Magic

It's magical how one inquiring email can spur an interview. I had one today (interview). I was very confident that my hands could convince them to give me the job.... but there wasn't a demo today. I'm still in the running, but they're gonna continue looking for someone that can start immediately. :( I would really like the job, because it pays $30 an hour (when I'm massaging the whole hour) and $15 when I'm doing chair massage or miscellaneous jobs. So it averages around $22 an hour, 14 hours a week, with the potential for more. *siiiiigh* It wouldn't be enough to completely support us, but it would take a nice huge chunk of the 'we need the money now' away. And the office seems quite workable, and they take care of linens and clients. Aaaah, I want it. *sigh*

I heard this song for the first time today. It actually inspired the title of today's post. ^.^


Lately I've found myself bored enough that I do math to amuse myself. I also do Mock MBLEx exams online to study and then look over the answers and look up anything that isn't familiar to me. I'm still trying to understand the 'Anatomical Snuff Box,' to be honest. Anyone that knows anything about that and could explain it to me, I would be appreciative. >.<
Holy COW I must be tired. Looking over my post, I already found 5 mistakes. I don't usually make nearly that many. I think it's due to two things: I woke up at 7 a.m. today (too nervous about my interview to go back to sleep), and I've been awake all day (and even went swimming for over an hour). Now that its midnight, I think I'm reaching the edges of my endurance.

Wow. I've heard this song often and liked it, but it's my first time viewing the video for it. Somehow, the video makes me laugh, despite the tragic ending. I'm not sure I can explain why though.


G'night!

Politics, Home Studies, and Comedy

Why do you post things that annoy you and you know will annoy the rest of us? :/ But I'll delve beyond my irritation. So hubbikins, you think she's stupid. I think she's very smart. She's appealing to a select crowd that will identify with her and always believe in her because she says what they want to hear. I don't think it's an overall effective approach to advancement, but who said that was truly her aim? Yeah she ran for VP, but did she REALLY want it? Do you think she's still really trying to get a seat on the top government circle? I don't. I think she's securing her place as spokesperson for the outright crazy-paranoid-gun-loving-moderately-intelligent people that don't understand enough, but understand what she wants them to and therefore will support her because she 'speaks to their (perceived) needs'.
To be honest, the only way I see myself as different from her followers is: I recognize that I'm unable to fully understand all the nuances of all the bills and restrictions, and therefore refuse to buy into the 'let me dum this down for you and you trust it based on your belief in me' craziness most people do.
Damnit. I hate getting political. *sigh* You know, it would be highly, highly ironic if one day I become a ruling political figure in society and this blog is seen and exposed as mine. ....Not that I have such aspirations occasionally... *coughcough*

So new subject! Pineapps and babydaddy already talked with us about the home study done, but I'll go ahead and briefly sum it up.
~It took a full three hours. (I was rather surprised)
~She was very focused on why Mimi was taken in the first place (and I'm not fully cognizant of the particulars of that)
~She asked all sorts of questions about my family.... and it took an hour (just with me) to get it all out in the open. (Hubby's was 30 or so minutes)
~She asked our opinions on our family's actions, and wrote them down (Which gave me the willies because I can't stand the idea of someone I don't know having inside knowledge of myself without my permission. Kinda ironic considering this is a blog....But I believe they're different. Mainly because she's the one who wrote it, and not me, so I don't know what she perceived and that worries me.)
~She separated us and questioned us about various things
~Her questions were too vague for me, so I asked clarifying questions which maybe made me sound like a liar or bullshitter or something. She didn't seem to like me very much. At least she liked Hubby.
~Kitty kat cried most of the time she was here. I was a little embarrassed.
~She wouldn't accept anything to eat or drink. It threw me off because a good hostess always has something on hand to tempt the guests. I know it's probably a regulation or rule or something, but it really bothered me.

And I'll let that be the summation. I've finished rereading the Collegium Chronicles series up to the most recently published, but it still isn't available for me to borrow from the library yet, so I'm rather anxious.

