Doesn't this sound delicious??
January 12, 2011
January 5, 2011
can time really heal all things?
The question that is running through my head over and over again as I'm trying to fall asleep, but of course I'm epically failing, is Can time really heal things? I haven't mentioned this before and I'm hesitant to mention this now, but heck this is a blog after all. I've been going through a lot in my life right now (who hasn't?) a lot of emotional and physical issues and I keep telling myself that time will fix things, that I just need to be patient. Well, there's the first problem. I am not a patient person at all, at least, I've been told that. So here I am, day after day, telling myself that I'm not going to get better over night, that it's going to take time. But what if it doesn't work? What if I spend all this time trying to fix myself and I just can't be fixed?
Don't get me wrong, I want to get better, I really truly do. I mean I'm driving myself crazy, not to mention my family and friends. Actually, that's a lie. Not my friends. They kind of know what's going on, but not really because I don't want to worry them. Thank goodness for Catherine and Corey, two of my friends that have no clue how incredibly screwed up I am, they just know I need support and they are offering it to me. So back to my pondering. Can time really fix me? Or am I just wasting my time?
Don't get me wrong, I want to get better, I really truly do. I mean I'm driving myself crazy, not to mention my family and friends. Actually, that's a lie. Not my friends. They kind of know what's going on, but not really because I don't want to worry them. Thank goodness for Catherine and Corey, two of my friends that have no clue how incredibly screwed up I am, they just know I need support and they are offering it to me. So back to my pondering. Can time really fix me? Or am I just wasting my time?
January 4, 2011
On my vacation...
I lounged on the beach and soaked in the breathtaking view of turquoise water, palm trees, and brightly painted houses that dotted the island. It was probably the most relaxed I've ever been in my life. Now, if I can only take that feeling of perfect bliss and bring it back with me to reality... yeah right. I am probably one of the most stressed out and crazed people you will ever meet, but what's weird is I'm laid back also. I guess I just bottle it all up and tell everyone else "Whatever, it's life," when really inside I'm thinking, "Oh my gosh, I have to do this, and this, and this..."
Okay, I'm blabbering, this is not what I wanted to talk about. What I do want to talk about is the book I read. What I'm loving about my winter vacation is I'm able to read books that I want to read. Not required books for school (don't get me wrong, I do like most of the books that I've read for my classes, but the fact that they are required just makes them gross). So the book that I read while I was in St. Lucia was Dancer by Colum McCann. To give you a little background, the book is about the Soviet ballet dancer Rudolf Nureyev and his story told through the eyes of the people around him, like his first ballet teacher's husband, or his sister, or a Venezuelan friend of his. The writing is fabulous as well as the story and McCann does a wonderful job capturing the pain and hardships that people suffered through in all aspects of life.
What I found really touching was the sadness of Rudolf and his family. How is father never saw him dance. How he was living a "well-off" life and his family was barely scrapping by. I think a part of why the story touched/shocked me so is because it was the first time that I had really read anything about the hardships the people went through who lived in the Soviet Union (hey, I'm 19 so I was born when the Soviet Union was changing) I mean, the sister was worried that Rudolf would be upset because they didn't have sugar for the cakes! Or at one time, they were waiting for a shipment of toasters!
My point is to go out and READ THIS BOOK. I can't wait to get my hands on another one of McCann's books.
Okay, I'm blabbering, this is not what I wanted to talk about. What I do want to talk about is the book I read. What I'm loving about my winter vacation is I'm able to read books that I want to read. Not required books for school (don't get me wrong, I do like most of the books that I've read for my classes, but the fact that they are required just makes them gross). So the book that I read while I was in St. Lucia was Dancer by Colum McCann. To give you a little background, the book is about the Soviet ballet dancer Rudolf Nureyev and his story told through the eyes of the people around him, like his first ballet teacher's husband, or his sister, or a Venezuelan friend of his. The writing is fabulous as well as the story and McCann does a wonderful job capturing the pain and hardships that people suffered through in all aspects of life.
What I found really touching was the sadness of Rudolf and his family. How is father never saw him dance. How he was living a "well-off" life and his family was barely scrapping by. I think a part of why the story touched/shocked me so is because it was the first time that I had really read anything about the hardships the people went through who lived in the Soviet Union (hey, I'm 19 so I was born when the Soviet Union was changing) I mean, the sister was worried that Rudolf would be upset because they didn't have sugar for the cakes! Or at one time, they were waiting for a shipment of toasters!
My point is to go out and READ THIS BOOK. I can't wait to get my hands on another one of McCann's books.
je t'aime
A photo array of Kylee's trip to Paris
Oh to be artsy.
(The last two were taken by Kylee's sister, Bailey)
Whoa great way to start the new year!
By stumbling upon all these great new blogs! Check them out to the right side of my page. I'm especially liking morgangster and all the great music.
January 3, 2011
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