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Posted: November 23, 2010 in Uncategorized

So, I start a new job tomorrow. After … how many months now of unemployment? Hm. 3 months … 3 months going on 3 years, it seems.

I am nervous, a bit. Naturally. This field consists of pretty much the antithesis of the training I’ve mastered. However, the specific job I have palatable experience in.

I got fat. I started working out today. Did 40 mins of cardio … Billy Blanks’ revision of Tae-Bo brought me back to high school which I originally thought would be comforting … but I think it rendered the adverse effect. Disappointing. Also: losing the specific equipment required is annoying, to say the least. I’m working up to P90X. My athletic brother pretty much laughed in my face … Which, I don’t really blame him for. I mean, c’mon. There’s such thing as realism and P90X pushes the meniscus on that one where my water level falls fall below that point currently. I just want to get into a healthy lifestyle – For good. Not episodically.

I still want to learn guitar. Acoustic. And learn music theory and write poetry again and lyrics also this time around. Get to know my voice … did you know that your voice (singing at the very least) changes as your weight fluctuates? I don’t have citation for that but a professor of music told me and I have noticed it myself and, believe me, I know about fluctuating weight.

I would feel best about myself if I mastered veganism – but did it right this time around, so I don’t start looking like an overripe peach by Week 3. I mean, I did it in college for at least a semester, but ended up malnourished so that didn’t do much for my health other than slimming me down like no one’s business.

Give yourself permission to work at your own pace.

The above advice has presented itself in my life a couple of different ways recently … and I thought I’d share at the same time as I remind myself. I must remember my own idea that the change that is lasting is slow and thoughtful.

And with that … I’m going to prematurely end this good conversation and take it up soon, but for now: I need to get my sleep for tomorrow’s fresh start.

Goodnight, my beautiful and handsome friends.

money monster

Posted: August 26, 2010 in Uncategorized

Well … hello again.

So, I graduated. I walked the stage. I made a bit of a fool of myself, and I let myself go a bit …

Much, and at the same time not much, has happened since then.

Money is an issue and I’ve found that the pressures of money-engagements lead many good people into misery; they sell themselves in order to keep afloat.

I’m not saying money is a bad thing. I’m saying money is a hazardous thing and we should be careful with the agreements we make with it.

Personally, I have carelessly made too many financial engagements. I’m not going to blame it on anyone, or even my youth or my “biochemical challenges”; I’ll take full responsibility and attribute my foolishness with pride. I heard the warnings. I’m an intelligent person. I just have (still) not fully grasped the concept that

it takes many small drops to fill a jug.

As a result, I sold my soul again: to a corporation. Worse: to a call center. A call center for a phone company that I personally switched services away from a little over a year ago because the service was … well … truly terrible. I live in a city with a remarkable high unemployment rate, a city that was once a booming industry but has begun a steep economic spiral downwards due to outsourcing. But that in itself is a completely different subject. The point is:

That call center, for a company I pretty strongly have personal qualms with, is the easiest full-time job to currently attain in the decaying city in which I live.

We’ll leave it at: I no longer work there.

Sometimes I wonder whether that fact isn’t positive … but at the end of the day? I am glad.

I don’t think I can even count a handful of people that agree with me on this matter. Most people offer the judgment that they don’t know hardly anyone that enjoys their job and I need to suck it up and “do what I’ve gotta do.”

I am too talented and valuable and young to get on the rat-race treadmill just yet.

The pressures of monetary engagements are still upon me but I’ve come to the realization that I am fortunate to be a bit more creative with my money-earning: I can pull a couple of part-time jobs that I’m actually interested in and believe in at this juncture.

I will keep you updated on the outcome.

Love yourself and your life. It’s never too late to repo; it just may require some extra work and creativity. Believe it. You must.

-fin-

Posted: May 10, 2010 in Uncategorized

It is almost 4:30a and I e-mailed my last undergrad paper to my professor about 75 minutes ago.

In 3.5 hours, I will take my last undergrad final exam.

And then … I am finished with undergrad.

Next Sunday I will cross the stage.

It’s surreal. I can’t sleep and now I have the time, so I thought I’d update this.

As always, I refuse to harbor regrets. Sure, there are things I may have done differently but … all in all, I think everything happens for a reason. All the hardships we go through – and even some that we put ourselves through – all serve to teach us a lesson … and that lesson will present itself over and over until it is learned.

Procrastination remained a major issue throughout my college career … even up until this term paper I just sent. The result is insaneoid measures in order to complete things. My procrastination largely stemmed from an intense fear that 1.) I would not be able to handle it; I’m not good enough, 2.) I would deplete my energy source by pouring too much energy into the paper and would therefor not have enough energy to finish the rest of the semester, and 3.) I would rather have been doing something … something physical, something different … such as focusing on a performance or a show. Recognizing the problem is the first step … and surely I will remember this when I choose to enter grad school.