I caught up my Clinic hours and again will be finished on May 15th! I took a classmate's 6 o'clock today because she didn't know she was signed up for 4 sessions and she really didn't want to do it. That gave me four sessions today, but my first canceled and I had a break between my first three and that extra I added. We went to eat at Cici's (because I was uber hungry and not able to eat anything at home without compromising my breath. I really wanted my tuna..... :( ). Then I came home and napped for maybe an hour before Hubby tried to get me up. Apparently I was being a brat, so he stopped and told me to deal with it on my own. I curled up and went back to sleep, but woke 5 minutes before I had to be out the door and got there fine. After my final session I sat around in the clinic area and wrote my session notes. I've noticed lately that being around other people is just too distracting and frankly, annoying. I planned for Hubby to make dinner, but he wasn't done when I got home, so I spent the next hour helping make it, then we watched Big Bang Theory while we ate. I really do think it's a very funny show. Yes, I'm a serious person, but I enjoy some good humor too. I think the problem with a lot of peeps is their overly serious natures.

**Disclaimer!! The following humor is somewhat offensive and can be seen as Politically 'Incorrect'. I enjoy it anyway, but you may not. You have been warned.**

This is my sisters' type of humor. I think it really surprises them when I admit to liking some of their favorite comedians like Kat Williams. This guy isn't too bad either once you stop thinking of certain words as curse words and take them as something similar to pronouns instead.



This is more my type of humor. A mixture of dry and juvenile:



This is a little off-subject, but I really want the DDR for the computer.... and pads to dance at home with. I used to do it in High school and I remember dropping ten pounds easily. Then I hurt my foot. So I have to be sure not to overdo it, but I would love to be able to play it at home again. I'm not sure about get pads for a computer, and the games working on a computer either though. :/ It makes me feel a little stupid, but I don't really get it, even though I looked it up. Hmph... Well, here's some music to say goodnight. Nevermind. I'm watching too many comedy shows.

My hands are sore

I had an allergic reaction. To my hypoallergenic creme. It's ironic enough to kill me. I had to cancel my other appointments for the day. So now I don't KNOW when I'll be graduated. :( I was supposed to be done on May 15th. On the plus side, I got a refund on the creme... On the minus side, my fingers are sore and my arms feel really heavy and tired. It felt like my throat was really sore/closing for a while, but that eventually faded.

Hubby didn't think going to the doctor would really help, so instead he put me to bed, and I slept til 8:30 or so. I feel better, but still really sleepyish and generally achey.

When I woke up, I found that we'd received the packet of questions and requirements for the home study that happens in the morning!! And part of it was having loved ones survey us and how we would do as parents-- Big shout-out to those who helped us! Thank you so much!!

So pineapples wants to know about my graduation day (yesterday). It's a little embarrassing. Reb and I made the gluten-free chocolate torte cake, then some homemade chocolate whipped cream to go on top. It was pretty, but I didn't think to take a picture. Sorry...

Then it was off to the school! They had said on Monday that loved ones were welcome to come to the Pot Luck, so Hubby decided to stay at the school and work on his report while we have 'Completion'.

We all wrote on a card for one of our classmates that had to drop due to cancer springing up. Then we started the class with a LOT of surveys/paperwork for the school. After that 40 minute long interlude, we had a break (where I snuck some food into my mouth), then went back. We then spent the next 1.5-2 hours going around the circle answering questions about 'Why massage school', 'How was your experience' and 'What's on the horizon'. One of our ladies surprised us by breaking down while telling about her father dying back in November, and how she had really wanted to massage him. Then I broke down while having my turn. I could control my breathing, but my voice still came out high and uneven, and I was really embarrassed that I broke down a bit in front of some people that were still like strangers (though I would have been fine with some others I felt closer to). Then another chick broke down crying while admitting that she didn't have any plans for the future. And our male massage teacher's voice caught (he was last) as he was talking to us, and when the tissues got passed to him, he was like 'No, I'm good' and mastered himself.

Then we were supposed to take a ten minute break, but we were all so hungry that after a few minutes, people started grabbing bits and pieces of food, and then everyone was suddenly eating. The teacher in charge came to call us back in, saw we were all eating, and then started passing out plates, warning us that we'd be in trouble if we got too loud because clinic was still going on. So we kind of had a public upheaval to change the plans they'd set for us, all without any conscious planning. I thought that was really cool and kinda funny.

