First, one of my friends is working with the No Nonsense apparel company and doing the "Socks for America" tour. They are basically traveling to regions around the country to donate socks (provided by No Nonsense - who has committed to donating 1,000,000 pairs in the next two years) to underprivileged families and will be documenting in their blog on this site: http://socksforamerica.com/, as well as filming, their travels and experiences. They are donating socks because they are, to quote, "... one of the least donated items to charities and one of the most needed."
It's a sentiment I appreciate all the more as a person who's afraid of the cold and cold feet. It caught my attention in particular because socks are such a basic everyday item that it has never even come to my mind, and the company's no-nonsense name seems to fit right into it. (Also, all HP fans - remember Dumbledore!)
Anyway, more information can be found on the page above with info, also, on how you can help, or even if you just want to follow along in their endeavors and explore the country and its people and stories with them. They have a facebook page as well that you can "like" (ETA) and each like will mean another sock donated from the company. Just passing the info on, and it takes only a few seconds. Literally! :D
So, I think there's been some recent blah-ness lately due to well... many, many reasons. *hugs f-list again* And as zinke wisely told me recently, laughter IS the best medicine, so I hope this post makes everyone laugh at least a little bit.
( More below cut if you'd like (and recs). )
Today, the sky is a perfect blue, the trees are still vividly green and full of leaves, and the sun seems to shine on everything... It's so beautiful to see so much life continuing and growing even out of the ashes of tragedy, and as zinke worded it so perfectly - it IS hopeful.
HUM by Ann Lauterbach
( The days are beautiful. )
When we studied it at university, there were so many technical things that came up, her use of contrast, the double line stanza that resembled two towers... but my personal hope was to see exactly how beautiful those days can still be, and how much life can still rise up from it, so here it is: The days are still beautiful, and there's still so much life to come.
However, I've been trying again since winter break, and I'm still working on this one because... ><" well there are several problems that need twitching, but with all the recent anniversary posts from the wonderful bsg fandom - I just thought it might fit with the theme. (-_-)"
I feel like we all need a heavenly sunset sometimes - to remind us of memories that don't quite reach beyond the haze to grab us on the ordinary days. *hearts*
denn bleb ich auch lebendige Zeit,
ich hatte wenig Gluck.
- Gerhard Scholem, "Gruss vom Angelus"
His eyes are staring, his mouth is open, his wings are spread. This is how one pictures the angel of history. His face is turned toward the past. Where we perceive a chain of events, he sees one single catstrophe which keeps piling wreckage upon wreckage and hurls it in front of his feet. The angel would like to stay, awaken the dead, and make whole what has been smashed. But a storm is blowing from Paradise; it has got caught in his wings with such violence that the angel can no longer close them. This storm irresistibly propels him into the future to which his back is turned, while the pile of debris before him grows skyward. This storm is what we call progress.
~ Walter Benjamin, IX "Theses on the Philosophy of History", Illuminations
So... I've been constantly in and out. It's a bit crazy [the relatively good kind though] around here. Apartment searching is... difficult. *HUGS* I hope you are all well.
Sliding down the arcs of leaves
Moving curve by curve
"Til it hangs at last precariously
Clutching, clutching an end (a beginning)
Mayhaps it'll be happier in the puddle
If it falls and lands and drowns
Joins the mass of overflowing fluid
Once individual droplets
But it clutches, clutches the tipping point
A little drop clinging and clinging
Until another comes to knock it away
But now it falls unworried
For the replacement will remember
As it will clutch, clutching...
One out of the mass, the crowd, which surges and surrounds
Drip drop Plip plop echoes through the night
Is that the only choice chosen not to be made?
Sooo... it's NOT the weekend, but I just went to a great lecture today called "Naked Truth: Advertising's Image of Women," and though it was expanded to advertising truth in general, it was still amazing. The speaker, Jean Kilbourne, was just... she was witty, engaging, and overall, quite knowledgable it seems. If anyone's interested, her website is here.
The subject line basically references something she said referring to one of the newest marketing ploy where companies are trying to PAY new parents to name their child after their company or product as living advertisement.
