Thursday, March 18, 2010

Earring Prospects for my outfit for the Wedding

Last weekend when J and I went to Tyson's (to help him find the last few things to complete his suit) I went into this really neat little Japanese-owned jewelry store. The stuff was all pretty reasonably priced but disguised to look like it cost more. I was able to find a couple of cute bracelets that I liked in a yellow that I think matches my shoes for the wedding dress, so I snatched them up! (I'll post a picture of them later!)

But now I am stuck with trying to figure out if I really like the shoes I bought for the wedding and how long I will be able to stand BEING in them for a long period of time (especially since I will be helping before and after the ceremony). I hate that I have to think like this when it comes to shoes. I absolutely love clothes shopping and could go on and on and on...but when it comes to my shoes, I get easily depressed because I am so limited due to the cerebral palsy and the offset in my gait.

I also still need to find a pair of earrings. Yellow, of course, to fit my color scheme, but maybe just a little bit off? I want them to be dressy enough to wear to a wedding, but not too much that I couldn't wear them again. I just found a bunch of Anthropologie's website that I totally adore...what do you think?

Monday, March 15, 2010

Vivid Dreams

Ever since I can remember, I have always had vivid dreams. Dreams that were so real that I could have sworn that they had happened to me before and when I would mention this to my parents when I was younger and verbally capable of sharing my dreams with them, they would always say it was just a case of "deja vu". But as I have grown older, and my dreams have become more vivid, more sporadic, more radical and life-like, I have been having a hard time accepting that they are all just a part of "deja vu".

Because some of my dreams are of events that I have never experienced in my life, nor do I have any prior experience or knowledge to fall back on that could revert into my dream life. In my dreams I have been a young mother shielding her baby in an active warzone through a seemingly 1960s South Korea; I have been a driver in a vehicle on a drag at high velocity speeds but knowing there was something wrong with my vehicle and not having the capability of stopping it. I have been a lounge singer at a hotel bar, my black dress cascading along the grand piano as I sat next to the piano player, drinking a scotch on the rocks and singing my songs through the clouds of cigar smoke. I am not a singer. I have never been to a hotel bar before (save for the one in the middle of the Hilton in Stockholm) and I don't drink scotch. I don't know where these illusions of a life come from nor where they transform from in my real everyday life.

Last night I had the weirdest dream of all. I was at what seemed to be a college dorm. My college dorm. (I never dormed at college...but I dated plenty of people who did) There was a party that was going on in some kind of main hall or small conference room, I am not sure which and I am not sure that it mattered much. What I distinctly remember is that I was sitting next to my boyfriend, a boy about 20 years old who looked to be Chinese. He had semi-long hair and a soft smile and he seemed very kind. But the food that was at this party was such a wide array of cuisine. I remember distinctly that there was a soup that my boyfriend was encouraging me to try - it was a soup that had some kind of large piece of swine in it. I want to say that it was a huge pig's feet, but I realized that each person's bowl of soup had a totally different portion of the swine in it. It had a wretched smell and I remember being able to smell how terrible it was - something like a sour gym sock mixed with the worst cheese smell you can imagine. I also remember feeling the steam rise up from the pot and brush my face. I remember feeling that warmth against my cheeks. But what is even more disturbing about this dream is what happened next...

As my boyfriend is going down the potluck line (I am guessing it was a potluck line but something tells me that I am not far in my guess) he kept putting more and more random things on my plate. A pastry here, a mashed potato there, rice and some pilaf here. And all of a sudden I felt the  ground shake from underneath us. I was suddenly overcome with this sense of fear and wasn't sure why. I looked at him and I saw this grave look wash across his face. And in the next instant, I saw one of the other partygoers rush to the window and open the blinds and in the distance we could see a tornado coming our way. It was so vivid. I could see the graying of the skies, and I could see this massive tunnel of darkness whisping and luring so heavily in the distance, but it was moving faster and faster towards us. I turned to my dream boyfriend and asked him what we should do. He said to get down, to find somewhere safe to hide and something stable to hold onto.

Now this next part makes no logical sense. I remember watching through the window as I ducked underneath this table that was near one of the pillars in the room and saw the looming tornado heading straight towards me. I felt the ground shake and the movement of the building become more ominous and scarier as the tornado moved. I couldn't find my boyfriend at this point ... I could hear his voice and for some reason I knew he'd be safe, and that he had found a separate place to stay.

But so vividly, blog, I can't even stress to you. I saw the tornado RIP the building wall away. I felt the wind tug at me as it tried to pull me with it. I felt the rain that it brought shutter and drench my face and my clothes. I felt the leaves and the branches that it brought in its wake scrape and cut at my skin and my legs as they dangled helplessly against the force of the tornado's power.

