah. Sorry, non-sprechenszers-of-the-Spanglisch. At least I'm not doing the Welshness right now. You'll live, and if you honestly bothered to read this, then you can find a good translator. ;)

Yo existo, por lo tanto, debe cambiar.
Let a wind stir me from where I wait,
let a fire light my path,
let a star glow bright to guide me,
help me never to forget.
Help me remember myself,
who I was,
what I was meant to be.

Sharp and bright, a hot floating spark,
stirring on the night-wind,
jumping up from the flames
watch you start a blaze of glory,
watch you raze a path of destruction,
simple ideas make greatest change.

There is no change but it brings pain,
and who's to say what's worth it?
Even so, we all must change,
or else be blown away,
and fade.

Yo existo,
por lo tanto tengo que cambiar,
aunque una vez que se inmutable.