But really, she gave such an interesting take and exploration into the history of advertising, particularly with a focus on tobacco, alcohol, medicines, and body image, and really, there are some instances where you don't really notice how photoshopped someone is until you look at the original pic. And just, in general, it was enlightening and entertaining, and it really reminds you to remain conscious, because even when you think that you don't pay attention to the ads, they stick to your subconscious.
Particularly intersting were the "ads" that journals give to companies basically offering their audience as the bait in order to draw support.
(I'm jumping off walls at the moment from a cup of hot mint chocolate, so this isn't as organized as it might have possibly been XD.)
2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about themselves in their journal.
3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people.
tagged by miss_fancy.
1. I love reading. My mom used to read to me constantly when I was little until I eventually just started picking up book's my myself. I used to adore the Richard Scarry books and I had some almost memorized. At the moment, one of my big tiffs with uni is tat I don't have enough time to read everything that I want to even though I have a collection of books "I need to read" on my bookshelf right in front of me constantly. I can only stare at them longingly.
2. Music... for me is constant, always running, even in silence. It is my belief that you can "hear" silence just as much as you can hear sound, so music is omnipresent, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
3. I think that I've mentioned this before, but I'm a semi-quirky person: I'm pragmatic though normally optimistic, I like talking to trees and plants and animals and things that in general don't normally talk back (and if they do, you know you're in trouble), I like and enjoy sleep but seem unhappy with not being able to get anything done while asleep so I have an abnormal sleeping schedule, I'm better nocturnal but the rest of the human world doesn't normally agree, and I like to dance and skip and hop randomly down streets and will wonder why people stare at me.
4. It takes a lot to truly piss me off, but when I'm angry, I really, REALLY get angry.
5. I grew up with all boys practically. The few girls I knew (I have ONE female cousin who's around my age) were all tom-boys, so yes, I'm slightly tom-boyish myself though I like to dance. I climb walls, I run around a lot, and I've done some highly stupid, wild things growing up (ie: banging my knee badly by hanging on the back of a chair in midair; falling off of a said wall).
6. I am accident-prone with no sense of direction, so I have a deep-seated fear in driving, but I have a license. I should probably get a warning label to go along with it. XD
7. I spent the beginning of Kindergarten not understanding my teacher since English is "technically" my second language, spoken one at least, and for a time, I thought the 'gold' pebble we got in that class for St. Patrick's day was real. (^_^)"
8. I enjoyed hitting [armored] people with sticks. (eg: Kendo, Fencing) It's very emotionally relieving. XD
Tagging: amethysth , zanisha , broken_x_coda , daigranon , redoren , i_am_davnee unavitasegreta , urei_sachi (if any one of you has already done this... sorry. (^^)" and if anyone else not tagged wants to, feel free to).
So apparently, when I'm supposed to study... the other side of my brain goes active instead because I'm contrary like that and I miss BSG and Mary insanely so.
Therefore... I wrote fic. As always, I own nothing. All mistakes are mine, and this was an attempt at one of those "Five Things" themes that I found interesting.
Title: Five Pieces of Art Bill Adama Enjoyed Analyzing and One He Helped Create
Rating: T+ (?)
Pairing: A/R (of course?)
Summary: Sometimes, art can be found in places unexpected in everyday life, and all one can do is sit back and enjoy it.
( Has anyone ever braided your hair?... )
Do you prefer night or day? Why? And what do you do at those times?
It's interesting because my parents have been talking to me about making sure I get enough sleep, but you can probably tell from the time I'm posting this that I am sort of a night person. The problem is that I also don't like to sleep in, so I go to bed late and try to wake up early, which is not healthy in the sleep department. It got to the point where I actually went nocturnal for the last week of term last year (not counting the all-nighters I pulled). It worked pretty well, since I was actually getting enough sleep, and I work a lot better at night. The nighttime seems to jump-start the part of me that thinks about different things (schoolwork or otherwise). It's also the time when I do most of my writing (I think I wrote all my papers last semester in the middle of the night). It's funny how Latin made more sense to me at 4 AM than it did at 4 PM. I would go to sleep after all my classes were done (the only day this didn't work was when I had lab) in the afternoon and wake up around 11 PM or 12 AM and started to work right through the and then go to class in the morning. I actually paid better attention as well.
