Sunday, October 28, 2012

Gabi's brain is spinning wheels. Graph the function.

The rain outside is falling down in a pre-apocalyptic kind of mood. Then again, it could all be projection. We talked about that in my introduction to psychology class. How the way we see the world is much less dependent on reality itself than our own ideas. 

I've been interested in boundaries lately. When does one thing become something else? When does a stream become a river, or a twig become a stick, or a tropical storm become a hurricane? The boundaries seem quite arbitrary, yet we can usually instinctively figure out whether a shade of grey is closer to black or white. 

When does daylight stop being daylight and become progressively darker shades of blue until the stars come out and suddenly it's night? 

When my family drives north to the cottage, how exactly do industrial buildings morph into fields with cows and then into uninhabited forest without us even noticing?

When does rain stop being refreshing and begin to turn into cliched symbolism for tears which I can't for the life of me get rid of right now?

. . . I've always been told I ask too many questions. 

Um. Life right now. 
I'm doing terribly in math class. I've been trying to get a new supply of gumption*. It's tough. 
Finding it difficult to eat, I don't know if it's the stress or something else. I'm usually pretty good at stress. This doesn't make sense.
On the bright side, NaNoWriMo is coming up and that is rather exciting. There's a regional event tomorrow night and I'm super-excited. 

<3 Gabi

*"A person filled with gumption doesn't sit around dissipating and stewing about things. He's at the front of the train of his own awareness, watching to see what's up the track and meeting it when it comes. That's gumption." - Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance

Friday, October 12, 2012

I like music and I am sleep deprived.

I got a math tutor. When I think about it, I know that I needed one.
I hate asking for help. It's so far from being my nature that it doesn't even occur to me that maybe my teacher is there to answer additional questions. I like being self-reliant, and it isn't always a good thing.
That's why having a tutor is so incredibly painful.
I go through an entire hour, twice a week, of asking for help. It's sort of helping my math mark. Ish.
Admitting shortcomings. It's a good thing, I think.
Now I just need to actually change.

On another note, NANOWRIMO IS REALLY SOON. I'm excited. My region has so many amazing events. I need to plot more. Any advice for writing children's fantasy?
If you don't know what NaNoWriMo is, check it out.

Sleep deprivation is bad. Get sleep, you guys. This isn't fun.

I watched The Notebook for the first time last week. Maybe I'm getting sappier with old age, but it's the first movie which has made me cry in a tears running down cheeks way. Isn't it funny how our opinions on things are often based on how many tears are shed?

Life's been busy, and I haven't been keeping up with my blogger people as much as I would like to.
I'll be trying to actually reply to comments and stuff.

Here's something I made in commtech when I got bored.
I challenge you to make something uglier.

Hoping for a real post sometime soon.

<3 Gabi