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December 19th, 2009
09:51 am
1.) Opening Credits: Cool Blue Reason - Cake
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October 24th, 2009
09:30 am - Writer's Block: Take the pain away
Dear self -
Why do you always have to be so cruel to me? I try so hard to be a good peson, yet all you do is berate me by setting my expectation in all areas of my life too high. I know, I know - you were alone as a kid so that probably contributes to your incessant need for attention - but do yu constantly have to reming me of everything I could be, do, or have? I enjoy it at times, yes- you are my motivation in life - yet, it is entirely unnecessary to expect me to do more than my personal best.
Together, we created a magical world - you, dreaming of the possibilities, and me, acting them out. I just think that we need to listen to each other more.
Sincerely, Your other half.
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September 14th, 2009
11:52 am - Writer's Block: My Dream Job
I have no idea. I think my ultimate dream job would be to run a 5 star restaurant in Paris. Honestly, I wouldn't mind being a college professor. I want to be in France... does that say anything about my work ethic? There are more important things. A free-lance writer would be amazing as well.
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September 13th, 2009
07:20 am - College Daize
Withouth checking, I'm pretty sure I haven't updated since I've been in college. I've been very busy here at IUPUI, but I think I can fit in a small update.
I've met lots of interesting people here. Most of the people I have met are science majors and premed people, which is great, but not very similiar to me. If you are trying to become an engineer, your mind works in very different ways than mine! I'm a liberal arts student to the core, studying everything from philosophy to religion to history, not to mention my majors of French and English.... so a technical study like computer programming sends shivers down my spine.
So where are all the right brained people? At the art school? I don't know, but I'm getting kinda tired of being around the same kinds of people.
My classes are surprisingly easy. I had to work in high school for my AP classes (since I didn't copy!) and now there is less work actually assigned here. I'm treating it like a vacation.
Indy is an amazing place to live. There is a huge Creole influence here, so Cajun cooking, seafood, and jazz music dominates. It's got a laid back feel. No nightlife though.
So yes. Aside from a plethora of bus stories, that is all I have to say.
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July 13th, 2009
10:21 am - Utter Nonsense!
I have often drowned myself in a cup of coffee. Not the giant 24-oz size from Starbucks, but the tiny little demitasse cups that only pretentious people drink. I am not pretentious. Don’t judge me. The sea of coffee is a perpetual storm of questions. I suppose everybody asks themselves deep questions, but I get lost in them. Even when I go out with friends, that pesky little coffee cup has me asking questions that appear to come out of nowhere. Let’s go back to the pretentious trait. I wrote that I drink espresso, which only pretentious people drink, yet I am not pretentious. Am I pretentious because earlier I wrote an absolute? If I wrote it, what if I wrote something else, like only lazy unemployed people drink espresso? Then I could have said I wasn’t pretentious, and you might have believed me, even though it would have no context. But now, even though I told you not to judge me, you believe I am pretentious. Curious, isn’t it? So let’s say we are all “authors of our own lives”. I can say that I am kind, loving, and caring, and if I honestly believe that, I’ll write myself to be kind, loving, and caring. Yet, if I am an author, then I must write myself in an antithesis. An enemy, a contradiction, a conflict. My flip side. But, that is me actively determining who is my opposite, which therefore I am judging myself based on claims that I wrote. Which can be contradicted by an outside judgement, which doesn’t exist. Right? So in reality, absolutes don’t exist, and reality is what you make it. It’s all a manner of perception. Couldn’t it be that this is a dream… that our story and life really is just that: a story? Which we are writing? See? My coffee cup has a lot to tell me. Instead of pretentious, I am nonsensical.
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July 5th, 2009
07:25 am - Hmmm.
Well, Julia updated, so I guess I should too.
When I started this LJ, I was a freshman in high school, now I am about to be a freshman in college. Things seemed more important back then... trivial things like gym class and school drama. Now, since I've pretty much purged my life of drama, it appears that updating is pointless.
Yet, let this July 5th serve as a check point in a stagnant period of updating.
My summer has been quiet... as I like it. I'm a bit of a hermit. But I enjoy this. When I graduated high school, I thought I'd be going to various graduation parties. I was wrong. It's not that I don't like any of them: I do. Yet, I am ready to move on from Elkhart. I have no sense of obligation to any of them. I am not clinging on to high school, even though in retrospect it wasn't horrible. It was safe, but now I am ready to explore.
So I've been reading a lot of different books. I've finally got around to a bunch of classics we never read in school, like Anna Karenina and Diary of Anne Frank. I normally read a lot of nonfiction (I wonder what this says about me?), so I've read a lot of medical journals and Dr. Oz's books. I've read a few books that have changed my life wholeheartedly: Conversations with God and The Power of Now.
I am on a missions (seriously) to GET PEOPLE TO READ THESE.
But yeah. I've been recooperating before I head out this fall. I don't think about how much I'm going to miss my friends. I know that it's not really changing. I know that my fears are irrational that we'll grow apart... since I have only three people I honest to God love from high school, I think that is a managable amount to see when I come home!
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May 6th, 2009
10:57 am - How to be an Epic Failure!
