mellow Friday night

Went out tonight, but only four a couple hours. Instead of wearing one of the new skirts I bought from H&M I wore my old standby jeans from American Eagle and a new shirt from this summer from Ross that I cut up (it was originally a tunic/dress). I'm also wearing my fave booties from last year...

seeker

I'm still chipping away at classes, but my real love for now is fashion. I have been enjoying altering clothes, thrift shopping and changing it up! I just altered a pair of old target black slacks and transformed them into shorts to wear with knee socks. I didn't think I would ever wear them again, but they work great as shorts. Since it's perpetually warm down here in SD I can never have enough shorts. I recently found a red orange handbag at a local thrift and sewed some black and gold glass beads on to add some shimmer. I will start posting pics once I get some batteries...

Creative Side

Has been lacking. This semester is almost over and I haven't paid much attention to keeping a journal. I enjoy reading some of the crazy thoughts I've had over the last couple years, and I want to keep this up.

I blame school. My classes have become more and more time consuming, to the point that I just don't have the energy to fit much else in. That's when you know you must do something different and recharge your brain. Getting outside and exercise has been my only outlet this semester, and I'm missing some of the other elements in my life that allow me to be free with my thoughts and simply be.

Right now I have homework and studying dangling over my head like a noose, but I really don't want to focus on that now. I need a break. It's almost here, just two weeks left and this is always the hardest part. You can see light, but you just have to keep pressing on and wait.

The winter semester was really difficult for me. I let stress consume me and broke down right before finals with severe anxiety. I remember sitting in my calculus class trying to pay attention, and my arms started feeling tingly and numb. My heart would start racing and then I would feel dizzy to the point that I had to talk myself down, while trying not to think about how I might look to others. It was just anxiety and I don't take any medication for it now. It's gone. This semester has been different. Now with finals approaching, I'm keeping myself more in check. I've been taking two days off a week, which was really hard for me. My work during the week has been more productive and better quality, so it has worked out well. I always have the thought in the back of my head though... what if I start feeling bad again?

Luckily, it hasn't reached the surface too frequently, but I need to be aware of it. That's why I'm writing about it now. A reminder to keep striving for a balanced life and to not take life too drastically serious.

What?

So, I'm taking the bus now because I'm such a good citizen, and because it's just cheaper than the weekly fill-up. Anyhoo... after my long day of work and three hour exam taking, I take the 7:06pm bus home (because I'm a baller like that, uh, uh). When we hit the first stop light, the bus started to stall out and then did. She started it right up and we're like,

"Say, "hey mr. driverman...don't be slow,
'cause i got somewhere i gotta go."
Say, "hey mr. driverman...drive that thing fast,
My precious time keeps slippin' past.

(If you remember that song, you're rad by the way)

After picking up some kids from Hawaii that ALWAYS have ukulele in hand, (I know this because they are my hero's on campus that serenade students as we walk into the library) we make it to the next intersection. They're still jamming out on the ukulele as we stall out again. This time the bus won't start. The bus broke down. I'm thinking how ironic this is because usually this is something I would fear most while driving my car, but apparently the bus breaks down too.

I walk home and continue to encounter massive randomness, while embracing suburbia.

Flight of the Conchords - Business Time