Ashley
11 July 2009 @ 12:33 am
I figured I would write here as I am about to brusting and could not being to write fast enough to capture it all.

we went to the beach today and it was just marvelous. it is just so beautiful. being in nature, I am just always astounded by this quality. I am such a romantic, in every meaning of the word. from the way I dress, to how I think of love, to my love of nature, to just my view on life.
Sometimes I feel so bursting with potential and creative energy that I feel powerless to express it all, and that I will never be fulfilled or able to live up to such potential. like the river that is flowing so well, clear and productive and full of life, but stuck behind a dam, or straggled by it.
I love the visual arts and feel called to them, but at the same time I feel powerless and dont know where to begin, and thus never do. my lack of instruction hinders me i think. or i let it.
Or photography. I would love to make a career of that, but to do so I would have to go out on a limb. it would be a dream, and a dream I would need to actively pursue, but I have been too afraid to do so yet. talk about an unacceptable occupation.
that powerlessness has been the worst feeling of this summer. I just dont know what to do and it has made me even further lethargic.
c'est la vie. c'est mon chance, comme toujours.

Melody Gardot-check her out-marvelous jazz
 
 
 
 
Ashley
11 May 2009 @ 11:27 pm
Well, in my already boredom of summer, lol (there are just TOO many hours in the day now)
I am currently clearing out/organizing my internet bookmarks, far too many of them to say the least. Talk about the opposite of a simple lifestyle.

Commiserate

History?
-no long etymology sadly, but it comes from Latin
com=with + miserari=to pity (miser=wretched)
--> miserable. yes, those who are miserable are able to commiserate.

Syntax! (Yes, I am learning something with all of these linguistics classes, who knew?)
-Transitive or intransitive (tricky...)
1) to feel or express sorrow or sympathy for; empathize with; pity. [ACC}
2) to sympathize [=oblique case!!!!]-appears next to with/for/etc.

Oh, life. lol.
I truly love words. Hopfully, I will have the time this summer to delve into some and create...I don't know what. They're are just horribly entertaining (at least for me).
 
 
Ashley
11 May 2009 @ 10:30 am
JOY  
Finding Joy
Great quotes=uplifting little clip
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Ashley
07 May 2009 @ 03:05 am
courtesy emily sulock (steves long lost love)

Dance is the hidden language of the soul.
~Martha Graham

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.
~Nietzsche

Dancers are instruments, like a piano the choreographer plays.
~George Balanchine

<3 Nietzsche, def amazing and not the bad guy a lot of people paint him to be. or at least, this is the impression I have gotten of him so far after the birth of tragedy and...i forget.
 
 
Ashley
06 May 2009 @ 11:46 pm
Well, hopefully I will remember this when I have more time to investigate.

Kinsbourne -linguistics (JSTOR)
-->studying attention, hyperactivity, time, productivity (and language?)
 
 
Ashley
06 May 2009 @ 11:23 pm
(and alliteration apparently, lol)

"Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much" ~ Oscar Wilde

"Doubt is an unpleasant condition, but certainty is absurd." ~Voltaire
 
 
Ashley
03 May 2009 @ 10:24 pm
oh, wow, long time ago that was,lol

his fb status-love it
Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble
 
 
Ashley
03 May 2009 @ 02:15 am
Another wonderful Marissa comment: (to nicole this time)
u and kat = domination and next semester will only remind me of positivity from my pledging ♥

oh god, please save me. I feel bad, everyone was congratulating nicole on vp comm. I am sorry, but I just do not even want to think about APO, let alone try and be happy or excited about it. that is just not going to happen.
 
 
Ashley
02 May 2009 @ 05:18 pm
I tried to get on to my blog and update it via here, but alas, no luck.

Today has been a lovely day, just wonderful and I finally feel like a large weight has been lifted off of my chest so I can breathe freely, almost anyway, and be happy, almost.
I slept a little late, got a lovely shower and did breakfast at Leo's, studying. Was the first to Jong Un's office hours for Syntax, got all my questions answered and now feel prepared for that exam. EB was the only of APO to show up.
She went to the lunch with the others and I decided to go try and get my camera fixed. Success. It was nice to walk and get out a little as well. I took the circulator, which I actually really like as far as transportation goes. Got my camera fixed easily, and headed back. I decided to stop and get some food at 5 guys since I was right there and have been craving their peanuts for just about forever. I walked back and have been chilling for a bit too long now.

I feel like I am finally beginning to feel peaceful, like myself, once again. I was genuinely happy today, for the first time in more than a few days. It is like getting over a cold. you become sensitive to all the wonderful details, emotions, senses, etc. that seemed previously dulled. I had been so withdrawn, it is nice to come back outside.
I am planning on getting through the rest of my time here by devoting myself to work though, and then packing and leaving! I cant wait to be home, really.
 