So eventually the hunger was satisfied, and we all filed back into the classroom. Then we got into groups of 4, and did this kind of digestive meditative massage where we just held a part of each other. For example, I had my group lay hands on my hips, shoulders, and head. It was nice.

Then we put everything away, stood in a circle, held hands, and talked a little. Then we had a hug party, and circled back up. Then we were released and we all left! I took a classmate's food because it was so good.

Then we came home and my massage school life is over.

Until I came to internship today, used a new creme, and had a painful allergic reaction. Now I'm behind on my hours. Damnit.

But yeah, that was my graduation.

Cookie Monster got a Cookie Cake

It was okay. I'm not really a big fan of cookie cakes, but he liked it. It was from a student's birthday cake.

Nobody commented on my dissection of that song. :( And that wasn't particularly special either, that's generally how far I think about every song I hear. I really wanted to hear what others thought..... Oh well.

There seems to be a lot of new songs out lately. I heard 4 new songs out of 6 in the car today. I was pretty surprised. I guess I'll look forward to finding new favorites.

I'm making chocolate chip cheesecake and chocolate torte cake for our Graduation Pot Luck on Tuesday. So I needed eggs. We went to get some after dinner tonight and apparently picked one of the worst times. We waited in the speedy checkout for a good twenty minutes. But Hubby got batteries for his watch so he'll have one to wear again. That's good, right? :)

We also shopped at a discount store and I found a CD that was 61 minutes long, and New Age called 'The Universe'. I bought it for massage purposes, but didn't explain to Hubby so he wasn't prepared for the type of music that played when he asked if I was gonna try it out in the car. He looked over at me going 'Aaaaaaah!!' about bad drivers + the music. It was funny but scary cause he was driving, so I turned it off.

I boiled a good number of eggs last night to go in my tuna, make deviled eggs, and just have for Easter. When I eat them though, my stomach starts feeling really full, but really sick at the same time. And I always get smelly eggy burps. :/ I just don't think my body likes meat/eggs very much. I think sweets and sodas are also kinda 'poisonous'. They make me feel sick and tired later. But it's really difficult to give them up, even knowing they'll bother me later. Something to work on, I suppose.

I got two complete series from that discount store for like 7 dollars from one of my favorite authors. I love Mercedes Lackey, though she can be a little wordy and long-winded. I like her character creations. And the world I particularly like of her creation is Valdemar. It has magic!

I finally read a series I've been thinking of reading since I was 13. Red River has 97 chapters, but I read it all yesterday. Then I dreamed about it, so that was really cool.

Speaking of series, I read one called S+M about a pair of twins and their love for a girl. IT leaves a horrible taste in my mouth. I can't help thinking the twins actually just want each other, and use the girl as a go-between. It certainly conveys nothing of love to me. It's just a story filled with uncertainty and back-stabbing and lack of honest conversation. Bleh. If anyone wants to read it and talk to me about it so I can settle it in my head and finally just forget it, I would appreciate it.

I love how the girl can dance around while she plays.


It reminds me of another series I really want to continue reading. Alice the 101st. I CANT find the next volumes to it. :(

Music Video Discussion: La La La

I figured I could set a good example for Hubby and post a video along with my thoughts, like we're imploring him to do.

The video in question:


I really, really like this song lately. I looked up the meanings and ideas behind the song, but the artists have left it up to viewer interpretation. So I'm gonna interpret!

