Past Lives

I am fascinated by all things supernatural and spiritual.  I think I saw a ghost once.  I've been in haunted houses.  I believe in mediums and psychics.  I think I sometimes see my Pop turn lights on and off as I drive by.  I read horoscopes.  I would like someone to do tarot cards for me one day.  I love Charmed.  Secretly I wish I could be in a coven haha... it would be so cool!  So for me, the idea of past-lives is entirely plausible.

Now, why, you might ask, am I suddenly talking about past lives?  Well.  Tonight I saw a movie, Footloose.  Yes it was the remake.  No it wasn't terrible.  And no, I haven't seen the original, but now I really want to.  Anyway, I promise this is related.  The music was so good, and I couldn't help but dance along in my seat.  So, I reckon in my past life I was a dancer of some sort.  I danced when I was little, and if I hadn't moved around so much, I think I would really have gotten into it!  Especially after a school play which involved rock'n roll dancing.  SO much fun.

Maybe I was a teen in the 50s or 60s in a past life, and my life was cut tragically short... who knows.  It would also be fun to have been a flapper in the 20s.

If someone could take the initiative and open up a club in town which played 50s and 60s rock n roll music, served milkshakes as well as cocktails, and had a jukebox, I would live there.  I would dance there all the time. 

I know there is Boogie Wonderland, but that's real 80s and full of people my parents ages reliving their youth.  Don't get me wrong, that's perfectly fine, but I want to go to a place where guys and girls my age dance together, but not in a way where nothing is left to the imagination. 

I don't like clubs in town, with their stupid remixes of good songs, and clubby DJ'ed music, where everyone is so drunk they stopped caring about the music and the dancing, where instead they writhe on the dancefloor in a sweaty heaving mess.  No.  I want guys to approach girls, and ask them to dance for a song or two.

I swear, I have been young in the wrong era.  Someone build a time machine and take me back to the 60s, stat!

Stress

It's that time of the university semester.  Everything is due.  All at once.  Once means right now.

I might pass out with fear.  I think I already failed my French grammar test.  It was so terrible.  I hate failing.  It makes me so sad.  I try not to fail, but maaaaan French is sooo bad.  I can't wait to drop it. 

I'm already looking forward... I want to plan my timetable for next year and begin re-enrolling at uni already... but I just have to focus and get through the next two weeks first.  

ARGHHHH.

I need a hug.

As a side note, I also need a hug because today in anthropology class we had to watch baby chickens be force fed poison and subsequently die.  I'm disturbed by this very much.  To counter-act this, I'm going to add a picture of live baby chickens. 

 

I feel a bit better now.

Oh. I Forgot I Had a Blog.

The infrequency of my posts and their random content.  Pretty much sums me up really.  I'm not easily distra...oooh shiny!  Kidding.  But seriously, my mind goes everywhere.  One minute I'm obsessed with a particular author/singer/website/food/*insert addictive item here*, and the next minute I've forgotten what my previous obsession was.

I don't think I was ever meant to be a regular blogger.  I really only blog if I have something I really want or need to say.  Usually it's important to me.  Most of the time it won't mean a thing to anyone else.  And that's totally cool.

So.  Current obsessions.  Demi Lovato's new CD Unbroken, and also Annah Mac's Little Stranger.  Oh and who could forget Lady Antebellum's new one We Own the Night.  Yeah, I might have spent $100 on CDs last week.  Oops.  Oh well.  Love love love.   :)  I also can't get enough of fresh oranges.  Om nom nom. 

I am somewhat in denial about the next two weeks.  There's so much scary pass/fail crap happening at uni and I'm terrified of failure.  Unfortunately, that terror makes me freeze in fear.  It's a vicious cycle.  I am my own worst enemy.  Here's hoping last minute will work again this time.  Here is a picture of my current mindset...

Soooo yeah.  This is a pretty random blog.  I'm excited for summer and moving home, but I have to get thru the next two weeks.  Maybe I should disable FB for that time... I HAVE been using it a LOT less than normal lately tho, so I don't think that should be too much of an issue.

Until next time I have something I need to say... toodles!