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I like it when groups of people on thanksgiving go around the table and say what they are thankful for. I know that many families have this tradition but my family does not. I do wish that my family did, but I also feel that we are thankful for many things that aren’t necessarily vocalized. Every year though as I’m cooking I go through everything I’m thankful for in my head. The normal “I am thankful for a roof over my head, food on the table, loved ones around me, health, knowledge, pumpkin pie, etc” are my first thoughts. As I get deeper into cooking I start to realize that the first few things I listed are things I take for granted and that I’m not necessarily thankful for at all. They are a given like how my family fails to vocalizes thanks on thanksgiving. I want to start saying how thankful I am to have a close, loving family, to be able to go to school, to have the ability to no go hungry, and all that good stuff but I also wish to not become a sap. Being a sap would kill my image, not that my image really matters but I like to think it does occasionally. I believe though that even acknowledging that I want to be more thankful for the givens in life is a step in the right direction.
Side-note: In the car tonight I started my list of what I am thankful for, I was surprised that one of the first few thoughts that popped into my head was “I am thankful for unexpected romances.” I know it is cheesy but I don’t care, I’m pretty sure that I’ve killed my punk-ass image in the past two weeks anyway.
It is almost turkey day! I’m so excited! Oh my god, all the food.. I can’t wait! I’m also excited about the gathering at my parent’s place, there is going to be about 15 people around the table. Even all day today I was giddy about thanksgiving. Tim kept asking me why I was smiling or laughing and for the most part it was my excitement for tomorrow. I wish I could get this excited about Christmas.
Fucking-a Sarah, the facebook links to my blog have *exploded* thanks a lot. (I’m only half kidding.) Damn it, now everyone in the studio knows that I really don’t value my time at all, that and that I have human emotions. Ewwwwww. Just remember everyone, I’m still a punk-ass no matter how you look at it.
A sailor’s life for me! Hey wait a second, that isn’t right…
November has been crazy. Between school deadlines, crits, and a million birthdays I’ve been slightly drowning. But after today I’ll be done with parties, well except for Thanks-giving but I don’t see that as a party. I’m so excited about being able to just sit in the studio to work but I know that my ass will find it’s way to the futon next door… stupid futon. I’ve said this before and it still holds true, that futon like a time warp! It sucks your ass in and before you know it, BOOM! 3 hours of your life/work time/general time (pick one) are GONE. I’m pretty sure that the futon survives off of time and it’s favorite meal is student’s time.
Slightly side-note: Today is my birthday, I’ve reached the unexciting birthday of 22. The sad thing is is that I see my greatest achievement so far is the fact that I haven’t broken any bones yet this school year. Now that I’ve said this though…. fuck I really hate cast.
It has been really busy lately but the nice thing is that I don’t feel rushed at all (yet at least). The first draft of my thesis is due Wednesday, and I really just have the rough draft/outline and a ton of brainstorming done for it… we’ll see how I’m doing Tuesday night. But this past weekend, jam packed adventure fun! Friday was my mom’s and Coryn’s birthday parties, Saturday a date with Tim, and Sunday modeling for Quang for 12 hours.
The date with Tim went great, the only down fall was that we were both on out toes waiting for someone at school to spot us. (We were trying to keep it all on the “DL” for a while, which actually ended tonight.) I think it was fun and all sneaking a kiss from him at school and all but now I am really happy that people don’t harass me about how we should be dating when we sit next to each other. That and I love leaning into him when we sit on the futon.