First, the lyrics:
Some people have written this song is about jealousy. That doesn't make sense to me, both because of the words themselves, and way in which they're conveyed. Others have written it's a religious diatribe but while that actually makes plenty of sense based on both lyrics and song tone, I don't think it's right either.
My interpretation is that this person has someone they love (probably not romantically) who is once again making a huge mistake. The singer knows the love won't listen to them, and that the love with only attack the singer for talking about it, so the singer has given up on trying to talk with the love. The singer doesn't want to invest any more time/arguments on a topic they will only be hurt listening to, so they close their ears to the love's words.
The religious part generally comes from the line about 'about your new messiah' but really, that line sounds to me like a scam artist's victim. For example: new messiah could be referring to someone the love expects to rescue them from their horrible life. Sure, that could be religious, but I think it's more basic than religion. When someone is unhappy (and generally uneducated) they look for someone else to fix their life. It's not a good answer by any means, but it's a common situation, and one you often see gentlemen fall into. The next line: 'cause your theories catch fire' is confusing. 'Catching fire' could mean that it becomes very popular, and  I've read others interpreting it that way already. But it could also mean that the theory will go down in flames because it's so horrible and unmanageable.
I'm skipping a few lines because they're pretty basic and going for the next possibly confusing bit: 'When you read your speech it's tiring'. I think it's just as it says. Speech refers to someone presenting ideas without the listeners' input. Indeed, having been on the receiving end of several, I can agree it's very tiring. It's even more tiresome because the speech giver won't listen to anything you say. So why not block your ears and stop trying to convince the speech giver/love?
Another line that works in my theory is: 'Cause if my heart can't stop it, I'll find a way to block it'. Others have said this is the prime reason this song is talking about jealousy. I don't agree. This line is about pain. No one wants to be hurt, and the easiest way to get hurt (I've found) is to invest love and care into someone that won't listen to your advice. Then they get hurt very badly by their decision, and it hurts you as well because you care for them. Sometimes it hurts worse because you tried to stop them and they didn't listen. You start to think 'If only they had listened' and it becomes a spiral.
A line that seems out of place with my theory is 'If our love is running out of time' but I think it's silly to always assume 'our love' is meant romantically. Admittedly, colloquial use dictates a romantic interest, but just as you love your siblings and your parents, you can run out of time with them. They could die, or they could come to hate you, or even in some cases, having a sexual interest in the same sex could destroy your familial bonds, whether it's you that's homosexual or the other person. So I don't think this line particularly hurts my theory. With the next few lines, in fact, my theory makes even more sense: 'If our love is running out of time, I won't count the hours, rather be a coward; When our worlds collide, gonna drown you out before I lose my mind'. So this verse sounds a lot like someone that knows a controversial decision is going to break up a relationship they treasured. It's not clear who's decision is the cause of the break, but it could arguably be either.

Phew. Sorry, I've had that on my mind all day, and really wanted to get it out. Please, if you want to argue with me, do so!! I love hearing other people's theories. :)

This is just a rather funny mashup that I hope you all enjoy:

Compliments

In school, it's extremely frowned on to comment on a person's body, especially a client. I don't like this restriction. I want to be able to compliment a person, but they say it will give them negative thoughts regardless. Either they will think 'Is that the only thing worth complimenting about me?' or 'They're just saying that' or 'Are they coming on to me?'
I don't really agree with this. I had a client yesterday that told me, 'You know old people skin? I have that. SO be really careful of bruising me.' I was like 'Okay, you know best.' But when I started working on her, I kept thinking 'But your skin is so soft and fluffy...It feels so good. Why don't you like it??' and I COULDNT comment on it. :( I was super unhappy that she didn't like her skin when it was really awesome skin.
And I face that ALL THE TIME!!!! We're also told not to comment on bad things about their body, but that also feels bad. IF I know, and THEY know their shoulder is out of whack, it will make them feel that I don't know my stuff if I'm like "Oh, no, your shoulder totally feels fine! Be glad you have it!" I would rather have a convo like "Oh, yeaaaah. I can feel those knots. You must have been under a lot of stress. Let me try to ease some of that for you." So they know and I know whats going on in their bodies. And they feel safe enough to trust me with their bodies because I have shown I know what I'm doing.

Well, these things make me unhappy, but I still love my clients. I also still love baking. I made this Cherry Pineapple smash cake the other day:

It has sliced almonds on top. They're so much easier for me to eat than the whole ones.

This morning when I woke up, my cat wrapped herself around my arm to keep me in bed. See?

And this is my Greek Goddess Gown. The birthday dress Hubby bought me, that makes me super happy. The wind suddenly blew up, and startled me. Heheh.

My neck and head have been hurting for a while now, and I'm really almost totally sick of it. I'm not sure of how to fix it though. And I think I've figured out the action that causes my shoulder to hurt. *sigh* It's not an easy fix though. When I bend my fingers and pull my arm toward me, it huuuuurts. This apparently includes just pressing on the keyboards sometimes. Tch.

