tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69625784477462973142024-03-05T02:53:57.929-05:00Malapananka's BlogMalapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-516789585938377572011-03-27T11:52:00.004-04:002011-04-10T22:30:45.300-04:00Cameron TimeI visited Cameroonie recently in Durham. I heart her. We had her ear pierced and dyed her hair red and watched the emperors new groove. The only (literal) damper was the serious amounts of rain that threatened to destroy my hair that Cameron curled for me. <br />Also, her hair dyed a couple shades of red because she had blonde hair, dyed dark brown hair, and some of her natural roots. Luckily, she and I still agreed it looked good.<br /><br /><br /><br />No pictures this time, unfortunately.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-20280111251283399492011-03-27T11:52:00.003-04:002011-04-05T15:18:31.716-04:00New Job!Woohoo! New retail job at R! I be making money soon!!! Also, I am not allowed to divulge where I work, apparently.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-54196492882506716222011-03-19T20:54:00.001-04:002011-03-19T20:54:57.828-04:00And here is my poem from 12th gradeBut oh!, she looked my way as our eyes met,<br />And her attempted smile did speak to me<br />And lo', a saddened face hardly a threat<br />Filled with a world of dreams never to be.<br /><br />Alas, my dearest sister forgotten once,<br />Verte moss and twigs did occupy her hair<br />So much was said among the silence<br />Such small webbed limbs; a child unaware.<br /><br />Yet all the while did her familiar face<br />Suggest I understood this forest elf<br />Her eyes echoed of a distinctive place<br />Capture! I raised my lens, she saw herself.<br /><br />Startled, she stared at me her eyes ablaze<br />And then alone was I among the haze.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-80347282129182470912011-03-19T20:49:00.000-04:002011-03-19T20:50:24.707-04:00I love this poem: written in 1932 by Mary Elizabeth FryeDo not stand at my grave and weep,<br /> I am not there, I do not sleep.<br /> I am in a thousand winds that blow,<br /> I am the softly falling snow.<br /> I am the gentle showers of rain,<br /> I am the fields of ripening grain.<br /> I am in the morning hush,<br /> I am in the graceful rush<br /> Of beautiful birds in circling flight,<br /> I am the starshine of the night.<br /> I am in the flowers that bloom,<br /> I am in a quiet room.<br /> I am in the birds that sing,<br /> I am in each lovely thing.<br /> Do not stand at my grave bereft<br /> I am not there. I have not left.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-57643726583333616512011-03-19T17:04:00.006-04:002011-03-19T20:52:26.695-04:00So Long Organic Chemistry...(For now)Well I am officially withdrawn from Organic Chemistry at UNCC. The course was stressing me out way too much. Hopefully I can take it at CPCC during the summer.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-50815275495553517872011-03-19T17:04:00.005-04:002011-03-19T20:51:31.731-04:00Is anyone hiring?I'm looking for a job in the North Carolina area. Anyone?Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-82544272041628167752011-03-19T17:03:00.001-04:002011-04-10T22:34:28.095-04:00Spring BreakSpent the first half with my family and the second half with Nick. Would have been pretty great except I believe I had a lot of hw. I hate when I finally have time to make a post on my blog and I don't remember any details...whoopsMalapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-14165899444017812152011-02-18T20:55:00.001-05:002011-04-10T22:33:00.322-04:00Dinner with Lan and Carl and the Golden GlobesWent to mac grill with Lan and Carlton. It was fun but I did not like my food :/ ...<br />Then we went to cookout and my apartment, and my milkshake was wayyy better than my food. Afterwards, we went back to my apt so that we could watch the golden globes. Chris Colfer won! And, unfortunately, there was a presenter nipslip. Ew Ew Ew EW.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-79353887142437871022011-02-05T15:32:00.003-05:002011-02-05T15:38:15.747-05:00Seeing RedI have wanted to see what I would look like as a redhead for forever. Finally, The summer after my sophmore year of college I got up the courage to have my hair dyed. My hair stylist talked me out of it because the sun's rays would make me brassy. She instead dyed my hair blonde. And I loved it! I was blonde for six months (June 2010-December 2010)!