Monthly Archives: January 2015

Nail post

Congratulations to you wonderful person who decided to read my blog and also is either the most brilliant one day old baby, happen to live anywhere other than the east coast or managed to live through the blizzard, it was real for New England. We got snow I don’t have a good idea of how much but it canceled 2 days of class which gave me time to hang with the gorham groupies and do a bit of school work and gt a couple more state capitals to stick in my head. I can’t believe it’s already time for nail art. You would think I would have done more nail art with the sowed in factor and the end of winter break but I just didn’t. Unrelated, when I was doing 2 posts a week it was less of a drain but right now having to post the nail art feels like it’s restricting me from my personal expression I will continue doing it and I hate how much I have changed first the day of the week then adding then dropping post scheduling. My sincere apologizes.

Nail art, welcome to 2015


2015the quality is awful on this one but it was 2015 in Rhine stones

tribeThis is one of my all time favorites

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3 colTape for the precision!

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and what i have now is a discrete I can’t stand what my job does to my nails but I need the work to keep my iphone running and be able to purchase things like access codes and text books and have fun.

I will keep you posted but I may be doing something new this weekend so that is much exciting.


This bonus post is so called for in my opinion this was the most momentous day of the week. I woke up in the morning and read some of the journalism chapter, I can tell I will enjoy his class. Then had a huge breakfast with the groupies and Vanessa. I got a new keyboard and (you guessed it) the shift keys work. Sadly there is no back light but because of that I didn’t have to pay for this one when I get what I want I will pay for the part. (lets hope soon I miss the light up keys but do not want to pay more than like $30 for it. The computer is being a bit fussy recently.)

Then I spent a few hours doing home work stuff reading and what not I felt like I could accomplish so much more with out quidditch practice but I feel like I will miss quidditch pretty soon but I can’t have my cake and eat it too.

I got two slices of pizza for the price of one because the pizzeria was closing then I saw a friend at the bus hub so I didn’t have to be all anti social on the bus over to providence, I used the iphone app for directions but ended up asking the people in dunkin and a family on the way but I made it to the venue on time.

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I had seen the band (or should I say Jake) like 3 years ago in NY but this just came up and it was super cool that even though I had to go alone in this crap weather I am glad I did.

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I got to hang with the band

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and this was not cropped or zoomed in I was like on top of the stage.

Then I got a ride home from a women I work with in dining services because her son was the bass player for a different band. It was all so cool I want to write a short story about the scene but I can’t make any promises that I will.

Here is a link to one of the bands songs 

Thoughts on Jennifer’s Body

So first off my apologizes for the typos it’s rather late like I have 30 minutes to get this done on Thursday night and I still do not have working shift keys. this week has been short academically but i have had one class of everything except for the film class i am taking this semester. alone they would not be too difficult but together the 19 credits will be challenging and a metric ton of work. I already have so much hw and it’s only day 2. I am avoiding people that will get me worked up because i do not have time for that in my life now or much of ever. I refuse to give shout outs to that. If you know or remember my suit mate and previous roommate Abbie I request to hold her in the light she is going through things that are not mine to publicly share but i think sending her positive energy would be beneficial. I have to say that living in a single is not really my style I miss having someone to come home to it’s kind of crushing my spirits.

My sorority stuff is starting up and that is pretty cool. As an unrelated thing I have decided to memorize the states and capitals this semester so wish me luck on that.

This weeks though has to do with Jennifer’s Body the 2009 Megan Fox movie but also all really bad movies that someone loves. this happens to be one of my movies, growing up i had something of a celebrity girl crush on Megan Fox. I watched it with Abbie and Justin D. this weekend and we realized that it was not what most people would call a good movie but to a younger movie this was the best thing ever. with it’s crazy lines like ‘let’s play hello titty with the bartender’, ‘what’s up monastat; and ‘nice insult Hannah Montana got any other harsh digs.’ but pretty much everything Megan Fox says is ridiculous.

I have something of a conspiracy theory that this movie was a children’s story and then  his or her father produced it after adding more sex and aimless killing which explains some of the line that sound like a child would say and out of place when spoken by adult actors.

The movie had a 16 million dollar budget and made 31 million so nearly doubled it’s budget. the only reason it sold was the casting of Megan but regardless I am proud to own this fine movie.

Because it is almost midnight i will stop writing and add a link that sums up the rest of what i want to say thank you buzz feed. I hope to go back and fix this up when my keyboard if fixed tomorrow.


Collin and Jade chap 6

MY shift keys still do not work and because I really do not want to capitalize everything with the cap lock and avoid questions here is a collin and jade chapter.

Chapter 6 Collin

I’m walking home with Brandon and Chris; I have nothing to tell them so I am just listening to their conversation. But my mind is busy and so I am not even being a very good listener. Brandon is discussing a plan for Halloween this year but I really could not care less. I was planning to be a nerd for the school day and then be a chick for the night. That’s what I did last year and it was pretty funny. I painted my nails pink stuffed one of my mom’s bras with oranges and borrowed an old outfit of hers. I looked like a slutty drag queen and I had a good night going door to door collecting candy with Brandon and Chris.