And I gripped for my life onto that pillar, praying that it would be over soon and that I'd be safe. And just like that, before I knew it, I woke up.

Weird, huh?

Monday, March 8, 2010

The birds are chirping!!!

When I got to work this morning, I could hear the birds chirping outside the building and it made me smile. Whenever I feel the sunshine and hear birds chirping in the early morning it reminds me of when I was a little kid, waking up early every morning once spring started to inch its way past winter's remaining snow piles.

This is the beginning of spring and I cannot wait for it to begin! Day trips to go shopping in Georgetown or Tysons Corner. Trips to the Smithsonian for museum-hopping.

But I know that this means first, we must get through the "showers" part of the spring. And boy have I heard that we'll be getting our share of rain!! Hopefully it won't affect me too much - usually rain makes me super sleepy. =/

Something refreshing!

This is an amazing organization run by the Moore family. Dr. Andrew Moore, his mother and two of his brothers are continuing the tradition that his father set so many years before: to provide the community with quality healthcare.

Developed for the "working poor", Surgery on Sunday has helped over 1,500 patients and offers free healthcare and surgical procedures for those without health insurance or financial means to cover necessary medical expenses.

If you're interested, I strongly recommend everyone to look into aiding or donating to this organization! At a time where our economy is in a meltdown and trying to rebuild itself, there is no better way to help our fellow neighbor, friend, family and loved ones by establishing an access to the healthcare that everyone deserves to receive.

Friday, March 5, 2010

Casualties of War Art Exhibit

Just watched this video on CNN about a young artist from California named Emily Prince whose work is now being shown in an art gallery in London.

Not only is Prince's project profoundly breath-taking and touching, but the technique that she uses to approach each portrait is incredible.

Beginning in 2001, Emily Prince decided to create portraits of all of the U.S. casualties from the on-going wars in Afghanistan and Iraq. They are all done with black ink and she uses different shades of paper to represent their race.

I wish I could travel to London to see the exhibit. It looks amazing. But in the meantime, please check out Emily Prince's website.

A historical day in D.C.

I saw this on Disgrasian this morning and can I just say that I am positively elated!

It is so refreshing to know that our capital has now recognized same-sex marriages and that 171 couples were able to legally marry to their life partners Wednesday morning.

Even awesome-r? Newly wed couple #3 have to be the cutest Asian lesbian couple I have ever seen!! Gotta represent! Congratulations to all of the newlyweds!

Now I guess my dream of one day marrying Natalie Portman CAN become a reality. ;-)

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Stressed out to the max

Currently running on -2000 hours of sleep it feels like, but to be more realistic, I'll say 0 hours. Because that's how many hours of sleep I have had in the past 48 hours.

I am so worried about this exam tonight. I don't feel as confident as I should with the neurotransmitters. ACK! I wish I could skip to tomorrow or tonight even, when this exam is over and I have accepted my failure. *le sigh

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

When in doubt, this is what Wendy's would like you to do.

"Do what tastes right."

I assuming this means that if it doesn't look right, Wendy's would still say "Go for it". And if it didn't smell right, well, maybe it's just slightly wrong. But the REAL testament to righteousness is if it tastes right. OF COURSE!

How wrong would THAT be?

I can just see now a bouncer outside of a nightclub checking IDs at the door. A young girl hands him her ID and he waves it away with his hand.

"No, I don't need that...just give me a little taste," as he takes a lick of her arm.

"Yeah, no way, sweetheart. You taste about three months shy of being legal."

So remember, just do what TASTES right. If it doesn't taste right, then just say no.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

This weekend!!!!


Not only is it JOHNNY DEPP. Not only is it TIM BURTON. But it's also one of my favorite pieces of literature (right up there with To Kill A Mockingbird and The Catcher in the Rye). 

I have been anticipating this movie for TWO years!!!! I heard about it being leaked on a film blog two years and almost died of pure unadulterated excitement. Cannot --- I repeat, CANNOT wait to see this movie! 

What a way to end such a crappy week of testing. Not only do I think I failed miserably on my Health 101 exam, but I think I did TERRIBLE on my Chemistry 107 as well (which is even more heart wrenching since it's my third time taking the class) AND I got a 76% on my Psychology 101 exam that was ONLINE (which is a disgrace since I guess I could've looked up the correct answers had I had enough sense to do so). 

I am hoping that I can turn this rough beginning to a school year around. At least now I know what to expect with each teacher.