Hubby caught a cold. It sucks for him. He's constantly sneezing and blowing his nose now. That seems to be about all though. So I think it sounds more like allergies, but I don't know.

Yeah, I think I'm done for the night. I can feel my fever rising again. I don't like it when I can feel my face begin to burn. *sigh* I really wanna move, but the job opportunities are better here. Tch. Well, we'll see how things go. Good night!

This video/song is interesting!!


I dont know if I've posted this video, but I think it's super cool:

It's a blue, blue Chris-*cough*RUNA!!

I finally dyed my hair blue!! I really, really, like it. It's a little dark for my complexion, and it makes my brown look like black, but I still really like it. I am SOOOOO relieved not to be blonde anymore. It just made me feel all young and awkward and not-myself.

My head hurts. It's been hurting off and on for a few days now. I really should go to the doctor sometime, but it's troublesome. I should also see a chiropractor about my shoulder, but that's just as troublesome.

I made some 'safe' photos to share! First is when I was blonde. The chick in the pic is the one that braided my hair, but for her safety, I took her face off (heehee).

Then I had two that don't show my face, but this one shows my blue hair the best, so! Here it is:

It will probably lighten considerably as I slowly wash it over and over, but there's a permanent blue that just came out. Depending on the price, I very well may use that to dye it for good. I really didn't like being blonde.

Sorry. I'm feeling rather vain, how I keep looking at my hair and grinning. But I also can't really help but appreciate the difference in how I feel, even if the color may not suit me.

I can't find my hair bands anymore. I think Maya may have done something with them. She's an evil kitty, that she is. Also, here's her trying to fly:

She's trying to reach the window, but we've placed everything so it's just a little too far away.

I think we're considering staying in this town for an extra year while I get experience as an LMT, and the ICPC gets completed and Mimi comes to stay with us. Honestly, I don't really want to, and I would hate to have to pack everything up and move because a company finally sees Hubby's worth in like 6 months. But I would rather do this, than move to a new area closer to everyone and still get relocated later. So I'm going to seriously start applying to jobs. Not just LMT jobs. I think it would be good to have an alternative style job as well while I'm starting out as an LMT, both for the contacts, and for the money. I've held off til now because I couldn't in good conscious accept a long term job when I thought I could only commit to short term.

I hate the thought of being away from Hubby for more than a day or two, but if he needs an Internship over the summer to get hired somewhere, I think I'll have to support him and hold down the fort here. *siigh* I worry about finances in that case, but it's not like it's impossible. We really need to get rid of some of this excess furniture though. We visited a thrift store recently that has a dresser drawer sculpture JUST LIKE the one we have that we're trying to sell. If it doesn't get sold soon, I think we'll just donate it to them. It seems like fate to me.

I can't really think of anything else to add, except that maybe on our next free day, Hubby and I will try geocaching for a date. It seems pretty cheap, and kinda cool, and would give us something in common with pineaps and co.

Video for you. It looks interesting. It's a Studio Ghibli film 'The Tale of Princess Kaguya'. It looks fairly historically accurate, though the details of the story look to be adapted to fit the story. It's a little long, but it's really interesting, so please watch and tell me what you think!

Hypocrisy

Heehee. I just relearned how to spell that word. I realized that it was unfair of me to be put-out that no one has updated when I haven't done it either. And no, just posting a video doesn't count. Though Wolverine was kinda cool. And I do like that song. At least give your thoughts/reasons for posting the damn things!!

Urrrgh. I've been awake for too long, but I really wanna hear how ppl are doing lately so I'm posting damnit. As for me: I'm doin' fine. I attended a Pregnancy Massage Workshop where my confidence in dealing with that special population skyrocketed. The best part? My Scholarship totally paid for that class, so I didn't have to feel guilty. And I have an awesome certification! :D

Maya has been up my booty for the longest time now. For example: She hasn't left her spot beside me in.... 4 hours. She happens to be laying on top of my jacket. I also happen to be cold. Unfortunately, I do not believe this to be a coincidence. I've been eagerly waiting for her to get up so I could have it. And there's no such luck.

I did laundry today. Well, we did laundry. Ah shit. I just remembered I left my sheets in the dryer. I wonder if they'll still be there.....Damnit. I hate when I forget that. .....I'll do it tomorrow. Hopefully Hubby with also do the floors tomorrow.