There are things I enjoy both about the day and the night, memories to be associated with both, and differenty kinds of happiness. I love watching the sunlight dance its way across everything or watch the shadows play along, I love cloud gazing, I love the energy that surrounds the day, and there's the dynamic of knowing that a certain lightness cuts through; you can watch everyone and everthing around you moving, to actually be able to <i>see</i> it happening. (That's the problem with being nocturnal; I missed too many things so I stopped.) But then, I adore the nighttime. It's the time when you can see fireworks fly through the sky while sitting on the hood of your dad's car, or watch the fireflies among the grass and bushes, when you feel a quieting down and an awakening of life around you. I love how night shows that darkness, instead of smothering it, actually bolsters and emphasizes light, and makes every speck that much brighter. It's the time that I probably feel calmest (and why I think so much better probably). There's a peace to finding the stars in the sky at night, to reading because you can't POSSIBLY stop before you finish, to listening to soft music, to reminiscing and writing those things down in your diary. I find it easier to contemplate then because there is a feeling of solitude, not loneliness, but a solitude that I enjoy.
There are aspects of both night and day that I can't live without, and the best image I can provide for my feelings would have to be a melding of day and night that I constantly love drawing... A melding of colors, one star becoming many, and just, I can lose myself in the transition. (^_^) I can look outside and see time just flowing along, and I love that feeling of moving along, even if I sometimes dread it.
So, it’s been a while, and I’ve been busy (sort of). (^_^) I hope everyone else is well (and that amethysth has not commited any mental murder of a certain author yet, LOL).
I’m reading a really good book right now, interspersed between my studying (-_-)”, called “Firefly Lane” by Kristin Hannah. I might post a review when I finally finish.
I finished reading the “Kare Kano” manga (and I refuse to watch the anime since I’m spoiled for the quality in which it ends), which was AMAZING thought the ending was a bit iffy for me. There was a play that the students in the manga wrote and performed concerning human androids, perfection, love, God, madness, and the end of the world that sort of reminded me of BSG…. I wonder why? XD Anyways, The English translation of the manga is called, accurately so, “His and Her Circumstances.” The author is also very into opera and music, and I got an amazing rec from her. It’s a song from the movie “The Piano” by Michael Nyman. It’s called “The Heart Asks Pleasure First,” and I was going to try embedding it again, but I have too many problems when I try to, so here’s a URL to the music video for the song:
Also, there’re these comment-ficcies I did on the F_B community during the BSG hiatus flails on Friday: (The first two are sort of short and fun; the last is sort of sad and Laura-centric and based on the episode “Sacrifice”. As for ratings, I’m pretty sure they’re all safe because I’m unable to write anything higher than T.)
( Jealousy is a fun emotion to play with... Unless you're the green-eyed monster )
( Dig deep. )
( I Miss Billy. )
And finally, a meme from caramelapples11:
Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, favorite type of underwear, life experiences etc. Re-post in your own journal so that we can all learn more about each other.
I love watching the Olympics, and my favorite events are probably gymnastics, diving, and swimming. It's been pretty good so far this year though some of the commentators and politics really bother me. The opening ceremony was amazing though. The aesthetics, the timing, the culture... I just loved it. (^_^)
Oh, and while I've been stir-crazy waiting out the BSG hiatus, I finally caught with CSI, and this season's finale? I finally remembered why I adored this show. It's been a bit different since the fifth season (possibly earlier), but different wasn't necessary bad... just different. It's probably one of the best season finale's in the latter half of the series thus far, and the end was a complete surprise to me. What I enjoyed most was probably the renewed team spirit that has been missing since the... well, fifth season (for me at least). Reading the episode descriptions for next season (because I couldn't wait) *SPOILERS*SPOILERS*SPOILERS*SPOILERS*
Sara comes back for a visit, not sure for how long though, Grissom is only staying for ten episodes, and the Warrick's death's case is going to be stretching for at least those ten episodes. I don't know how they'll be dealing with the story/plot line, but who knows? But I really liked most of the episodes this season, especially the last scene to the last episode. It was just pitch perfect in its own way. Also, I have to wonder as to how they will be painting Grissom's departure and how they fill THAT hole. I still love Cath apparently. And I actually liked Ecklie most of this season. LOL! Imagine that.
Funnily enough I've also been watching some interesting lifetime movies. Watching "I Me Wed" now.
