that moment when BOTH of the washers and dryers are free AT THE SAME TIME.
Monday, April 2, 2012
on Compliments
Compliments' three forms:
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Trivial Matters
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True Humanitarian Efforts - beyond the external
And that is why compliments are so trivial, because MOST of the time they are about the physical appearance or objects to enhance what sadly attracts people.
Which would you prefer: to be complimented on your necklace or to be complimented on your character, the real you?
Lets face it, which would take you aback more? And maybe, character doesn't matter at all to you as much as your outfit does, which is so sad. Shame on you for pouring more time into coordinating your outfits and feeling triumph and pride over THAT than that of really investing in striving for excellency, and not being complacent, but really STRIVING. What do you value?
sure sure, compliment on the trivial things, but what will really change a person, and what is really due a person, are the compliments on them, their actions, their inner selves, their haecceity, their personality, character, integrity, their friendship, the list goes on.
I am complimenting you on the joy you bring my life. I am complimenting you on your ambitions, that vivacious spark, to be great. Because you already are, but the fact that you haven't just settled means more. good character.
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Importance of Humanity's Necessities
I've been mulling over this one for some time, and I probably will forever just because I have mixed feelings about this topic. So maybe I should clarify by leaving this as a similar concept:
Elizabeth Barrett Browning's "Sonnets from the Portuguese"
Say over again, and yet once over again,
That thou dost love me. Though the word repeated
Should seem a "cuckoo-song," as thou dost treat it,
Remember, never to the hill or plain,
Valley and wood, without her cuckoo-strain.
Comes the fresh Spring in all her green completed.
Beloved, I, amid the darkness greeted
By a doubtful spirit-voice, in that doubt's pain
Cry, "Speak once more - thou lovest!" Who can fear
Too many stars, though each in heaven shall roll,
Too many flowers, though each shall crown the year?
Say thou dost love me, love me, love me - toll
The silver iterance! - only minding, Dear,
To love me also in silence with thy soul.
Thank you, Barrett, for so eloquently expressing what I cannot, dare not.
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Trivial Matters
Close friends are expected to compliment each other on what they are wearing, etc.
But anyone outside of the close huddle of normalcy, it is strange.
We are not used to being complimented, even if only on an accessory, and we do not know how to respond.
We are surprised by and appreciate your attention to detail, we really do, and we are flattered. So even if it seems like we are brushing you off, we just simply don't know how to respond. This is the result of having only girl friends.
Now, a change of discourse, we generally try to dress appropriately, and we spend a lot of time on making ourselves presentable. We are almost offended when, after spending an incredible amount of time on ourselves, are complimented. We recognize the fact that we did, in fact, look better than we did yesterday and will tomorrow; however, don't we look nice every day?
It's on the days when we expect it least that it matters most.
Excerpt: "Personally, I believe that flowers should be given on no occasion at all. Why is there only one day allotted for this expression, why not give flowers when your counterpart least expects it, least deserves it. That is the true beauty -- Expected Unexpectedness. However, I do approve of a single day dedicated to the celebration of this beauty. It is actually an excuse to be bold and act out the actions which so deserve to be demonstrated. Not a dozen, one will do just fine, or even a small posy of pansies from the school's garden. The fountain outside of the library has rosemary too."
This is when we feel the most beautiful.
So, we thank you for your compliments, and we are sorry if we do not respond appropriately, because we simply do not know how - we are overwhelmed by your graciousness to boost our confidence.
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True Humanitarian Efforts - beyond the external
And that is why compliments are so trivial, because MOST of the time they are about the physical appearance or objects to enhance what sadly attracts people.
Which would you prefer: to be complimented on your necklace or to be complimented on your character, the real you?
Lets face it, which would take you aback more? And maybe, character doesn't matter at all to you as much as your outfit does, which is so sad. Shame on you for pouring more time into coordinating your outfits and feeling triumph and pride over THAT than that of really investing in striving for excellency, and not being complacent, but really STRIVING. What do you value?
sure sure, compliment on the trivial things, but what will really change a person, and what is really due a person, are the compliments on them, their actions, their inner selves, their haecceity, their personality, character, integrity, their friendship, the list goes on.
I am complimenting you on the joy you bring my life. I am complimenting you on your ambitions, that vivacious spark, to be great. Because you already are, but the fact that you haven't just settled means more. good character.