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7DubMq9a6jNszEcbW2ws7GOxhahhMB_7BP0rRKepS2RB7M5lLuR7rRDsai9Zz21KOoo8AkuLB6pbj3fkU4zLSfTdCRIY0MCVKmgr8bqf4fZw91C4vqZkiAUyh3QHwRF-7HsGZXbvg3gs/s1600/Sarah%2527s++21st+B-day+001_crop.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7DubMq9a6jNszEcbW2ws7GOxhahhMB_7BP0rRKepS2RB7M5lLuR7rRDsai9Zz21KOoo8AkuLB6pbj3fkU4zLSfTdCRIY0MCVKmgr8bqf4fZw91C4vqZkiAUyh3QHwRF-7HsGZXbvg3gs/s200/Sarah%2527s++21st+B-day+001_crop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570306777266513362" /></a><br /><br />During this winter break, however, I finally got tired of my brown roots (because I'm no millionaire) and bought some store dye... red store dye. I was so nervous but just went for it. And I love it! So a new red blog for new red hair!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbx4YpfBQxTdOlSxBCx0ilmFRZJZbLft6XiyVnAtgoWmgrbq0eHUR6lAcUBSaIrLyVlqmD7LBjJQnqz0j73lt6UC9-VqdsY8idex2zsOM5oQthtN78tTNlwCtTFTUYdPkHgcoOEmzebDU/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbx4YpfBQxTdOlSxBCx0ilmFRZJZbLft6XiyVnAtgoWmgrbq0eHUR6lAcUBSaIrLyVlqmD7LBjJQnqz0j73lt6UC9-VqdsY8idex2zsOM5oQthtN78tTNlwCtTFTUYdPkHgcoOEmzebDU/s200/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570307446911091362" /></a>Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-5886947802079449232011-01-08T15:21:00.002-05:002011-02-06T12:42:00.277-05:00True Grit, HP7, Black SwanTrue Grit- an amazing remake. saw the midnight premiere with joey and his roommate Taylor.<br /><br />HP7- saw it with alex stanley and leigh ann. best one so far.<br /><br />Black swan- really weird. saw with joey and cameron. was not expecting a thriller, although natalie portman won a golden globe for her main role.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-54767733821122479762011-01-08T15:20:00.002-05:002011-02-06T12:43:09.131-05:00Dear Friend, I miss youYou know who you are. I miss being friends. I can't wait until we can be friends again. I'll be waiting.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-3811612286333117782011-01-08T15:16:00.004-05:002011-02-06T12:45:43.902-05:00Mexican FoodAte at Fiesta Maya with Becky Her. Great Mexican place in Charlotte! Had it for my 21st birthday. So this is the second time I have eaten there, and it is by far the best mexican food I've had in years. Fantastic.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-35562747030154357282011-01-08T15:16:00.003-05:002011-01-08T15:20:30.115-05:00Surgeries 7....and 8?I am having a 7th surgery. However, it was an optional surgery. I could have had the procedure under just some pain med assortment, but my doctor was worried I would metabolize the meds too fast and be uncomfortable during the procedure. I agree. So it is technically an official surgery.<br /><br />My 8th possible surgery is exploratory to find the source of some pain I've been having. For the meantime, it will be postponed probably at least a year unless my pain is unmanageable. Hopefully the 7th surgery may explain some of the pain.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-48608333928611336842011-01-08T15:15:00.003-05:002011-02-06T12:54:37.331-05:00Spring 2011 ClassesPhysics: interesting enough class but I'm so ready to be done with school by the time it rolls around<br /><br />Physics Lab: every other week I don't have to physically go to class. it's awesome because it's at 8am<br /><br />Organic Chemistry: hard class, nice professor. I HATEEEEE chemistry. hope I pass.<br /><br />LBST Good and Evil: so much work for a general education course. I will get an A though.<br /><br />French II: 8am, so tired, can barely answer questions in class. it sucks though because I'm actually amazing at this subject but my teacher doesn't know it. yet.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-63253185401081691602011-01-08T15:14:00.009-05:002011-04-10T22:37:25.048-04:0021st BirthdayNick attempted to surprise me with my friends showing up to the party but unfortunately none of them could make it. He bought me footie pajamas that are pink with little dog faces on my feet. He also made me a strawberry cake with chocolate chips and fudge icing :) He spoils me. Oh, and he showed up with mikes hard cranberry lemonade...It is my 21st birthday, after all. We also went bowling again.