For MOL V with Prompt: courage
Spoilers: Anything up to and including 'Revelations'
Summary:They love, even in the intertwining boundaries of dream and reality, and it's in the boundaries between love and despair that they find themselves.
I feel as if I should seriously start studying since I said I would only freely enjoy summer vacation only up to the point of my Birthday and then spend the next two months studying for my make-up finals (I wish I didn't miss them... it's really hard going back to those class materials after so long). But... I'm still dawdling. I have books and fics I want to read, a strange need to write, and just... recovering from the basic lack of energy that marked my life two months ago. (--)" But I feel really guilty. *sigh* I guess I should stop complaining and just do everything.
Oh! I ordered and received Two Small Voices from Amazon along with the Fine Frenzy CD and the book The God of Animals (which I'm looking forward to reading ^_^). The movie was amazing (especially with my weakness for medical litigation), and both actresses excelled. The CD is beyond words. I haven't enjoyed music this much (just to sit back and do nothing except listen... I couldn't help it) in a while, and the lead singer... She is amazingly talented. She wrote all the lyrics which are beautiful and composed most of the music.
If there are one or more people on your friends list who make your world a better place just because they exist, and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the Internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.
He had Grand Canyon! I was so excited, and I finally saw Mary in it. I rewatched several wonderful bsg episodes. I also rewatched Underworld the other day, X2:X-men United yesterday, and I began re-watching The Phantom of the Opera today. I am still utterly fascinated by that storyline, though a bit altered from the original Leroux version by Webber. I believe my favorite version will probably alway's be in Susan Kay's multi-perspective Phantom, her own version with both combined Leroux's and Webber's influences.
Two of my favorite scenes from the movie is above. (The choreography is utterly stunning.)
As for re-visiting great loves, my music collection is kind of getting a very strong workout, as well as re-reading beloved fics. The only thing I'm missing is a nice collection of books. I only have one with me at the moment, which I'm sort of afraid of finishing actually. It's a memoir, and it is quite fascinating.
Oh! I'm also watching a Chinese TVB drama series with one of my favorite Chinese actors in it. I absolutely adore most of his work. He's pretty incredible and nicely intense. And because I don't actually know how to embed correctly, the opening to one of my favorite dramas with him in it is the first vid above... (^^)"
EDIT: Uhmm... nevermind, embedding... I fail at it.
If there ever was an episode that killed me... stabbed me in the heart and twisted all around nice and easy, this one would be it. Frak. This episode of BSG made me CRY. And Mary... Oh my gods Mary...
And oh yeah, maybe personal update... Hmm, I had to get a catscan this week because I've had a constant headache and dizzy spells for the past two weeks (I'm lethargic, constantly in pain, and unable to walk in a straight line, and both of my knees have been ripped to shreds because I've fallen over twice in my lack of balance; I've actually rolled head over heels sitting down ^_^") , so yep, it has not been a good week per se, but there have been major highlights. I survived my Latin recitation, and I got my last PSci midterm back. Not exactly sure what it means though since we didn't get the stats for this exam (--)".
Okay, I'm trying to calm down, so BSG squeeing shall come later in this entry under a cut... (^^)" Anyways, this week, has not... *sigh* I should rephrase that: it has been one of the harder weeks since before break. (--)" I had a huge paper due Monday, and then two midterms, which were BAD, and I mean quite literally bad. The LifeSciences one was quite possibly, personally, one of the worst tests I have ever taken. My mind had so much trouble working through it, and I just simply, figuratively and literally, didn't have enough time to even think. The Physical Sciences one was just... (-_-)' Anyways, enough of the blah stuff.
Now focusing on the good: Despite a research paper for LS and a ton of Latin, I have a small break in the seemingly endless stream of work, and I've spent my first relaxed day in a long while relatively happy. Latin class in the morning, came back and read a bit, took a three hour nap, woke up and read a bit more, went for an hour walk and brought some CD's which I shall be listening to. Then I played one of my friend's computer games called "Portals" which really tweaks the mind, but is pretty fun. (^_^) Finally, there was BSG.
The acting in this epi was superb. Katee really knocked it out of the ballpark, EJO was wonderful, and Mary... Gosh Mary... (; _ ;)