Travel, Elizabeth present (yay), school closing (boo), Tom Hiddleston (double yay).
I'm not sure why I'm ever surprised when it's been a year or more since my last entry. Waltzing in and declaring, "It's been so long!" really makes it seem more important than what it really is, which is a journal, naturally. Hello. Live. Journal.
It's not as if anything interesting really happens in my life anyway. Well, that's not true. But I can't really explain everything on here anyway. Some things sound worse than what they are, really.
I will say (how noticeable is it that most of my paragraphs or sentences start with the letter "I"---must fix this) how much I'm aching to travel overseas again. So very much. I'm wanting Greece, England (all parts, not just London. I want quaint and REAL), everywhere. Someday, Paris. A person from the school I used to student teach at recently went overseas with his mom and friends. The pictures he showed me---damn. All I was thinking as I looked through them was, "Jealous, jealous ,jealous.." Also, not many from around here have traveled overseas....who can I talk to about this?!
My friend Cara will hopefully be my companion if I can get it worked out time wise. My only fear is my body. I'm so deathly afraid of having to buy two seats--it's entirely detrimental to all my plans. The WHOLE reason why I haven't purchased tickets. I know I would be fine---but that one celebrity (who I thought wasn't close to a severe size ....but maybe I was wrong) was told to buy another ticket. How utterly mortifying that would be.
Besides the travel bug, I've also have decided that my cousin's daughter's Christmas present next year will be a book. A book that I will write her. My plan is to write it all out, and either have someone draw the picture (because I'm crap at art), or draw them myself (but....I'm crap at art). She would be the protagonist. Then, I would investigate some self-publishing businesses and get that one book printed to hand to her. She'll be a first grader next year and I think she would absolutely enjoy it. Hopefully, I'll post (ha) updates. I tend to write on the side whenever I have a writing project---it's a strange way of helping myself. So we'll see.
My school is closing this year. Supposedly it's been a long-time coming, but it's still rather sad. I'll have to be looking for a job pretty soon here. I know that I'll probably have to leave, which saddens me. I'm rather attached to this part of the state---haven't really left, to be honest. But I so love my house. It's tiny, but so perfectly me. I've finally got my Harry Potter upstairs decorated (I collect, not obsess) and my living room is all England/London decked out. I finally feel like it's my own.
But, the house belongs to my family...so it will always be here when I get back. It's still sad though.
It would be easier if I had someone to move with. This is one of those times when I hate being alone. Get over it though, yeah?
On the brighter side of things: Tom Hiddleston. What a glorious person. This Christmas break I've really started watching videos of him, and so far I can't find a good reason to be skeptical of this actor. I feel like he should be more popular than what he is. But a small part of me likes how he's not quite to the Brat Pitt level. And he's SMART. Intelligence is SUCH an important thing, or at least should be. It's the genuine, intellectual, kind people who are the most beautiful in the world. This is a fact.
More on him later---it's already taken me 20 minutes to type this out. My computer is not being very friendly tonight.
Come back, Carol. I miss how this was a venue for us to communicate.
Ta.
It's not as if anything interesting really happens in my life anyway. Well, that's not true. But I can't really explain everything on here anyway. Some things sound worse than what they are, really.
I will say (how noticeable is it that most of my paragraphs or sentences start with the letter "I"---must fix this) how much I'm aching to travel overseas again. So very much. I'm wanting Greece, England (all parts, not just London. I want quaint and REAL), everywhere. Someday, Paris. A person from the school I used to student teach at recently went overseas with his mom and friends. The pictures he showed me---damn. All I was thinking as I looked through them was, "Jealous, jealous ,jealous.." Also, not many from around here have traveled overseas....who can I talk to about this?!
My friend Cara will hopefully be my companion if I can get it worked out time wise. My only fear is my body. I'm so deathly afraid of having to buy two seats--it's entirely detrimental to all my plans. The WHOLE reason why I haven't purchased tickets. I know I would be fine---but that one celebrity (who I thought wasn't close to a severe size ....but maybe I was wrong) was told to buy another ticket. How utterly mortifying that would be.
Besides the travel bug, I've also have decided that my cousin's daughter's Christmas present next year will be a book. A book that I will write her. My plan is to write it all out, and either have someone draw the picture (because I'm crap at art), or draw them myself (but....I'm crap at art). She would be the protagonist. Then, I would investigate some self-publishing businesses and get that one book printed to hand to her. She'll be a first grader next year and I think she would absolutely enjoy it. Hopefully, I'll post (ha) updates. I tend to write on the side whenever I have a writing project---it's a strange way of helping myself. So we'll see.
My school is closing this year. Supposedly it's been a long-time coming, but it's still rather sad. I'll have to be looking for a job pretty soon here. I know that I'll probably have to leave, which saddens me. I'm rather attached to this part of the state---haven't really left, to be honest. But I so love my house. It's tiny, but so perfectly me. I've finally got my Harry Potter upstairs decorated (I collect, not obsess) and my living room is all England/London decked out. I finally feel like it's my own.
But, the house belongs to my family...so it will always be here when I get back. It's still sad though.
It would be easier if I had someone to move with. This is one of those times when I hate being alone. Get over it though, yeah?
On the brighter side of things: Tom Hiddleston. What a glorious person. This Christmas break I've really started watching videos of him, and so far I can't find a good reason to be skeptical of this actor. I feel like he should be more popular than what he is. But a small part of me likes how he's not quite to the Brat Pitt level. And he's SMART. Intelligence is SUCH an important thing, or at least should be. It's the genuine, intellectual, kind people who are the most beautiful in the world. This is a fact.
More on him later---it's already taken me 20 minutes to type this out. My computer is not being very friendly tonight.
Come back, Carol. I miss how this was a venue for us to communicate.
Ta.