Perhaps my greatest success was my undergrad thesis. I quit my job in order to dedicate all of my time to it and realized from this how glorious school is when there are no other responsibilities. I feel absolutely no pity for those children who are not forced to have jobs and complain about schoolwork. Knowing this, I will work and save in order to be able to work less when I do choose to go back to school. But for now … my brain is absolutely fried. I wrote my thesis in three days. I started research and thinking about it months ahead of time – and that is the key: Thinking about it early.  I definitely did not think about this term paper much until a couple of days ago … and producing those 12 pages was more difficult and draining than writing the 40 for my thesis. Also, the subject matter was far different but still: It would have been easier had I started thinking about it much earlier.

Had I to do it over, I would definitely be even more involved with the school (clubs/organizations) than I was. In my later college career, I became quite involved … but I would choose to be even more so. I suppose that’s not entire accurate – I was incredibly active in the theatre but that was my major and I didn’t really fit in with the students. This left me feeling desperately alone … and that feeling is terrible. I felt as though I didn’t have very many friends at all. I had a lot of respect … but it’s lonely at the top with no friends. And so I spent a lot of time drowning in my own misery. This past year, however, I became more involved with multiple clubs and met people outside of the department. It was the best decision I ever made. I met my best friends – none of which are in my major. This past year would not have been nearly as enjoyable or dare I say possible without their support. I know these friendships will last a lifetime.

There was a time – quite a long time – where I wanted nothing more than to transfer schools. This last semester has taught me that staying was the best thing for me. You see, I believe now that college is not so much about learning facts … you can look those up by yourself. Rather, the most important college is not learning WHAT to think, but HOW to think. I have definitely learned how to think, research, and synthesize my ideas – which I learned in the classroom – and even more invaluably, I learned how to organize (in the grassroots/leadership sense) and how to work with people. I thought my Theatre Arts degree was useless but it has proven more useful than I could have imagined – I have learned everything from speaking in front of an audience to painting large works of art to the way technology works to how to supervise and manage the most impossible types of people – and all of these things are applicable to everyday survival.

My college has also presented me with invaluable opportunities – everything from playing leads in an Ibsen play and an Albee play to meeting such important people as Chuck Klostermann to introducing Eric Alva and Andy Thayer to a large audience and organizing a benefit. I was able to express my ideas and see them successfully to fruition after enough work – and through my training and experience, I have had plenty of practice to perfect my skills.

As a wise professor once told me – Just as you graduate, you realize you are finally prepared to be a freshman. It is true. It has taken me these years to straighten myself out and gain perspective, which I am grateful for. I have made too many mistakes to count during these past years … but I could not have chosen a better, safer place to do so. And now that the rehearsal period is through and I’ve gotten quite a few mistakes out of the way: I head into the “real” world, hopefully making many less.

I hope you have the opportunity to experience college, whomever you are. ❤

‘why?’

Posted: April 14, 2010 in Uncategorized

As I undressed for the most glorious shower, I was introduced to gluttony. I slipped into another mindset–one of objectivity. It was then that I led myself out of denial. Out of illusion. I took a step back and paid attention.

I documented. I am documenting. Even at this very second.

Tomorrow I will review. Assess. Reconnect my mind, soul, and body. I will not live another day in blind disconnect.

And then I will eat breakfast.

In order to continue this self-awareness, this self-study, I will ask myself ‘why?’ after every decision … and even every decision to avoid deciding. Noticing when my decisions morph from response to reaction.

Tomorrow I will practice CONTROL / EMOTION … control over emotion. Am I in control of my emotions or are my emotions in control of me?

My brain is losing its Linus dirt-cloud … I enjoy it working easier and faster and building stamina. I enjoy the glow of a healthy soul as it grows brighter and brighter with awareness. I understand my body more tonight. I am the absolutely worst to it. I will also enjoy feeling the strength and lightness grow ever present.

I will care for myself in total … I will become my ideal self.

It began tonight.

i’m still alive

Posted: April 13, 2010 in Uncategorized

…In case you were wondering.

It’s almost time. Almost the end of my college career. By this Friday I have to have approximately 4 pages written: double-spaced, 1″ margins, Times New Roman, size 12 font. By next Friday I have to write a total of 42 pages minimum … with annotated bib, final outline, final everything for my thesis. By the Friday after that I have to have written another 24 pages written. Between now and the end of the semester, I will have written a total of 70 pages–a thesis and 4 other papers–in this time frame. That’s not counting all of the other papers I’ve written this semester.