So you’ve decided that success is for the birds. Life is too overwhelming, too simple, and too contradictory. When you have been taught your whole life the methods of success, what do you do now that you want to fail? You keep trying to avoid life, but it keeps creeping back up. There are some basic concepts you must do in order to become, in modern lingo, an epic failure. Do not take care of yourself The first step to failure is health. You don’t need to be diagnosed with a terminal illness in order to make your health detrimental! Start with the basics. Eat as much grease, fat, and sugar as possible, and ensure that every meal includes pork fat. Avoid fruits and vegetables like the plague, because they ward off disease. Next, move as little as possible: any movement more complicated than lifting the remote burns too many calories. Because you’ll be moving as little as possible, stop taking showers and getting dressed in clean clothes. Avoid people This should be easy because you smell so bad. If somebody does visit you, constantly compare yourself to them. Look them up and down, and think that they have so much to learn. Make a million judgments about everybody, because it will make your life seem so much more dramatic and mortifying. If somebody does become romantically interested in you, quickly become as annoying as possible. Eat their food. Tell them they are worthless. Burp in their presence. The point is to drive them away, because to experience love and compassion is the opposite of failing. Failures, like psychopaths, cannot love. Do not learn from your mistakes. In fact, do not learn at all. Success is about expanding your horizons and advancing through life. In order to insure this never happens, it is fundamental to stop learning. You must admit, you have lived up until this point, so no doubt you have experienced some successes and failures. The first step in learning to unlearn is to list your bad sides: so now you are an addict, a gambler, a debtor, a wife beater, a chauvinistic pig. Then think of every compliment you’ve ever heard. Forget them immediately, and delude yourself into believing these people were insane when they told you such positive things. Go back to your list of negative attributes: embrace and bask in your pessimistic side. Note: The biggest mistake you could make at this point is learning from other’s mistakes: being a failure and being wise are paradoxical. After you have stopped learning from experiences, next you must close off your mind to new information. God forbid you have a curious mind that likes knowledge – this is a travesty that will lead you straight to success. Do not learn your history, your government or the world’s secrets. I repeat: it is vital to shut your mind down. Never be on time The best way to miss out on life is to never show up for it. If you have an appointment (you shouldn’t, you should be in bed), be late or don’t go at all. People hate those who show up unexpectedly, and eventually your friends will stop inviting you to anything. If your friends still like you enough to invite you to a birthday party, forget the party. Make up excuses, like you had an RPG game online that needed attending to. Have no idea how to handle money If you have money when you decide to be a failure, spend it as fast as possible on things like alcohol, Doritos, and video games. When there is no money, get a credit card and max it out. Eventually, the debt collectors will come to get you, making your life overflowing with failure. Perhaps you have a job, maybe even a nice one. In this instance, quit immediately, and select one of the following career paths: A. A collector of anime figurines B. A fortune teller C. Anything that involves wearing a paper hat Choosing one of these careers is an infallible way to maintain your debt and increase your reputation as a deadbeat. Save nothing. You hate life: why would you want security? Give up This is not Lent we are talking about here. If you feel like cutting out the middle man and failing right away, giving up is the simplest way to do it. So you had dreams of being an actor, a doctor, a CEO or an astronaut – to be any of those things would be a personal success. Do not try in any way to become who you wanted to be, because the act of trying will make you succeed. Never take any risks or try anything new, because you’ll invariably learn something from it. Your new mantra should be: “Life hates me. I will never succeed.” Say this every time you feel motivated, and eventually it will come naturally.
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06:33 am
It has been 11 weeks since I have updated... That takes us back to about the beginning of February.
In that time, I have turned 18, traveled to Paris and figured out what I want to do with my life. One could say it has been a busy eleven weeks.
Presently, I am photocopying pages from Barron's AP Economics study guide, and staying home from school to do so. Yes, my attendance is shit anyway. I've got three AP tests next week, tons of other things going on, and graduation in 3 weeks.
I'm terrified. I know where my life is going to go, it's just the steps it takes to get there that are scary. I'm not taking the normal route. Right out of high school, you are supposed to live in a dorm, supposed to have roommates and go to parties, supposed to have a protective bubble between you and reality. I'm taking The Road Less Traveled, and living in Indianapolis in an apartment by myself. And my cat.
You don't really know what the nest is until you are about to leave it.
So where is my life going? I have goals, and lots of them. When I went to France, I had the most overwhelming feeling of comfort. Peace. Serenity. Home. I've never really felt that. I've always been a wanderer... where's the next adventure? Where do I fit in this world? Apparently, the answer is in France. But France is another post.
I'm heading off to IUPUI, to major in English but taking courses in photography, biology, math, international business, world history, psychology, and journalism. I plan on taking a full four years of French and study abroad for a whole year, hopefully at the Sorbonne in Paris. I know it's a lot to do. But I think since I am doing what I love, it will be easier than expected.
From there, I want to transfer to Notre Dame and get my master's at a French college. My main mission right now is to become a journalist in France; an expat.
Well, I don't know if I'll use lj or not anymore.... I still get on to check out my friend's pages, but I rarely have time to update, and I don't know if I will have time.