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz9_l_laV4M9-fvxGi35EkBUptlkCrI021I4gMyH9PJ2olPQS9_oHRydFMhd9Dj3u1FMm8k0q_KXASWj7cL0_bf9KPOgQsmhfwE-jH24pzCIWOQuG5S6HSQ_JqpckVvk-fEk4IRoivBfg/s1600/SANY0599.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz9_l_laV4M9-fvxGi35EkBUptlkCrI021I4gMyH9PJ2olPQS9_oHRydFMhd9Dj3u1FMm8k0q_KXASWj7cL0_bf9KPOgQsmhfwE-jH24pzCIWOQuG5S6HSQ_JqpckVvk-fEk4IRoivBfg/s200/SANY0599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581182530964208258" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkgCkxaRndVNVZ8eNc0uSnr-7CxZQkD-giWbDbRFYbaBHmst4yI-mNYajbtg73L2SZ7NHQP9nsvT8gSEZpo7rqC3JZDOCKqzRSK1IlzB0cpNQ9IQPSRR8HzvwTGNJLSxhkD2SeSVyl2Bo/s1600/SANY0592.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkgCkxaRndVNVZ8eNc0uSnr-7CxZQkD-giWbDbRFYbaBHmst4yI-mNYajbtg73L2SZ7NHQP9nsvT8gSEZpo7rqC3JZDOCKqzRSK1IlzB0cpNQ9IQPSRR8HzvwTGNJLSxhkD2SeSVyl2Bo/s200/SANY0592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581183045467800322" /></a><br /><br />My parents showed up with an oreo ice cream cake and the Just Dance wii game. We had fun playing against each other (me, mom, brother, and Nick) while my dad filmed it.<br /><br />AND they brought Jasper to visit me! Although he was a bit depressed/confused as to why he got in a car and didn't end up in the mountains.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhav5Uk3IqYl4CGbfX4DqcBmebEBGLQF4VJWZeKq8KrtDm5P1xu1x1hd2wjyUYMEY616uutQ8WDqnvCnD6TdBdvT4rUDNJYuGzM3ojt1c7HIk0MO9wB7Any-0nZCjZVz7WS_PNCOz-F8bE/s1600/SANY0602.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhav5Uk3IqYl4CGbfX4DqcBmebEBGLQF4VJWZeKq8KrtDm5P1xu1x1hd2wjyUYMEY616uutQ8WDqnvCnD6TdBdvT4rUDNJYuGzM3ojt1c7HIk0MO9wB7Any-0nZCjZVz7WS_PNCOz-F8bE/s200/SANY0602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581183410045528930" /></a><br /><br />AND we went to a mexican restaurant where I got the speedy gonzala and a mango margarita (which I couldn't finish because it was ridiculously strong)!! I really liked the mexican restaurant and I have been craving good mexican for a while. Nick and I, therefore, decided to go there again together.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-24280052406054009772011-01-08T15:14:00.008-05:002011-04-10T22:36:42.106-04:00New Years/ Cold from HellI don't remember what happened! Grrrr, I hate forgetting. Maybe I spent new years at my house and Nick was there... Except that I had a terrible cold that last two-thirds of a month. Literally. Worst cold/flu/sinus/bronchitis of my life!Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-44076375676466998442010-10-01T21:42:00.002-04:002011-04-10T22:38:48.696-04:00Lan Leah VisitThey both spent the night at my apartment and it was AWESOME! I must visit them soon... We spent some time at walmart and baskin robbins. Yay!Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-65473974540158981012010-09-19T12:08:00.007-04:002011-02-06T12:58:41.389-05:00Fall 2010 ClassesVisual Arts: Dr. Love. That's right folks, my professor's name is Dr. Love. Nice guy. Class got boring after a while.<br /><br />War History: Nice enough teacher. wonderful subject. lots of time devoted to studying the notes. <br /><br />Ethics: Ms. Ritterskamp<br /><br />French I: Dr. Vance is actually from France. She loves me as a student and I love her as a teacher. Class is a breeze.<br /><br />Finally! In my entire college career I have finally reached a semester of straight A's!!!Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-18754263034648854252010-09-19T12:08:00.004-04:002010-10-01T21:15:41.232-04:00Nurse Aide ClassSo I started my nurse aide I classes September 13 (Monday). The class in monday through thursday(6:00pm-10:30pm) and saturday clinicals(8am-4:30pm). So far the class is okay. But it was $500 + $50 in white scrubs, white shoes, and white underwear(to not show through my white scrub bottoms). Yikes. Plus $101 at the end of the class for the nurse aide state exam to get on the registry. There are 13 girls besides me and its crazy how few of them are going to eventually become nurses...I just never even considered that people would become a nurse aide as their full time job. Power to them, but that's just not for me. Anyway, one would think with all of the white that we would be doing clinicals at a hospital in an OR setting or something, but alas we are at an assisted living home. However, I silently cheer girls that prefer the living home to the hospital, because, let's face it, less job competition for me. Also, I think it's really admirable that some of them are willing to do what I'm not (at least in the sense of permanently). <br />Anyway, we just finished week 3 with two weeks to go and I'm so excited to have a job. And of course an excuse to buy scrubs.