therapy in familiar habits.

Finals week can be defined in my life with one simple phrase, etched on several wall-hangings in the clearance section of Marshalls:

What do I do when I get stressed out?
Mostly, I bake. Sometimes I clean my room, do tons of laundry, rearrange rooms, paint things, rhinestone things, abuse my hot glue gun. I find an awful lot of solace in my simple little stress habits. As I see it, things could be a lot worse. I'm not drinking my feelings or falling into partying habits. Baking is delicious and usually makes me more than a few friends at work. Cleaning gives me the feeling of productivity. I can do that.

Anyway, finals will come, no matter how many red velvet cookies I crank out. Biomechanics is open-note, but it's not going to be pretty at all. Senior Seminar should be okay. Anthropology shouldn't be a problem either. I should probably start my paper for Men, Women and Society, but mehhhhh. I would rather run, bake, and clean, and christmas shop. It's technically supposed to be study days right now, but I spent all day in meetings. Staff meeting at work at 8:30. Career Services resume review at 12. Sport Psychology Club at 1. CLP one-on-one at 4. They're all fun, all a little productive.

3 Exams, 1 Paper, 8 Days and I'm home free!

The Christmas List.

 

Awwwh here it goes. How convenient, I linked all of the items!

The Keurig Single Serve Coffee Maker
I love coffee.
A lot.
I also love things that make my life more efficient.
This pretty much covers both bases.
Super practical, not to mention delicious.







Wii Karaoke Revolution: Glee
For all apparent reasons, I need it.
Mostly because the other Ellen needs it too.
I also would adore the Season 2 Soundtrack.
...or Season 1 DVD.

The George Foreman Grill.
I'm on a healthy [er] food kick,
I need me a grill.

Kenda Koncept Pink Road Tires
Kompletely Necessary.

Pink Leopard Saddle Bag,
perfect in every way.

Jon Hart ID Wallet
Just so cute and so functional.

awhhhh, here it goes.

Well, I figured since people frequently approach me about my occasionally witty statuses and comments and social commentaries, why not go big. I was trying to remember the last time I really diligently blogged, and that would be from 2004-2006 on my xanga page. I am so mortified about the deeply ridiculous things I said and wrote on that page I will not dare give anyone that URL, but here's a small snippet of my really complicated 15-year-old life.

And that would be why i'm just going to shut that bad boy down for good for the mutual benefit of society. I grew up a lot in five years and I don't think anybody really wants to see what a scene-ster hippie emo kid I was at 15. Really, it was unfortunate. Either way, I think with all of the stress and major life decisions being a college junior holds like whether or not to wear rain boots, thoughts need a stage.

I'm trying to schedule my next semester [three to go!], deal with the long-term emotional damage of senior seminar and biomechanics exams, come to a conclusion about my senior research, pay bills, muster up the confidence to cut off a lot of hair, take leadership in the triathlon club, qualify for the 2011 NY Marathon, hold on to friendships, hold down a steady job, and most of all trying to live life on the side. That would be the very short-hand version of what you will be seeing more of [or not] after reading this. My life is not exciting in any capacity, but maybe a little insight and a few visuals can get things going. 

In the spirit of full disclosure, let's go ahead and get the worst case scenario out of the way. 

I present myself in my 2005-2006 blogging days.

I played 8 years of volleyball before they decided I was to short to do so.

I make cool faces, given the opportunity.

I'm a big fan of the summer camp scene.

Right in the middle of prime scenester stage. My spoon was too big.

That is all.