I'm not alone!

As I had an essay to write today (for my Faulkner seminar), naturally I was chillin' in the Youtubes. After a delightful waste of time, I glanced down to the comments section and what did I see but this:

So, I'm not alone. Me and the Deadly Furby--we understand each other. Cheers.

Harry Spidahs

Hi. I just walked past an open dorm room and I overheard people quoting Harry Potter. This part, to be exact:

I actually had to make this because I couldn't find a proper representation of it anywhere else, but I just noticed that there's a misspelling of spiders. Yay me. UNTIE!

A big smile and peals of laughed appropriately followed. I love Harry Potter, I love quoting it and making fun of the bad acting and the British accents and the magical magic everywhere and I love the spin-offs in forms of puppets and musicals. I love mockeries/satires of Harry Potter and I love discussing various motivations of minor characters and even imagining what Jo Rowling was thinking about as she wrote the series. Anyways, there will be many posts devoted to Harry Potter-related things, but I just have to say that Harry Potter is one of my favorite things, ever. And it made me very happy today.

Mr. Peanut Farts in Your General Direction

What's that you say? An abuse of my blog? Hmm... I'll consider that and get back to you. Maybe.

Floridian Reminiscences

 Jess-a-mah-cah,

You make me so happy. Sometimes it just hits me: wow, that girl is AWESOME. Not only are you one of the most intelligent people I have ever met, but you are also THE kindest person I have ever known. The compassion you show for other people astounds me. People who aren't even giving in return! You work so hard, Jess, I don't know how you do that while simultaneously trying to be sensitive to the feelings/needs of your friends and family. When I think about your character, I see someone whom I'd like to emulate. And while your character and intelligence are cool, those are not the extent of your degree of awesome.

You, my dear, made me a tumblr. You brought me to Florida. You suffer through my bitchiness, you stay with me during my emotional and psychotic mood swings, and you have always been a good friend. I was going through photos from last summer, and I obviously remembered all the memories we made. IT WAS SO FUN! Such a good way to end high school.

I hope we go more places together. Can we? I want to. Let's get an apartment together sometime, and we can play cards again and have sleeping parties and watch lots of tv and eat lots of Olive Garden. Can we? I want to. I just like to be with you Jess. I like how it's a good time just to talk to you and to listen to your stories.

 I think alls I'm trying to say is this: I miss you, bud. And I can't wait to make some more memories. And I'm so incredibly grateful for the friend you've been to me. 

Thanks, Jess.

Sweet Nothings

Candy is good. I was never allowed to eat these as a kid because a) hard candy is EVIL and b) I only got these at Halloween and my parents didn't trust sweets without recognizable brand names emblazoned on their sides and c) life is weird, moving on. At some point (rebel that I was) they jumped from my don't eat pile into my do eat pile, and I've loved them ever since. 

I was with my family over the president's weekend and we went to a candy shop at the end of Pier 39. The shop was filled with buckets full of taffy and hard candies, and I couldn't resist throwing a few of these into my basket. I'm down to my last one and suddenly the thoughts I have surrounding these cute strawberry candies made me feel all gooey inside.

Even the wrapper is cute!

Once unwrapped, they start to melt in your mouth and then, at the last minute, I bite down and crunch through the soft center. Happiness follows with a 100% success rate.

yuuuummy.

Say Yes to Bookahs

Today, my source of pleasure is one of the greatest sources of happiness for me: BOOKS. Chiefly, new books. Unfortunately, I've given up fiction & poetry (excepting school work, of course) for Lent. So here are my current books of interest.

For starters: William Faulkner's The Sound and the Fury. This little guy will be my burden, my friend, ...and my bedfellow for the next three weeks (we've just been assigned the first third for my Faulkner seminar). I've been warned against getting chummy with him, but really, look at that cover.

J'adore. Ah, and here we have the newest edition of my portly library: a collection of essays by French philosopher Michel de Montaigne entitled On Solitude. And again, that cover! I'm such a sucker for covers.

Oh, and I've saved the best for last. My new Cambridge King James paragraph bible. I've literally been waiting for this bible since last June.

 My favorite hymn is Psalm 1. Glorious. 

Two ribbon bookmarks. Stitched binding. Calfskin leather. Paragraphs.

and gilt edges. Yes.

Oh, books. Happy Friday!

Pants & Socks

This little blip of pleasure is found in a strategically planned pair of pants & socks

 which are lovely in all their brightness

Oh, and my roomie just finished a seven-page essay and a mid-term! I think I'm more relieved than she is. 

...now to finish my own work. Ja?

Impressions

Everywhere I look, I see untraceable impressions left by people I'll never see or know

 and it has me wondering about the marks I've unknowingly left

and who will see them.

Four years ago in Santa Barbara, a fire swept across my campus

 it destroyed so much of what people had--everything from belongings to homes

but on this tree, new growth is finally emerging

 and I can't help but stand in awe of the beauty of nature made possible by God's power.

So much of what I am stands upon what has past

I can't forget what has been, and I can't help but wonder at the beauty of what is to come.

Hi there

So here's the low down:

I've been feeling a little bit down lately. But there are so many little bits of pleasure that I've been neglecting to notice! So my aim for this blog is clear: I will look for moments of beauty and happiness, capture them, and compile them here. It's a sharing of moments and experiences.

Just for you. and ireallyhopeyoulikeit.blogspot.com
-Heather