Been a long since I ...

updated my blog!

Blogging seems attractive to me, however I guess I don't stick to it. I've been having to do a lot of academic writing as of recently and that seems to take a lot of the fun out of regular writing if you know what I mean.

Well when I started this blog, I was excited for a lot of newness in my life. New friends and returning to higher education.

Recently I've had some fallings-out with "friends". Particularly the new friends that I had mentioned. People who I had come to trust, not only turned their backs on me, but also tried to drag mutual friends into our dispute. As much as this stings, I'm happy it happened for I learned what kind of people they really are. As we are interested in a rather exclusive hobby we may still run into each other at events. I plan to not speak unless spoken to. Though based on some rather immature actions on their part I have doubts that I might be shown the same courtesy. Oh well.

Schooling also has left me less than excited about at the year and half point. I enrolled at a small private college , and attended an even smaller satellite campus. After being handed several online classes in a row, I'm feeling cheated. Not only because the online classes are no longer cutting it for me, but also because part of the reason I went to college was not only to continue my education, but also to meet people. Yes, I'm not scared to admit that I want to meet people at college. So, I'm in the process of transferring to the large state university here in town. the place is huge. It's like a small city all of itself. There's always things going on. it's incredible and intimidating all at once.

Also I'm rethinking my major. After taking several core classes, I feel like I'm simply "not getting" the business aspect of "business" psychology. I don't know what I want for sure. Art? Psychology? Something. College is a journey for me, so unlike many students I don't really mind if I don't declare a major right away.

Also I began teaching belly dance. it has helped not only my dancing, but my self esteem. I like seeing that I can help shy women learn a skill. Or not shy women. I like watching others improve and enjoy. A few people, I think, didn't enjoy that me, who had been taking classes along side them all of a sudden started teaching. Of course they didn't know me before, didn't know first hand of my previous belly dance experiences.

Well, though much more has happened I think that sums up the big stuff. I really should walk on over to that Vietnamese place and get me some bubble tea.

Taking opportunities

More than a year ago, I had a relationship with someone. As it turned out he lead me along, and then turned to ice. I had every right to be upset. But he also inspired me to expect more from myself, and to try new things. In a way I suppose I should be happy I met up with him. I'm trying new things and it's paying off.

avacado bubble tea

I tried the avacado bubble tea at a local Vietnamese retaurant. (I've also ordered something different for a main dish ea. time I've been there. It's a part of my try something new trend.) And it's delicious! It's got a light, buttery taste and a beautiful green color. Bubble tea, incase you didn't know, is like a fruit smoothie with tapioca "bubbles" in it as well. I've had strawberry and mango as well. I'm addicted to it.

Moon, music, drive and coffee

Now..... the sort of blogging I've been wanting to do!

I was driving home from dance class the other night, and mind you, I felt pretty insecure at class. I was having one of those days. I hadn't worn a warm enough coat and had done some walking later, so I was in a little bit of a mood. But on the way home, I had one of "those" moments. You know? Those moments where you relax, and your view on the world shifts into an entirely more optimistic focus? Yeah, one of those moments. Anyway, the moon was so beautiful. A light golden yellow 3/4 moon that highlit the edges of the large billowy clouds, turning the edges a light blue against the darkest of midnight blue sky. I had a nice cup of coffee and some beautiful arabic music playing, and it was one of those moments you just want to grab hold of and keep. Writing about it helps me recapture it. I didn't have a camera with at that time, but maybe I can capture the scene in clay, or paint.......

Blogs and blogging, I just don't get it

So I'm finally into the blogging craze. Actually I'm feeling a little "mixed" about it right now. Even though I started a blog of sorts on the earliest editions of my webpage (basically all it was a journal of what I'd been up to for friends to read, typed out in html)...... at the same time I've never really gotten the point of blogging, though I do enjoy reading some blogs. I felt that for me to write a blog would be presumptious. I mean who would want to read about my thoughts on the newest commerical for Geico? Or who wants to read about how I haven't dug out my winter clothes yet even though it's cold here? (People seem to blog their opinions about the simplest of things like that.) On the other hand, I like to write, and writing clears my head. Perhaps all of that doubt was ocd anyways.

First post

You know something? In my about me section I forgot to put perfectionist. That's what's been keeping me from writing this first post anyways. What do I write about, and how do I make it interesting? Well technically that's what I should be learning in school right now, as I'm in an English class. Anyways I decided to stop procrastinating and do this! Another thing I probablly should have mentioned is that I'm also obsessive compulsive. I have another blog where I've been writing about my ocd stuff. (If you're curious look under the blogs I'm following and look for "ocd support group") Anyway, those postings go easily, way easy. It's simple to pick a topic, say something like "less washing" and write about it. New topic? Simple! New post. Here the distinction is less. I don't know what my main goal of having a blog is, anyway. I know that it clears my head to write. So who knows? Maybe this will be my little spot to rant away on my keyboard.