Procrastination

Hello All, 

 

      HOw are you all today?  I hope all is well with you.  I am just peachy. Really I have a thesis statement due and I have no idea what I am going to say.  So I am procrastinating.  The OED says  procrastinate is ... 1. intr. To defer action, delay; to be dilatory.

  Often with the sense of deferring though indecision, when early action would have been preferable. 

Yes, I am delaying the action of researching a topic and figuring out what to say.  I just don't want to anymore.  I'm tired, not cause of work but because of inaction.  Well,  the education system in this world how do they let people like me slip through the cracks.  It's a shame, it truly is, when there are so many deserving others.  But I wouldn't be here in Spain without there silly mistake, so I end up the winner.  I guess I'll need to go do my work.  Hopefully I'll get all into it and write the best paper of my life.  It's possible.  If nothing else, it's possible and that is the hope that keeps us going.  That was just randomness that last sentence.  Okay, here I go....

Random Musings

Okay, Since my roommate doesn't want to hear about my interesting experience.  I will tell all of you.  Okay, so I've been wanting some chinese food.  But I hadn't taken time to go.  So I told myself I was going to go today.  Then I got kind of scared, cause I didn't want to go alone, but I went, and it was okay.  It was only 5.50 and I got salad, rice, and meat stuff.  So I was alone and I brought a book but I didn't want to read it and I like to people watch instead.  So my waitress was a cute little asian girl ( I say asian cause I'm not sure where she was from I assume china, but just to be sure I say asian).  I think she was a dwarf.  Her arms were a bit short and one was kind of twisted, not much so as to be super noticeable but a bit and I'm pretty sure she was actually shorter than she was but had heels on.  She was supersweet and I liked her a lot.  So that was interesting to think about as I sat there.  Also, midway through my meal more towards the end, a boy came in that I assume is the son, brother, something.  And it was like awe, the boy child who goes to school is home and we must feed him and see how he is.  A piping hot plate of rice came up, then some fried concoction came with an older woman who looked like she could be his mother came out for a moment to speak with him.  It was all very sweet.  And I thought a few things.  First, I wonder since this is Spain and depending on how long he has been here it might be hard at school how nice it must be for him to come home and be loved on in such a manner.  The world might be cold and harsh,but at least here he's special and it's warm.  I also wondered about my waitress, if she was his sister, if she had gone to school, if she could go to school?   Her spanish seemed pretty good, so I wondered if she had been to school.  But I just hoped that she wasn't stuck there, that she wasn't unable to attend school and to do more if she wanted.  Then I thought about the mom who came from the back with the plate of fried goodies for her son, who would be her hopes and dreams of a better future for them all.  I wondered how it was for her to be live in a country whose language, I'm pretty sure, she couldn't speak and would maybe never learn.  How small her community must be and if she was happy.  The act of speaking, of communicating.  It can mean so much.  It does mean so much.  

Mac World

So everyone I know, practically, has a mac and because of this I now want one also.  Way to follow the crowd, I know, but I still want one. I looked it up I would probably just get a Mac Book but a black one.  So a Macbook with iwork 08 and Mac Care, and a pluggy thing for the airplane.  It will be $1, 867, I think that was the price.  but bascially between 1800-1900 dollars.  What do you think?  Should I get it now, or wait till the end of summer, or wait longer?  I'm not sure.  Probably whenever I go back home next the I'll get it.  I'm excited about a new computer.  :)  yeah!!

Mouth Wide Open

So my roommate tells me I talk to myself a lot.  Generally when people tell me something about myself, I feel I do it more, but I was noticing that I do do it a lot, without even meaning to.  I just like to hear the words, really I feel like I'm two people.  So I am literally talking to myself, telling her what we are going to do.  It works for us and I think it isn't such a bad thing.  

Stripping the floor

Isn't that a cool title?  I like it.  It goes with a painting I got in Paris.   3 men stripping a floor in a ballet studio.  It's cooler in person, but I still like it.  Do you know I think for one of the first times in my life I have stuff on my walls?  I just never did before, I'm not sure why.  I had a bunch of stuff, but it wasn't ever displayed.  So I thought I should put stuff on my walls this time.  I have pictures of all of my friends from church back home and I have postcards of places I've been.  I was supposed to send those to people and never did.  I wanted to collect something so I decided postcards would be it for me.  I like them.  I like pictures. So it works for us.  To mention it I think I have some hidden away somewhere.  I like my room with things on the wall, it feels personable.