Showing posts with label but I am learning to love myself. Show all posts
Showing posts with label but I am learning to love myself. Show all posts

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Update



I've noticed that I've been a little negative lately, so here's a dose of positivity for the blog.

Although this week was a tough one, I made it though. I'm currently at work, my residents are in bed, and I'm blogging from my laptop in the dark with wireless internet that WORKS for once. I am proud of my group project success in Voice and Articulation class, my first test (even though my score was a little lower than I wanted) in Anatomy and Physiology, and the fact that I made it through my interview for the program on Friday! Fingers crossed everyone, I find out if I made it in next week. And next week is midterms, which means I have THREE on Wednesday. Though I think I'm ready to take them now and just get them over with! It's not going to stop me from doing trampoline aerobics (also called Skyrobics) and seeing Rose Cousins at Eddie's Attic on Tuesday. Oh the choices we make in almost-grad school land. I was never this irresponsible during undergrad. Maybe that was part of my problem...hmmm.

Tomorrow I have to make it through a day of church with my residents and am going to try a yummy cauliflower casserole out on them! It's cheese and cauliflower and pasta, what's not to love?

I think I'm getting a hang of this being back in the states thing...

Sunday, September 5, 2010

I'm Rediscovering Some Songs from a Talented Lady...

...that got me through college. Her name is Cosy Sheridan, and she's a folk singer that verbalizes every thought I've ever had that I've never been able to express. She's got some great songs. Here's one of my favorites that's been on my mind a lot recently.

THE INTROVERT WALTZ

I lock the door. I turn off the porch light
I unplug the phone for the night
It's best when there's no one in sight
When you dance the Introvert Waltz

I dance fast and then I dance slow round the kitchen table
Past the cupboard to the stove
It's strictly a one-woman-show
When I dance the Introvert Waltz

Call me shy. Call my proud
Tell me how life is best when it's lived out loud
I get lonely in a crowd
That's why I dance
The Introvert Waltz

For some I hear the party is bliss all night revels are hard to resist
They're mystified if you might like it like this
If you dance the Introvert Waltz