I'm trying out this whole moisturizing thing this month as well. So far, I am in LOVE with the smell of cocoa butter and this big ole bottle was a little over $2. The Aveeno facial moisturizer was, uh, zu teuer, but I think it is helping and I haven't even had weird allergic reactions or anything. Who knew?
Its been that kind of weekend. Some fun was had with a round of Never Have I Ever, but other than that, its been a blur of editing, writing, and more editing. Oh, and some Moby Dick. Always some more Moby Dick.
The current show in the gallery makes me want to touch it so bad. A sign of good art perhaps? P.S. Please pray/send good thoughts to the families of the Ft. Hood soldiers. Its such an awful tragedy and it is, sadly, only beginning for many families.
Well, this week Hawthorne is my boyfriend anyways. We just finished up a selection of short stories and, of course, the Scarlet Letter in my American Lit I class. I'm writing a paper over "The Birthmark" right now; only 357 words to go! It is nice revisiting Hawthorne. I enjoy his themes of sin and redemption, and could that boy ever use some color symbolism. However, I am too swamped to really enjoy anything this week. I have a major paper looming in two weeks, a 4 page paper for my advanced composition class, a psychology exam, AND my last creative writing assignment all due before Thanksgiving. It is crunch time and I am really looking forward to picking up a book just because over Christmas break. I miss reading at my own pace like a fat kid misses a cliche baked good.
I developed a deep love for Cranberry Grape juice a long time ago when my kidneys were mad at me. Since then, I have explored my love, branching out to the AH-mazing Naked juices. However, no Naked juice is to be found out in the wild here, so I go back to my past love of Cranberry Grape. However, when I read the label, my heart breaks. For one thing, the first juice listed is apple. Even worse, before we even get to the juices, there's water and sweeteners, like high fructose corn syrup. Now, I really love this juice, don't get me wrong, but I don't thing it loves me back. Is it really so much to ask for healthy juice available in a vending machine?
Well, I made it in to the English honors society, the oldest honors society on campus. I am super proud of myself, not going to lie. However, being an English major has its negatives, like not having ANY time to work on NaNoWriMo. Instead, I am going to try really hard to blog every day this month. I don't promise it to be deep thoughts, but maybe it will be fun. Wish me luck! (I'm going to need it...)