prodigieux

beautiful, as in beautiful day, beautiful weather, beautiful life

This has been the first great day in a long time. It snowed really hard last night and I fell asleep on my bed watching the snow fall by the light of the street lamps.
My favorite cold morning sunny day smell was outside the whole day. Even though it was 40 degrees, I remembered how much I love that weather and wearing my knit uggs.
I only missed very few questions during my MCAT group session.
I love my family. I love my friends.

The point really is, I really needed today to remind myself of how much beauty and happiness and value there is in life. My motivation is back on, in full gear.



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inutile

I brought 16 books home from the library last last week.

Firstly, what is wrong with my stomach? I think maybe I have acidosis or stomach-eat-you-alive syndrome or something. Maybe it is the gummy bears, or maybe it is the yogurt, but my stomach does not appreciate it.

And what's with this twittering? There are so many uninteresting people on twitter. Why do they bother writing, when all they have to say are things like "I had a good day today. Sunny outside and warn enough to have ice cream." These people do not need to twitter.

I ended up getting one so I could follow Christopher Walken...

Yes, yes, yes I know. PrimeMinister3, let me know if you end up getting one so I can follow you on it too.

Lastly and importantly, I am hopelessly horrible at writing papers. All I want is to go for a run outside, but my stomach still HURTS.



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les éternuements

(a) Spring has decided to... well, spring up on me. My loving to leave my window open caused me to accidentally leave my window open over the break, and my room is now pollinated. I have valiantly tried to un-dust, launder, and vacuum each square inch of my room. However, I am still all sniffles and sneezes and watery eyes, as I sit here studying. Miserable.

(b) I had the extreme urge to take a long, long run yesterday because it was 70 degrees outside, and sunny. My being restless and very full of energy inspired me to run up and down a flight of very steep stairs, several (too, too many) times. My thighs are now burning, and I feel certain that I look like I'm waddling when I walk to class.

(c) For the first time this semester, or maybe for the first time since the year 2005, I don't have work due this week. Though I have an exam coming up and a paper to revise, etc, etc. Only, this is phenomenal!! The possibilities are kind of almost endless: I can do [well, study, really] anything!



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doué

happy birthday to two of my best friends.

it keeps raining

Sometimes, I cannot help but to be impressed by how talented some people are, and how each person is so individual in their interests and brilliance. Last night I got to attend a concert with my favorite pianist, Yefim Bronfman as the guest performer. Totally enraptured by his performance (as always), I kept thinking to myself, if only I could have half as much talent as he does at piano, in any one thing I learn.. I would be happy.

Only after thinking about it a bit more, sadly, I realize I am much more greedy than that, and I doubt how much talent I would have to have to really be satisfied. It's easy to pick out my weaknesses, but it is so hard to appreciate what talent I am already lucky to have.

Plus, I have to point out, that some people are just total geniuses. Brahms on his Second Piano Concerto, for instance. By gosh, his fourth movement really affected me. Le sigh...



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petit repos

My favorite smell is when its really cold outside around the end of November on Saturday mornings when the air is dry and the sun is out. One of my favorite sounds is the sound of snow falling, and how after the snow stops falling, it sounds like there is a blanket around everything in the world and it's soft and quiet. I give. Winter is one of my favorite seasons except for the bitter cold of the wind and how it numbs my fingers, toes, nose, and ears completely.

But it's March already. What exactly is Spring doing? I am already ready for its arrival so that I don't have to wear at least 3 layers anymore. I would say that I am looking forward to not having to wear gloves and boots everywhere. Lucky me, going to school in a city where Spring might not start until after Easter.

from my seat on the plane

I am, for the first time in a long time, quite happy about a lot of things. For one, I'm home. For another, I am free to play as much music as I'd like for a week. I've planned to accomplish things: read some Hemingway, write a short piano piece, study for the MCAT, lounge about, and shop. This is another one of my favorites, it's the smell -- of freedom!



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