I am calm. I have no worries at all. I can handle anything with the right mindset. I have superpowers. 🙂

Well, that’s what I’m up to. Also: president of the queer group on campus and this Saturday we’re hosting our huge community project. Radical speaker from Chicago, raffle baskets, refreshments, and screening of Milk on a HUGE screen in one of the nation’s largest collegiate theaters. April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month and the donations/money from the raffle baskets go to a local women’s shelter-type organization that helps abused women escape. The day before, Friday, is the Day of Silence and we’re flying a gay pride flag at half mast + I’m writing a campus-wide e-mail explaining the day and our large display of our presence on campus. Senior skip day is either this Friday or the next Monday … I hope it’s not Friday. But Friday is better than no day at all.

accept

Posted: February 25, 2010 in Uncategorized

Last night was just too much. We all have those days. I mean, I came right off of a weekend of heightened euphoria by sufficient mind-blowing, little sleep, higher energy, and so many laughs and connections. Back to reality. Back to thesis (yikes!). Back to Rockford, IL. Back to balance. And as much fun as the weekend was, there were horrific accounts of what still happens to us queers today.

To the underdogs: I hear your cries, I feel your pain, you’re beautiful in your strength, and I love you very much. I know you. I am you. I have been and we are. We. Are. And we Will Be.

But the downside of deep empathy and compassion is … the feeling part. So much oppression and repression and segregation — even within our own queer community, people. It’s saddenning. Then I come back to stories of extreme injustices befallen to those I know … and it dawns on me: I’m not Christian. Not in a guilt-way. I’m just … not. A little bit of a mind-fuck, but isn’t all mental evolution like a downpour?

I find one of my dearest friends, and we talk. We talk about spirituality … and it makes so much sense. What we said is between us until I figure out more things … but how comforting the truth is to hear. Individual spirituality. While we were talking, I started drawing and this came organically:

And so I accepted the fact that: I am not Christian. I was a closet Christian for a long time. I am no longer.

We were talking a lot about how self-hatred and self-judgment affect your energy, etc. Today, I embraced the fact that I’m chubby. I am. I am legitimately chubby. It is. And it is within my power to change that if I wish. I am no as healthy as I could/should be/wish I was. And so I can change that. I deserve better care. I’m smart enough to stop and think. I control my actions. My body and physical health are linked directly to my mental and spiritual health.

And it’s all linked to balance.

And today … I decided to accept myself for who I am. Physically, at least. No name-calling, no denial, no sucking in, no Spanx.

There’s no sense in judgment … of yourself, or others. It truly is what it is. There is no such thing as the good/evil dichotomy or binary. There is no such thing as good or evil. They’re social constructs that exist to try and make sense of the world and, some may argue, were developed as a control mechanism. Either way: when you think in binaries–even one this ingrained–you fall into a deathly trap of judgment.

It is not good. It is not evil. It just is. A product of the environment.

A handy tip in dealing with raging conservatives who cannot relate. They don’t understand. They are products of their environments. They are. I am. I will continue to be and grow and develop into who I am, discovering, enjoying, loving, attaining and enjoying health and balance.

Now, the tricky part: Instilling this as a natural understanding.

xo,

k

to accomplish

Posted: February 17, 2010 in Uncategorized
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Things I would like to accomplish (besides graduation):

LONG TERM:

  • learn to knit?
  • learn to blow glass from that awesome guy before he moves away
  • start up that music/art project (Top Secret for now)
  • learn some HTML/CSS and how to develop a web site to my standards
  • create my own website
  • become a real vegan (The vegan college cookbook I ordered came today!!)
  • start up an Etsy account to begin selling these creations of which I speak about mastering
  • earn my consumer freedom by paying off my credit cards
  • get a guitar/learn to play

SHORT TERM

  • finish my taxes before The Conference this weekend!
  • con’t perfecting my crocheting
  • fix up/sell my piano
  • …finish this paper by today.

More details to come. Life is exciting!

no … NOW

Posted: February 14, 2010 in Uncategorized

Tell me … how soon is “next time?”

I’ll start eating better … after this venti caramel frappucino with whipping cream. Last one, I promise.

I’ll stop procrastinating … after this last quick check of Facebook. It’ll just take a second.

I’ll stop spending money I don’t have … after this [insert any ‘want’ item here]. I’ve wanted it forever.

I’ll start working out … when I’m not so busy/tired/[insert excuse of choice here].

…cliches have an exquisite way of making me ignore them. But cliches are what they are because they hold some truth, if you can sift through the healthy dose of “TRITE.”

Carpe Diem. Seize the Day. That was the phrase for the honors program in our public schools when I went there. I was part of that society because I did my work immediately otherwise I knew I’d forget about it. Since then, I’ve become too lax. Too many excuses.