 
Ashley
02 May 2009 @ 05:14 pm
his lovely song status post-Maite

http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858698043/
 
 
Ashley
20 April 2009 @ 02:57 am
Of course, of course, of the very few people now left in the library at 3 am, 2 of those people would be a couple, intent on PDA, sitting right behind me. Now this is bad in several ways. (like my proper argument formulation? all for the betterment of writing -my grammar and lexicon still isnt there yet, sorry). First of all, I need to concentrate god damnnit. Second, I just don't want to be seeing that. Third, in the library? really? take it somewhere else, please. fourthly, I had to watch them, as I was unluckily seated next to them, in Leo's as well. fml. and Lastly, I want to fucking be in love. so not fair. like dangling cake in front of someone who is on a diet. False, actually. Like bragging about winning a race in front of someone who can't walk. Much better analogy.
oh gosh, only half way done. fml, basically.
 
 
Current Music: hey jude
 
 
Ashley
19 April 2009 @ 11:08 pm
oh, how I love harry potter. I am supposed to be writing an 8-10 page paper on it at the moment, but I became too engrossed in re-reading the 7th book. sooooo good. Dobby's death. Ugh, it is seriously one of the saddest parts in the books for me, maybe the most touching death. He was just so good; he represented everything that is great. so innocent, and yet a victim.
The books are just too good. they touch upon everything that makes life wonderful and worth knowing. there is adventure, fun, humor, but also tragedy and sadness. the great duality of life.
 
 
Ashley
16 April 2009 @ 11:34 am
tattoo fun (this is my idea of a worthy tattoo):
Fresh off the gun this afternoon :) The symbol is the Gaelic symbol for “child mother crone” (the three stages of a woman’s life) that I repeated four times, one for myself and each of my three sisters, to make a cross. The Irish Gaelic words mean “Kindness, Patience, Tolerance”. As with my other tattoos, I did the art for this one myself and had the artist copy it exactly.



from this blog: http://smokeringsandcoffeestains.com/
 
 
Ashley
14 April 2009 @ 12:19 pm
From my notes, random, yes, I know, but such is my life and who I am.
Megabus is in the UK? oo, I like it.

savoury
dreadful
take away

Obama is at Georgetown and of course I did not get a ticket. Really, his speech is nothing new. Economy. Same old. Spend money. Live the dream.
House upon the rock. Interesting inclusion of religion and OT, post Easter.
We get a good speaker, finally, and there are no seats. Of course. Can't we get a few awesome, but not quite as huge speakers? I should probably make more of an effort to attend some lectures. Meh, but there are so many. So many borrring ones.

Have to meet with PC about a possible art scholarship. I mean, I figure why not apply? It is for minors and majors. It is to fund a research-y trip. It would be a fun time. I could use it to travel the UK in depth, perhaps. Maybe revisit a lot of Scotland.
 
 
Ashley
13 April 2009 @ 11:41 pm
Who would have thought?
I definitely thought it was spelled scower. My bad. And I definitely can't use it in my essay, so fml.
Origins are always fun...
[Middle English scouren, from Middle Dutch scūren, from Old French escurer, from Late Latin excūrāre, to clean out : Latin ex-, ex-, Late Latin cūrāre, to clean (from Latin, to take care of, from cūra, care; see cure).]

Sorry, I just enjoy my unusual words. Like disconcerted, another treasure. Why do I have to learn a foreign language when there are so many brilliant words in English that surely need further exploitation.

On that note...
exploit (n.)
1393, from O.Fr. esploit, a very common v., used in senses of "action, deed, profit, achievement," from L. explicitum "a thing settled, ended, displayed," neut. of explicitus, pp. of explicare "unfold" (see explicit). Sense evolution is from "unfolding" to "bringing out" to "having advantage" to "achievement." The v. (M.E. espleiten, esploiten) meant "to accomplish;" the sense of "use selfishly" first arising 1838, as an adoption of Fr. exploiter.

A word victim of obvious jealousy. People have brought on a modern negative connotation to this one.
 
 
Ashley
19 March 2009 @ 03:24 am
So weird, me and Matt are way too alike. Ally was saying how he is kind of overlooked but puts in a ton of work, is on top of his shit. but he isnt loud about it.
its weird, just in so many ways i am like. wow, matt is like my twin.
 
 
Ashley
25 February 2009 @ 02:22 am
Edward!

You are protective, fast and intelligent. You care strongly for those you love and will make them happy at whatever cost.