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February 8th, 2009
07:30 am I'm sick. I kinda knew this would happen last night before I went to sleep, but I'm completely sick now.
And I have an art exhibit today. :(
... not that I want to go, believe me. I'm not going, so I hope the Hartmans aren't too pissed.
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February 7th, 2009
02:05 pm - Writer's Block: Fearsome
My dad used to threaten me with "baby jail". I think I had other fears too... I know I was morbidly afraid of being overweight when I was like 5. I don't know why, probably just from watching TV or something.
Oh! And I was desperately afraid of my parents dying. This was my biggest I think.
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11:56 am - A stab at poetry.
The future looms ahead with almighty power, Choices unfolding each week and hour, Doors creak open yet others slam shut, We wander around blindly, stuck in a rut. But which to choose – the left or the right? Does one lead to light, the other to night? Pick one or the other or go nowhere at all, For inaction is the cause of all great falls. The problem it seems is a problem we make, The root of all sadness and the bottom of heartbreak. Taking the path of refusing to fail, Nobody ever chases their tails. Some things can wait, and some things can’t, Remember- not all flowers are perennial plants. Look inside and trust yourself, And the path will essentially choose itself.
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January 18th, 2009
12:20 pm OH MY GOD OH MY GOD.
I AM GOING TO PARIS IN APRIL!!!!
That is all. Current Mood: excited
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January 7th, 2009
06:36 am - Sent this.
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
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December 27th, 2008
09:20 am - 100 Truths.
Stolen from flumes .
001. Name → Carrington 002. Nickname → Curtain, Actually, Cujo, Jaws. People call me Carrington 99% of the time. 003. Status → Single 004. Zodiac sign → Aquarius 007. Middle School → West Side Middle School 008. High School → Elkhart Memorial High School 010. Hair color → Dark brown with a lot of red in the sunshine 011. Long or short → Short and flippy 012. Loud or Quiet → Both? 013. Sweats or Jeans → Jeans or dress pants. I never wear sweats except to bed. ( ... )
Current Music: Neon Bible, Arcade Fire
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December 21st, 2008
06:15 pm - Cheers to an update Fact: I generally despise the holidays. Pretty much for the same reasons as Thanksgiving, but also for another: the expectation around Christmas. It's supposed to be magical, right? Well, maybe I've been let down a few too many times.
Anyway, I'm not going to let it get to me. I'm going to enjoy the season, and I'm going to make sure that everybody I love is in my life somehow during Christmas. Because when they aren't - as has been in the past - that's when I get bummed.
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December 10th, 2008
03:57 pm Didn't get into Dartmouth. Bummer.
I kinda expected it though.
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December 1st, 2008
04:54 pm - Rainbow!
Your rainbow is shaded green. What is says about you: You are an intelligent person. You feel strong ties to nature and your mood changes with its cycles. Those around you admire your fresh outlook and vitality. Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.
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November 30th, 2008
11:07 am - Sitting, Waiting, Wishing.
T-16 days until I'm notified by Dartmouth. Or, perhaps sooner.
I'm not going to lie - I really, really want to go there, and I probably will be disappointed if I don't get in. But I'm caught in the middle between expecting that to happen and thinking positive. I don't feel good enough for there schools, so what in the world must they think?
Eh, I figure that if I don't go, if everything fails and I go to IUPUI, it was for a reason. Perhaps I'm not bright enough to keep up with them, or something. I mean, what if I got out there and I feel horribly alone and isolated so far from home? What if the classes are impossible? Who will be there? See, if I think too much about it, I start to freak. And maybe that's a sign.
But... IUPUI? Me, alone in the big city? OK, not that bad. But certain people make it a lot more appealing than necessary. And that is me being, very, very stupid.
Fuck it. God's will rule out. Current Music: Rogue Wave
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November 27th, 2008
07:40 pm I hate my heart. Thump, thump, thump. One piece of cake, and my heart is beating like a hamster. I really need to go to the doctor.
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02:35 pm - So I Wrote Myself a Love Letter...
Dear Me,
Cheer up. Seriously, it's Thanksgiving and you shouldn't be sad. Don't feel lonely because it is your family. Don't feel down because there's nobody else here, or that there's never been anybody else here. There will be... one day. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?
So here's to be thankful for: 1.) You could possibly be going Ivy-League. 2.) You have a family who honestly loves you, and friends that do too. 3.) You've got a great head on your shoulders, and a personality to match. 4.) Your hair looks amazing today, and you have a sense of style to rival any French girl. 5.) Susie will be coming home. 6.) You can drive - finally. And you got your internship. 7.) You have an interview with Duke on Sunday, go you! 8.) Your health is being fixed, or at least dealt with. 9.) Nobody rivals your taste in men. And you know what they say... good things come to those who smile wait. 10.) Your classes are easy, and you have time to "find yourself". 11.) You are getting better at the guitar. 12.) You are here, living in this very moment. So go off, enjoy your coffee, and chat with your family because they're here now, and you don't know that everybody will be back next year.
Other people might not, but I sure as hell love you, Carrington
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