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Trains! Planes make me nauseous, cars are boring, buses are nice but unreliable and I haven't been on enough boats to judge. Trains are so fun, though, whether it's old creaky-rickety Amtrak trains (which are oddly endearing even with their propensity to stall), super-fast subways, or the Holy Grail of trains, the Eurostar. God, I loved that train.
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I have no fricking clue. All I know is that when I was ten/eleven I had a crush on Milo, the main character from Atlantis: The Lost Empire (yes, a cartoon character...) and it's frightening how much he met my real-life "type" when it comes to guys.
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I like Colin Reid for a boy and Elaine Verity for a girl. But that's still a good ways away, let us hope.
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Something non-mammalian, perhaps a bird. (But first I'd have to get Nick to be comfortable around it to prevent a Sylvester-and-Tweety-type situation.) I think it would be interesting to see how I'd bond with an animal outside of my class, and I think I'd almost prefer a bird who didn't talk—I've never been into that kind of novelty anyway, I just like the idea of something beautiful and colorful that can sit on my shoulder and sing for me.
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Aleksey's arms. Since I virtually have two homes now, it's really hard for me to pin down a "favorite place" that's stationary and not mobile. I love my room here, I love my room back in Springfield. (Although I must say I prefer my bed back in Springfield since it's wider.) But I think I'd better expand "Aleksey's arms" to "the arms of anyone I love," anyway—I feel very lucky to love a lot of people who give great hugs.
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Many things! I want to be an interpreter, translate books, do research and write books on my findings, maybe even go into the semantics of law! I don't know if I'll be able to do ALL of those, but ling degrees are surprisingly diverse, and very much needed in a global society.
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I can't say there's one thing in particular, so let me rattle off some things that stand out:
Being able to arrange my own schedule. Not relying on others (well, beyond bus and occasionally cab drivers) for transportation. Buying interesting new things for my room. BEING IN A NOT-LONG-DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP. (yes, all caps were needed there) Having ample time for naps. Speaking French on a nearly daily basis. Having classes that really stimulate me. Having family here in Ithaca. Constantly finding new places and people to excite me. -
Depends on the day, but let's take tomorrow for an example. I wake up around 7:20, put in my contacts to wake myself up, and have bread, milk, vitamins and cornflakes for breakfast while I check my essential websites. Then I get dressed and walk up the hill to yoga, from 9-9:55. I have to race to my next class, history, since it starts at 10:10 and is fairly far away. But I've always made it on time, and my professor doesn't mind that much anyway. That lets out at 11:25, and I have a big gap from then until 2:55, when English starts. In that gap I've done several things—take naps, cook myself lunch, catch up on homework or just take a break. Then English lets out at 4:10. I catch up on online communications and listen to music from then until 6, when I have French House dinner. On Tuesdays we meet in a side room where not only French House inhabitants, but also professors, grad students, international students and anyone else who can speak French meet to, well, speak French. Then I go back and do homework at 7, provided I have homework and I can wrench myself away from my computer. On most other nights of the week I go downstairs to Aleksey's room and crash on his bed to talk, but on Tuesdays he works the really late shift so I can't do that. I need to go to the library tomorrow anyway after dinner for research. If I feel the need, I write in my journal around then as well. Since I can't do all-nighters at all, I usually go to bed around 11:30 or midnight—I average about 7.5-8 hours of sleep on weeknights, supplemented by naps.
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Easy, the day Aleksey and I got together. I had to keep pinching myself to remind myself that I wasn't actually dreaming...and I couldn't sleep at all that night. A close second is the day I met Alex in London—Eurostar fiascos, running to Trafalgar square, weather changing every five minutes and all, everything just added to the exhilaration. I'd been waiting three years for that moment, and although our time together was far too short, it was completely worth it.
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"Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention..."
Heh, just joking with you. But I do have a few regrets. Even though being with him gave me valuable experience in relationships, I regret not being more honest with Conor about the state of our relationship in high school. I regret not having started Scholastic Bowl and cross country in sixth grade instead of seventh—that would've made those years far more stable for me. A similar premise is behind my regret that I didn't go to Iles (the "gifted" elementary school) in third or fourth grade instead of fifth, even though at the time I would have fought that tooth and nail, as that way I would've been far more comfortable in my own skin and less prone to making bad choices when it came to friends. And I regret not having bought Belle and Sebastian's Push Barman To Open Old Wounds on vinyl when it was under $100, dammit! -
Since November 9, 2008. :D We got together at a Decemberists concert where I finally got the courage to kiss him, and he kissed me back. Mmmm.
Yes, I definitely see a future with us together...I'm no chicken-counter or pie-in-the-sky optimist, so nothing's guaranteed, but we've made it through some extremely hard things in this past year (long-distance for nearly a year, anxiety issues on both our ends) and if I figure we can make it through that without many scratches, we should be able to handle most anything. -
Hm, that's a toughie. I'm almost inclined to think so in a sappy way since Aleksey and I originally met on the Internet, encountered each other the first time totally by chance (and then discovered we had everything in common), and once I got the guts to show him I liked him, he revealed it to be mutual and the rest is history. <3
But believing one's future is immutable? Of course not. So I think I do believe in fate, but NOT Calvinist predestination. -
It's actually not. :'( There was a contest for that when The Simpsons Movie came out, among all the Springfields in the country, and we came in second to Vermont. Vermont! That's just wrong. I mean, come on, we've got a smoke-belching power plant, a donut factory, a nearby town named Shelbyville, a high school (my alma mater, even) that looks like the local school, the list goes on and on...
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Cat Anomaly
Ithaca, NY
Cat Anomaly’s Bio
You can't see him, but in my photo I'm about to be eaten by a Russian.