I live only a block and a half away from school so I can see my house already. If I wanted to I could go home for lunch but I try not to. If my mom sees me she will smother me and that would take far too much time out of my lunch hour. I live in a newly renovated home in Tariffville Village, Simsbury, Connecticut. It is the same size as most of my neighbors in our cookie cutter condos, but don’t get me wrong it is a very nice house. We painted it a light brown last fall with white shutters. There are solar panels on the gray slanted roof and a full two car parking garage. It was interiorly redone but the outside is as generic as everyone else but what’s on the inside is what really matters. We have one and a half bathrooms that have beautiful mosaic tiles that fit together into flowers. I got to choose what color to paint my room and I decided to make it two toned it’s a light blue on the two walls that are seen when you look into the room while passing it in the hallway but then dark blue on the other two sides. I set up the constellations on the celling which is white. I love that the stars glow in the dark, I feel so much closer to the universe being engulfed in the light and the dark of the sky with the twinkling stars watching me while I sleep.

`“See you guys tomorrow.” I don’t even listen to hear if I was intruding on one of them talking. I am in my own world as I cut across the yard and mindlessly pull my key from my backpack. I unlock the white door in a smooth motion and shout out. “Hey mom, I’m home.”

“I am in the kitchen baby, come give your mama a hug and a kiss.” I can’t see her from where I am in the hall but I can clearly imagine her waving her arms around spatula in hand.

“What’s for dinner?” I give her a hug and she gives me a kiss on the cheek.  Mom normally does not start dinner until later. And I know she is in full on cooking mode because she has on her kiss the chef apron and the kitchen is a complete mess. My mom has always been that kind of person who insists that she finds organization under the clutter.

“I am trying something new, it’s a surprise though, and I hope you have an appetite. It should be good. I have spent most of the day looking up recipes in the computer room and working in the kitchen.”

“Mom is there a special occasion I am forgetting about?” I know it’s not a birthday but there could be an anniversary and I would feel really bad for forgetting it, I only have one set of parents I should be able to remember when they got married and get them a mug or something; they do so much for me.

“Well yes darling it’s an important day for your father; he has a huge project that may determine whether or not he gets the promotion.”  Mom does not work a conventional job; she actually did most of the artistic renovations on the house. She painted, and tiled for months until all of those renovations were complete. Now for lack of work she tends to the garden and is dabbling in cooking. We have a beautiful lawn and I am afraid that I will put on a few pounds as her meals become more gourmets.

“I hope he gets it then.” I say going to the cabinet to get a glass for my after school juice break.

“I am torn, it would be nice to have more money but the promotion may mean we have less time with him.” She whips the ingredients in the bowl a bit hardernow.

That is a good point I hadn’t really considered it that way. I see him rarely enough already just dinner and the weekends. So much of the time when he is around he is not really here. Mom used to tell me that it was okay because he worked very hard so I should just give him his space. But now that I am older the same thing applies yet I feel less sympathetic than before. Everyone is busy that does not mean that we can always go around demanding to be left alone. I don’t really understand what my mom saw in my dad he doesn’t seem like the type of person who she’d want to grow old with. I am an only child because my parents had a hard time having kids at all so I was somewhat of a miracle. It’s probably good for her sake that I am the only child she has to raise, if she had to balance another child she would have to lose a lot of her hobbies and those seem to be what she lives for.

“I am going to go up to my room and start chipping away at Mt. homework, call me down for this special dinner of yours.” I think about telling her about my day but decide against it because she will inevitably ask me during dinner so dad can hear the story too. That way he can feel involved in my life even though I know he’s not. I feel like my father knows nothing about me. That is the way things work out for some kids, they have a father that is financially supporting and physically around you but not there for you on a deeper level. If I talked to a shrink they would most likely tell me I have a daddy complex but I have not gone through any of that so it’s all just theories in my head.

“You have some time. Take the cranberry juice and go work, leave me to the kitchen and I will get you when it’s ready.”

“Thanks mom.”

“Collin dinner’s ready.”

I leave my math text book open on my desk. I will have to return to that after dinner. I had so much homework and the time to do it seems to be slipping away too quickly. I am now realizing how hungry I am so it’s good that the food is ready. I can’t tell what it is exactly but I think I smell bacon.

I get to tell mom and dad about my day even though it seems fairly uneventful compared to what dad’s day should have been like. Just as expected dad just nods occasionally with no real contributing to the conversation. If he were to listen and to know me I am not sure he would be all that supportive of my possible athletic streak. It may not be what I had planned to do but maybe I can make him proud of me for once. Or at least get him to notice that I am doing something that is beneficial to my wellbeing. Right now it feels like he can’t even see what is going on around him or hear what I am saying. The worst part is that after mom slaved over the oven all day to cook such a wonderful meal of feta cheese and bacon stuffed chicken breast (which is delicious) he does not even mention any part of it. At this point in my life I hope to have none of my father’s negative traits because he is not the kind of person I want to be.