When is it time to start making the right decisions? Healthy decisions? The best decisions? NOW.

repo: holy crap day, batman

Posted: February 13, 2010 in Uncategorized
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Today … was a bad day. I think I’ll bust out a timeline to shake things up:

  • 1:00a| Fell asleep. Didn’t look over notes for fear that I wouldn’t be able to sleep.
  • 6:15a| Wake. Take meds. Go back to bed.
  • 7:00a| Wake. Get out of bed. Dress.
  • 7:10a| At dining hall. POSITIVE: ate most of a bagel w/ cream cheese & strawberry yogurt with granola and fresh cranberries. 2 glasses of iced tea instead of coffee.
  • 7:30-9:15a| Study. Cramming just isn’t a good idea.
  • 9:15-10:05a| Sit in classroom and wait for exam to be administered. Review. Try to not let the people sniffling and shuffling get on my nerves. Fail a few times.
  • 10:05-10:25a| Take exam. First done. Got confused on some important details. Feeling insecure.
  • 10:35-10:50a| Sit outside next class and try to finish paper due by 1:00p
  • 11:00-11:50a| Visual Culture class
  • noon-12:30p| Get refund check from school. Open. It is $300 less than my account read. Have lunch. Vegan cabbage roll & veggie egg roll … and piece of cheese pizza w/ Wild Cherry Pepsi. Visit our college’s student money people. They tell me I’ve lost part of my MAP Grant. Leave before crying a little.
  • 12:35-12:55p| Finish the paper. Hooray! E-mail’d.
  • 1:05-1:50| Theatre History I tutorial. Rad prof, respect him madly. Though my excessive notes are “admirable,” I should “lighten up.” He shoots down my shoddy senior thesis topic…which means I have wasted a month. I cry. Awkward. At least he saved it now before I got backed up against a wall further.
  • 1:50-2:15| Add color to one of my lady’s Valentine’s Day gifts: the first print I’ve made on a press! …get a significant amount of gold permanent marker on my Calvin Klein jacket. Emphasis: permanent. The print looks better.
  • 2:15-3:30| Fuck my last class. Get ready for work.

Now, here’s the point where I repo my life. I consciously decide that when I go to work, I am not allowed to think of anything else except my job, in the moment. I will have a good work day. I will do the best I can. I will have fun. I will be grateful for my job. All I can say is: I was successful. My place of work strives to create a magical environment … I started thinking of things differently. I thought of myself as a hostess and my department as my house … it worked well. 🙂

My day went back to crappy after I left but that doesn’t matter. All I wanted you to know was that you can own your day if you choose; we’re not in a Greek tragedy. …or are we? 😉

-k

swimmingly

Posted: February 11, 2010 in Uncategorized

So, I’m trying to figure out what my issue is. I don’t have time to slack off and consume extra calories … I feel as though I participate in self-sabotage too much. Unwillingly … but isn’t that how it goes?

I feel like my brain’s detached from my body when I’m making decisions. As in … when I’m about to do something, I’m thinking that it’s a bad decision and coming up with the right decision but then watch myself making the bad decision. I think I’m addicted to emergency and chaos. Maybe it’s more exciting to me to live in high alert. HOWEVER: it is not more fun … for me OR my loved ones. Particularly my woman. If I made more right decisions that would alleviate some of the pressure she feels to help keep me in line by reminding me of what I said I would do and the great ideas for improvement that I had during a moment of healthy clarity, most likely after a good, productive day.

Well, I’m at the bookstore by my work writing this. I agreed to take a fellow employee’s hours today despite the fact that I have other things that I need to do … and I do need the money. I get paid tomorrow … a big check … the leftovers from school grants, etc. I need to pay bills and even that whopper isn’t going to cover it … so, I need hours. In 45 minutes I start the five hour shift in 3″ heels. What waits for me after is about 3 hours’ worth of a study guide to finish for an exam tomorrow and a paper. At least this time I read the play at the beginning of the week and did preliminary research! Yeah! I’ll end this and research the articles I need to have found by tomorrow.

What’s the good of posting without contemplating a solution first? Well, maybe I should contact my Psychology professor friend and get her take on this suspected self-sabotage bit. I think it’s partially that I balk at the large shadow cast by complex tasks … which grows the longer I put them off. My previous solution was to stuff my fear into a black hole and just get on with it … but I think I have found my combination of a solution in two parts:

The first I learned in this swimming class I have to take to graduate. In order to reserve energy you must relax and breathe. I did it for a split second … until the guy next to me swam into me and I resumed freaking out about inhaling water. Now I try and swim M-F when the pool’s open, usually at noon after my Visual Culture class. It’s working well. I’m working up to excellent swimming and a more fit body.

The second I learned by ignoring my temptation to procrastinate as a result of shadow-fear. I did indeed stuff the fear and did so by just choosing something–ANYTHING–to do off of my list. Ah-ha! I have it. Just like warming up, I have to find something small and perhaps mindless to do to work into a study session. Fabulous…

I must remember these examples and apply them more than the once each that they’ve worked.

Self: Stop being mean to you. Though life hasn’t always been healthy, just make the best decisions … one at a time. Healthy feels better. Just make the next right decision … and all will be well.

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