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-83206428613336866402010-08-24T22:50:00.007-04:002010-10-01T21:41:30.947-04:00Florida/ Kennedy Space Center/ Disney WorldSo, I spent around a week with my boyfriend in Florida. But not just anywhere in Florida, DISNEY WORLD!!! Can I just say I'm getting married there? Okay, thank you. I digress.<br /><br />It is basically the most awesome theme park to go to if you're a fan of Disney movies. I mean, clearly there's no competition, but it just let's you be a kid again: you get to meet Disney characters, ride some fun rides, view Disney shows, see really cool architecture to replicate Disney pubs and castles, and end it all with a wonderful parade and fireworks display. I may or may not be salivating. It's just...Wonderful.<br />*I will add more when I get the copies of Disney pics that Nick's mom took.<br /><br />Technically, Nick and I took an 8 hour car ride to Nick's Grandfather's house first. It was the most stereotypical old person home in florida Ever. It had antiques, was in a neighborhood community of old people, had a golf course, the neighborhood was full of all one story houses...it was Stepford for Grandparents. IT WAS AWESOME. Granted, my antique of choice is not clocks, but it was such a quaint little place. Also, I saw a lizard and a turtle. And Nick's Grampa was very accomodating and very pleasant. I only hope I will be invited back next summer.<br /><br />After we visited with Nick's Grampa, we went to Kennedy Space Center. It was very interesting with the amount of shuttle pictures and information...but it was Very Hot. Sweltering Sahara Hot. I bout keeled over. So, for Disney I knew that I was going to have to pour water all over myself to be comfortable...which explains my horrible photos when I get them. <br /><br />After we spent a day at Kennedy Space Center, but before the day at Disney, Nick's family and I went to a beach. It was a very nice beach...maybe Clearwater?? We spent about four hours there and Nick and I spent almost the whole time in the ocean. Anyone who knows me knows how much of a feat that is...but Nick is helping me et used to the ocean.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-51116805825387353602010-07-11T08:54:00.003-04:002010-07-11T09:04:27.034-04:00Shout-Out to my HomiesLeaving Raleigh has made me realize that I made very few (lasting) college friends while attending NCSU. (stephanie briggs, tony dawson, nick palmer) This kind of saddens me, but at the same time I also rarely have time for a lot of friends that I know would be closer to me if I had time to keep in touch with everyone (Caitlin Harrell, Leah Weatherman, Shawn Pollard, Shelly Dobosy, among many many others). I think about you all more often than you realize.<br /><br />So, this blog entry is a shout-out to those who have wavered but never strayed from my life. I love you all!<br /><br />*Disclaimer: when the author uses the word 'love', she means in strictly a platonic sense and does not wish to imply that she would have your babies.*<br /><br />Ashley Gore<br />Hope Weiser <br />Leigh Ann (Lan/lay aNn) Thompson<br />Joey Peller<br />Cameron Lambe<br />Sarah Hinson<br /><br />and definitely others I have forgotten that I will be cursing at myself later for having forgotten them...Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-57849877681248644382010-07-11T08:51:00.002-04:002010-07-11T08:53:45.911-04:00FYITo those of you reading my blog on the occasion, I should let you know it does NOT update in order. I have blog entries that I saved but haven't gotten around to finishing, so when they are finished they are posted in the month that I originally started them in. So, if you see the month of April increasing in blogs, but not the month of July, now you know why.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-77044694662406874642010-07-11T08:40:00.004-04:002010-07-11T09:18:04.123-04:00Ode to Crappy Apartment I Will Soon Be LeavingI loveth you.<br />I hateth you.<br />For where would I be without your<br />Roomy one bedroom,<br />and your broken sink faucet that dost glisten so?