"you don't poop in your own nest"

So, my parents made an offer on the desired house today! I've been looking forward to this for so long that I've already begun shopping for things. Here's a few items on my Christmas Wish List from Anthropologie:

 

This is the Cirrus Duvet Set in creme. It's hard to see the details, but it's basically what a typical down feather comforter would look like, but it has this beautiful roused detailing. I added a picture of the shams for more detail.

  

I love these chairs and they would all look so great at this house.

I am in dire need of a desk. This one is perfect. I love the simplistic design and it's size.

 

Of course, I'll need a shower curtain. These two are beautiful.

This rug is wonderful as well! I was thinking this would be great in a large size for the dining room or the upstairs den.

I love these towels! They're called "sculpted bath linens." Perfection...

Oh! There's one more thing that I'm dying for from Pottery Barn.

AHH! I need this chair in my life.

I'm sure there's more that I'll end up wanting -- or more so needing. I just really hope that we we get this house. It's so unique. I wish I would have taken pictures when I looked at it today.

Now I have a lot of schoolwork to attend to. This break has not been as ideal as I'd hoped.

giving thanks vs. turkey

The title of this post is completely irrelevant to it's contents other than the fact that i am drawing nearer and nearer to Thanksgiving break. I am more than ready for time away from school and the much needed time spent with family (and friends, too).

The only thing keeping me from going home right this minute is a test in College Algebra at 2:40. I loathe the class, but luckily I understand the material this time. I'm hoping for at least a B... or a C. It will probably be the latter. My teacher is honestly the WORST.

So, I had a HUGE scare today. I thought that my wallet (with my student I.D., my driver's license, my key to my dorm, and my debit card in it) fell out of my purse in the cafeteria. I had to wait for Taylor to get out of class, so I could check the dorm. I had already told my mom and everything, but it luckily had gotten into my notebook somehow when it was in my bag. GOD. More than anything, I just can't believe how relaxed my mom was about it. She just said, "It's okay! It happens to everyone. We can take care of it. Just don't let it stress you out and distract you from your test!" You would think that the child would be more apathetic and the parent would be the unnerved, but once you get older, things change, I suppose! All that matters now is that I got it back. I am so incredibly relieved.

Now I have to go take that fucking test. AGH!

peace beneath the city

So, Cool Shoes was Friday. It has gotten a lot more popular since it's earlier days. There were probably 300 people there at one point. It was a little ridiculous actually. If you were dancing, it was extremely difficult to move. There were a lot of people just standing around or bumping and grinding into you. It was very frustrating. We only stayed an hour and a half, but it was nonetheless amazingly wonderful. I got to see a lot of people that I love and have missed.

Other than that, I had a very relaxing weekend (for myself as planned).

I have a full night of studying and other work ahead of me. I'm so reluctant to begin. I am looking forward to Thanksgiving break, though! I just hate that we're only out Wed-Fri rather than the whole week.

In other good news, my mom and her fiance are coming to look at the house we've been wanting on Wednesday. I really hope that we get it soon. I don't think I will be able to handle living on campus that much longer!

love: is it really all you need?

yes. i am currently reading a book called The Greatest Thing in the World by Henry Drummond. i am almost positive that no one has heard of it simply because it was written in the 30's. it's actually one of those old books you would find at an antique shop. it's 41 pages long, but is incredibly dense and has already impacted my views on the matter. i found it at the Cox Arts Center downtown one day. i read the intro and fell in love with it. Jay obviously saw that and had to buy it for me (and he is absolutely wonderful for doing so).

basically, this book argues that love is the most important need simply because every other need is a sub-category and a result of love. it's surprisingly modern considering it was written in the 30's. if anyone would like to read it, just let me know! it's quick and very intriguing. more than anything, i was surprised to find that i do follow practically every quality in a person that is filled with love.

i never really thought about it, but i absolutely love everyone. that's why i end up being so busy. i'm always trying to please everyone (not that i'm complaining). however, someone did present me with the idea of taking some time for myself. that's why i plan to do everything this weekend with myself in mind. i'm not committing myself to do anything just because someone wants me to. i will do it for the simple enjoyment of doing it for myself and myself alone. i haven't painted in too long, so i'm going to spend time on saturday doing that. i may even go sit in a park alone and take pictures. as lonely as that all may sound, i'm really looking forward to it. thank you, Tori, for calling it healthy because i was thinking it was a little selfish for a while.

well, on another note, tonight is the Free Micah show at UCA! Jay hardly ever comes to Conway anymore, so i'm quite excited about being able to watch his amazing band and hang out with all of them for a while (before returning to my strenuous study load).

i will conclude on this note:

i want my life back! :]

oh!

i have first post syndrome.

the only notable event of my day is this:

i met the prodigal Chuck Klosterman tonight.

need proof?

BOOM. a life goal is complete.

i cannot fully emphasize how wonderful this man is, so i won't. go read his work.