I don't believe I mentioned it, but I did join Facebook and Twitter for networking purposes. Twitter hasn't done a lot, but I've been branching out a bit more via Facebook. Go me and my bad self.I'm SO grateful to finally be feeling better. I did get my schedule for college next year. Yay for that! I'm very excited, though I'm absolutely turned off by the idea of algebra *gag* which is why I'm starting off in Elem. Alegbra and working my way to College Algebra. Maybe that way I can figure out what I'm doing exactly so I won't flunk out. Luckily, I seem to have all my classes with my Krissy, which makes the world of college seem a lot less terrifying. (hooray for having the same advisor/major) I don't remember my schedule off hand, but I'll post what the classes are (days & times are still a blur):
- History of Art I
- Elem. Algebra
- American History I
- 2-D Design
- Drawing I
- Wellness Center I
Fun fun. Sixteen credit hours to add on to the nine I'm already graduating with. Weeeee!
No word from Agent-Man, ladies and gents. He has until Thursday before I email him whining. Because I deserve to whine after nearly a year. And I swear, if he makes it to May 19th and doesn't reply, he'll get a Happy Anniversary email from yours truly--the smartass. You gotta love me.
Seriously. It's like...law or something.
So, I've been bugging people into helping me with the planning of my official "dot com" site -- 'cause I'd like to be ready when time comes for publication. You know, because I'm an obsessive Virgo like that.
I know a tad, like the first few steps, maybe. Otherwise, I am lost.
Any advice you can send my way is mucho appreciated.
So, I'm thinking, themed blogs.
I think I might test out a few, starting with one tonight. This theme shall be Poetry.
As in, my good readers, poems I find and feel I'd like to share with you. Tonight, I'd like to share with you one of my favorite poems. Remembrance by Emily Bronte:
Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee,
Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave!
Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee,
Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave?
Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover
Over the mountains, on that northern shore,
Resting their wings where heath and fern-leaves cover
That noble heart for ever, ever more?
Cold in the earth, and fifteen wild Decembers
From those brown hills have melted into spring:
Faithful indeed is the spirit that remembers
After such years of change and suffering!
Sweet Love of youth, forgive if I forget thee,
While the world's tide is bearing me along:
Sterner desires and other hopes beset me,
Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong!
No later light has lightened up my heaven;
No second morn has ever shone for me:
All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given,
All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee.
But when the days of golden dreams had perished,
And even Despair was powerless to destroy,
Then did I learn how existence could be cherished,
Strengthened, and fed without the aid of joy;
Then did I check the tears of useless passion,
Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine;
Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten
Down to that tomb already more than mine.
And even yet I dare not let it languish,
Dare not indulge in Memory's rapturous pain;
Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,
How could I seek the empty world again?
Now, I'm going to try out a few more of these themes, then have a special blog to see which you guys like, and which you don't. 'Cause I'm fun like that. ;)
So, I've been talking with my mom about going to the Romantic Times Convention, or Book Expo America next year. I'm really pushing for Book Expo. Sounds fabulous, does it not?
I'm all about the traveling and the book and the networking. ;)
I swear to blog more. Honest..
How are you all doing, my Scribblings?