<br />Your wonderful refrigerator,<br />and your paper thin walls.<br /><br />But, Hark!<br />There goeth the last<br />earwig I will ever run from.<br />Let us hope that your<br />loudly ghetto neighbors do not follow<br />me.<br />Fear not! I will be waiting with<br />the clorox wipes and ear plugs.<br /><br />Alas, I shall miss you my first<br />apartment. I have the fondest memories<br />of wearing coats in you during the wintertimes<br />whilst taking cold showers to cool off in yon summer<br />days. I will miss thee.<br /><br />For, you were my first,<br />Made fun of, but never Forgotten.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-44061986483233021572010-07-11T08:22:00.002-04:002010-07-11T08:36:41.903-04:00CamLambe's Cartilage**Warning, this is not a word-for-word reenactment**<br /><br /><br />Cameron: "Will you go with me to get my cartilage pierced?"<br /><br />Sarah: Me, being out of touch with what the young-uns are up to nowadays, replies "Huh?" I jest, she's three months younger than me. But seriously, I had no idea WHICH cartilage she was talking about...<br /><br />Cameron: "The top part of my ear."<br /><br />Me: "Oh okay, yeah, sure." <br /><br />Cameron: "Okay, but you'll have to hold my hand when it hurts."<br /><br />Me: "Fine, but you realize this will make it even harder to convince Joey/some other guys we know that we aren't a lesbian couple."<br /><br />So...this is probably a little bit of my fault and a little bit of hers, but every time me and Cameron hang out around others, we tend to fake a lesbian relationship. Don't ask me why. This is probably very offensive to all of my gay and bi friends, so I apologize in advance. However, let me clarify, we do NOT make out or anything, although many boys at Cameron's party try to convince us to anyway. We basically just put our arms around each other or something if we sit beside each other. Usually, no harm, no foul. Unfortunately, lately it has been hard to convince guys other than Adam(Cameron's man-candy) that we don't actually have feelings for each other. I'm sure the guys are only half-kidding with us about the whole relationship thing, but now the cam-relationship-thingy feels awkward when mentioned. So, I don't know where Cameron stands, but I've been attempting to back off from our relationship to calm down some of the hype. I, personally, never thought it would get to this. It feels like Cameron and I are celebrities hiding our love from the paparazzi, or something, which is just bizarre.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962578447746297314.post-46582009668563197332010-07-11T08:06:00.002-04:002010-07-11T08:20:38.316-04:00MovingNick and I are moving. Tuesday(7/13/2010), to be exact. It is chaotic here. I would not be surprised if Britney and Kevin and all of MTV showed up to make a television sequel in our living room. I mean, I'm probably hyperbolizing(which is, evidently, not a word). Whenever I have told people that I'm moving, or Nick and I are moving, they Always respond the same way. Allow me to demonstrate:<br /><br />Me: We're/I/mydog is/are moving.<br />Other person willing to listen to me: Oh no! I HATE moving!!<br /><br />To which I privately respond, what? excuse me, but what? How can you hate moving? They are YOUR things that you're moving, right? So you have no one to blame but yourself...<br /><br />I can sometimes be utterly and unabashedly wrong. When I envision moving, I think about how I can go through and organize and de-clutter my things. I, unlike many people, enjoy organizing and de-cluttering. So, I just don't really understand people that hate that. However, actual moving is Nothing, I emphasize Nothing, like organizing your closet or desk or whatever.<br /><br />Okay, well at first moving is enjoyable for me because I take my time and de-clutter something the size of my closet. But, not at all surprisingly, somehow it is two days before we have to move and I literally run around cramming s**t into whatever boxes I find. The apartment looks like I have backtracked with progress. How is that possible? I've spent three days of my life piling crap together! Luckily, Nick consistently reassures me with how much stuff we've gotten done. But...I'm not quite ready to believe him just yet. Maybe Tuesday I will.Malapanankahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06119704895992485266noreply@blogger.com1