“Mom you really out did yourself tonight I hope everyone at the table realizes that.” I semi subtly bring up that dad should be praising his wife and her cooking.

“It’s really not that hard thanks to online recipes but thank you for noticing, it means a lot Collin. I thought it would be nice to do something new, it sounds like there may be a lot of new things in store for the family.” My mom says it cryptically but I feel like it is just her way of asking if dad got the promotion.

“Betty I got the promotion if you must know but I really do not like the way you two talk about me behind my back. If I want to tell you something I will in my own sweet time, don’t push me.” Dad seems really angry. He puts down his silverware and excuses himself from the dinner table.

“May I be excused?” I stand up before getting an answer.

“Collin, please sit down.” My mother says in a very assertive tone so I do as I am told. “You should not upset your father he had a long day and just needs his space. Though I should have known better than to pry, this is not all your fault. We are both liable for his outburst. Just because he stormed off does not mean you should follow him.”

“I wasn’t going to follow him; I was going to get back to homework. I thought dinner was pretty much over.” That is about eighty percent true, there was a small part of me that considered following my dad but then common sense kicked in and I decided against it.

“In that case you may be excused, just clear your plate first.”

“Can do mom.” I scrape the small amount of leftovers into the trash and put my plate in the dishwasher. There seems to be more food than we actually would eat. I dip my head into the dining room “Mom did you have plans for the left overs?”

“No, I had to make what the recipe called for so there is an extra serving that will probably go to waste.” Her voice is shaky like she is holding back tears.

“Can I wrap it up for my lunch tomorrow?” I am just trying to be helpful and score some more than my fair share of her cooking.

Mom nods and gives takes a big breath in, I can hear the conjestion in her nose being faught against. “If you want to go right ahead but please do it quickly I would like some alone time in the kitchen.”

“Alright mom I will be out quick as a jaguar.” I don’t even care that my expression is not a real one. Mom needs her space I can tell because she communicated it to me and has a reason to be upset. It’s a good thing that she has calming hobbies because otherwise I don’t know if she would be able to stay in the marriage the way it is.  I think she is going to bake something sweet. That will be a nice way to accompany my very fancy Friday lunch. Tomorrow will need to go better than today not really for my sake but for my parent’s. “The kitchen is all yours now mom.” I go up to my room for then night and do not hear either of them say a word.


Buying Books

Nothing about me right now just the thoughts post this week.

For Christmas I received among other things a gift card to Barns and Noble. I went to the book store and found myself not looking for books I needed to own in my collection but rather yet the books that I already own drew my attention to me. I noticed all the books I received for free at book con now for sale and I also saw the books I had already read of the ends of series I had started a while ago but never finished because it was taking too long for the next book to be released. I noticed the books that I had heard about and wanted to check out of the library and I left the store with a croissant and no books. What does that go to show that I have no attention span? No because I still do read books for fun

Does it mean that I have no desire for owning things? Not quite but that answer is closer and would open up a whole different can of worms if we want to go into ownership and waste.

But truthfully I do not have an answer what does this mean a girl who reads and enjoys it and writes and enjoys that does not really buy books.

Where do you stand on the buying of the books, it is not that I have a nook or kindle but if I did I would then get to the point of not wanting to pay for books and that may be the problem for me at least. Dollar per hour of entertainment a book is a very good investment yet I would prefer to be cheap and borrow books rather than own them   because borrowing something for hours of fun is a free version of buying the same thing and may reduce my global impact even if only by a small amount.


all my hard work paid off and I am featured on the URI website homepage so yay me!

100 posts later

Can you believe it 2015 the time of the “future”. This is post #100 which is so crazy, to think that a little over a year ago I put up my first post ever and now I am in the triple digest; the place that I will be for pretty much the rest of the time I do this (I do not know if I will ever get to the thousands, at this rate it would be about 9 years from now but who know I can’t figure out what will happen next weekend leave alone nine years from now). I am currently suffering from the over optimistic views of my facebook friends that I do not really know in person. I spend most of the year extremely forgiving and up beat and walk around with an overall optimistic out view even when the world makes it hard to do that. For that reason I can not deal with seeing all these internet people that claim to be my “friends”  posting about how they will do better and how great things are or are going to be. If you have been reading it’s clear to see that I did not have the best year and yet I keep trucking.

For now I have to say that due to the fact that I have not been doing much writing and my NaNo is in absolutely no shape to be published even to here (It’s basically a few chapters followed by blog posts that were published in November and then about 10000 words of me ranting about the people who left me last semester.)

This year is filled with the same promise that every new day has, I have the goals I set on the last post to work on but I think as much of a cop out as it is that I need to be more resolute this year so solve a problem when it arises do not wait around for a reason to fix things just fix things.

I would make a raffle or something to celebrate this monumental 100th post thing but instead I think I will just cut back to once a week posting for a while I need to spend some time writing so I will have something to present to you guys.

Happy New Year.

iphone3 061iphone3 062This year is going to sparkle!