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Importance of Humanity's Necessities
I've been mulling over this one for some time, and I probably will forever just because I have mixed feelings about this topic. So maybe I should clarify by leaving this as a similar concept:
Elizabeth Barrett Browning's "Sonnets from the Portuguese"
Say over again, and yet once over again,
That thou dost love me. Though the word repeated
Should seem a "cuckoo-song," as thou dost treat it,
Remember, never to the hill or plain,
Valley and wood, without her cuckoo-strain.
Comes the fresh Spring in all her green completed.
Beloved, I, amid the darkness greeted
By a doubtful spirit-voice, in that doubt's pain
Cry, "Speak once more - thou lovest!" Who can fear
Too many stars, though each in heaven shall roll,
Too many flowers, though each shall crown the year?
Say thou dost love me, love me, love me - toll
The silver iterance! - only minding, Dear,
To love me also in silence with thy soul.
Thank you, Barrett, for so eloquently expressing what I cannot, dare not.
popsicle pilferage
"Someone's been pilfering my popsicles at a steady rate!" exclaims my roommate as we raided the freezer.
"I thought they were communal!" I replied.
Communal popsicles. We had each bought a bag, and we have roughly around the same consumption rate, and I thought that it could only logically make sense that the popsicles would, in fact, be communal popsicles.
Although, had I presumed that our popsicle consumption rates differed significantly, then I would have put a label on mine, roommate proofed the bag, and staked my claim to a corner in the freezer.
"I thought they were communal!" I replied.
Communal popsicles. We had each bought a bag, and we have roughly around the same consumption rate, and I thought that it could only logically make sense that the popsicles would, in fact, be communal popsicles.
Although, had I presumed that our popsicle consumption rates differed significantly, then I would have put a label on mine, roommate proofed the bag, and staked my claim to a corner in the freezer.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
that moment... pantry problems
that moment when you and your roommate realize that you are starving and all you really have left to eat is a bag of rice, with a spoon. two brita filters, potatoes, syrup, tofu, green onions, apple cider vinegar, applesauce, garlic, and an endless supply of oranges.
and a freezer full of popsicles.
yes, we have just had that moment.
and a freezer full of popsicles.
flying lanterns
I had exited the grand entrance of the library, and was headed back to my room, when I saw a group of students standing in the middle of the Quad huddled around some extraordinary essence.
I ventured over, and as I approached, the students simultaneously jumped out from the circle and released several flying lanterns. It was an incredible sight to see; the lanterns rising from the ground and drifting across the Quad to an unknown place at an unknown time.
We tilted our heads to capture the simple pleasures provided.
The orange fire explosion of illuminated fusia paper floating across the university sky will be an image forever ingrained in my memory.
Just in case you would like a visual, although not of this instance in particular...
I ventured over, and as I approached, the students simultaneously jumped out from the circle and released several flying lanterns. It was an incredible sight to see; the lanterns rising from the ground and drifting across the Quad to an unknown place at an unknown time.
We tilted our heads to capture the simple pleasures provided.
The orange fire explosion of illuminated fusia paper floating across the university sky will be an image forever ingrained in my memory.
Just in case you would like a visual, although not of this instance in particular...
that moment when... :procrastination, hope, and duty
...that moment when you realize that your procrastination has probably never been this bad before, and yet, you have hope because of the opportunity costs of a relaxing weekend and you are now completely motivated to complete the task at hand...
...and then you look over at the person sitting at the other table in the library and realize that they had the same idea as you; however, they have no hope; they have no motivation whatsoever.
someone always has it better than you, and someone always has it worse than you.
remember to drink more water.
...and then you look over at the person sitting at the other table in the library and realize that they had the same idea as you; however, they have no hope; they have no motivation whatsoever.
someone always has it better than you, and someone always has it worse than you.
remember to drink more water.
that awkward moment... :locked out
locked out
that awkward moment when you've stepped out the back door of your dorm to take a moment and enjoy the warm weather and listen to a song, sans pants, and you get locked out so you have to run around the front and hope that the door buzzer will be heard by your roommate to let you back in, only because you thought the lock on that back door was broken, and then you realize that someone had fixed it and you have to not only wear pants now, but you also have to carry a key...
that awkward moment when you've stepped out the back door of your dorm to take a moment and enjoy the warm weather and listen to a song, sans pants, and you get locked out so you have to run around the front and hope that the door buzzer will be heard by your roommate to let you back in, only because you thought the lock on that back door was broken, and then you realize that someone had fixed it and you have to not only wear pants now, but you also have to carry a key...
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