We made a list of all the stuff that needs doing this morning when I woke us up like a BOSS. I didn't set an alarm, but thought to myself (quite firmly) 'I want to wake up between 9:30 and 10. TEN O CLOCK, YA HEAR?!' First I woke up at 9:21. Which is fairly close, you have to admit. Then I dozed a bit and woke up at 10:00 exactly. I rolled over and woke up Hubby, cuddled a moment then checked the time to see it read 10:01. Like I said, I'm awesome.

I'm also probably sick. I have a sharp pain in the right side of my throat every time I swallow. My appetite has been pairing off with nausea, and I keep fighting off low-grade fevers. It's so annoying when I get sick. It's even more annoying that Hubby hardly EVER catches whatever I do. Hmph. Let me make this more positive: My body takes the pathogen and messes with it so badly that it can't make anyone else sick. So I'm like an awesome biological defense! Mwahahah! .....It'd be really cool if that were true, wouldn't it?

You know, I don't really like the original of this song, but this version feels much more heartfelt and far less annoying.


I forgot my sheets today. Well, actually, it's more like, in our binders, it says 'Mock Exam' for both classes today, so hardly anyone brought sheets. A lot of us did clothed massage tonight.... And yesterday I forgot to check what we needed, and so I didn't take any towels and ended up borrowing some from a friend in class. :/ I feel like I'm seriously slacking here. There's only about two weeks left. And I'm still an A/B student. I took a mock exam today and we graded it. I took it without studying at all. This resulted in an 87 for me. So you can see, I'm finding few reasons to study beyond just perfectionism and wanting to be better than everyone. And as I've previously posted, doing really well ends up being..... well, really lonely. At least with these grades, I'm not too scared to ask how others did. Because if I ask, they'll likely ask me, and with grades in the 90s, it felt too much like bragging. With grades in the 80s, I feel less like it's some kind of gloating.

Does it sound too much like I'm letting peer pressure lower my grades? I can make it sound like I'm just lazy, if that's better. *ahem* I really get tired of staring at these books, and reviewing previous tests, and studying online all the time. I could be using that time to read books and cook, and look for jobs and hang out with others. This facet is also true to a point. I don't actually get tired of my books. The other stuff is..... well, I've reviewed my tests once, but I've never studied online. And I do actually use my time to sleep and cook and eat and read. *shrug* So essentially I'm lazy and enjoying the results.

Oh damn. This guy's voice..... is super sexy. Like, my jaw actually dropped. *siiiiigh* I'm a sucker for a throaty voice.


Oh yeah. I'm blonde now. Like, high school blonde. I feel 16 again when I look in the mirror. And I HATE it. I want to dye my hair blue as soon as possible, but I'm scared of messing it up. When I did it purple, I couldn't get the back well enough, and I had streaks that didn't take the color because of my carelessness. I was a little ashamed. So I'm nervous about trying again.

I talked with one of the ladies that came back for me for the third time. I mentioned they're only allowed to request us 5 times, and suggested she space out her visits so I could see her as many times as possible.

My birthday was really nice. My sister in jail called me, and Hubby did everything I asked, and never once told me no. I even picked out a duper awesome dress that makes me feel like a greek goddess. It's dark blue, and I love myself in it, even though I use it for a night dress. I had a clinic session scheduled, and my client was the one I just mentioned! I love working on her, I can visibly see and feel the effects after, and she's just so pleasant and appreciative. We ate at a sushi place, but while the fare was pretty good, it was expensive, and I didn't like the ambiance or the lighting very much.

I'm beginning to see that dim lighting bothers me a LOT. I would rather close my eyes and wander around in the dark than constantly strain my eyes to see what I'm doing. It's a good thing you don't need vision to massage.

Phew. I've let myself write a lot, and taken an hour I could have been sleeping to do so. I can't decide how much sleep I should have now. I really wanna dye my hair, but I also really wanna catch up on sleep ( I begin to feel like ppl lie to themselves when they believe they can recover lost sleep). Oh well. I'll sleep til I wake! Here's a lovely rendition of Once Upon a December to say good night.