Friday, September 02, 2011

A letter that I, present-day Rose, wish that I could've written to myself and read about 18 months ago:

Hey you.

It's 11 PM on a Thursday night. You're probably at the fifth floor of the Reg, buried in some econometrics book, holding back the panic that's rising in your throat because it's been three hours and thirty games of Robot Unicorn Attack and you still can't seem to come to terms with the ordinary least squares method that you'll be tested on tomorrow morning. Then there's that upcoming Mock Trial tournament this weekend and you cannot recite your opening without stopping midway to want to throw up a little. Oh, and you don't have a job or any prospects of ever finding one. And your hair looks awful, girl when was the last time you took a shower?

I know. Everything seems stressful right now. The world as you know it is being held together by a thread of sanity that grows thinner every day. Dinner for the past week has been Subway and outside it's a bleak 20 degrees. Your body has been vitamin D deficient for oh, approximately five million years.

Guess what, n00b Rose? It's all gonna be okay. In 18 months, your life will be completely different as you know it. You'll have visited new countries, met new people, seen new sights, discovered new facts, and most importantly of all, learned new things about yourself. All of what the next year and a half holds for you, both the good and the bad, will mould you into a person that is not who you are today. Sounds scary, yeah, but trust me. It's for the better (just look at Spider Man!). 

Many of these life lessons you will have to digest and learn in due time. They are little nuggets of wisdom that require patience and realization to settle within you and become valuable to you. Most of them I cannot give to you right now, because they would either spoil all the good stuff that's coming, or because you simply wouldn't heed my advice. But there are a couple of things I wish you'd know:

* In order to sustain any sort of meaningful relationship, whether it's with a friend or a family member or a boy or a squirrel, you have to love yourself first.

* You don't have to be at every party or meet up or event. Take some you time and enjoy being alone.

* You look fine without make-up. Don't wear so much of it. 

* Often times the mind is stronger than the body. What you can make yourself believe can have a huge effect on what you actually accomplish. As such, you should treat your mind well because it's your best asset. Start by getting a reasonable amount of sleep each night.

* Try to set goals for yourself. Start small, like cutting out soda for a week or scheduling a Skype date with your best friend. Always be working on something to improve who you are, how you feel, or what you know.

* Delete Angry Birds from your phone. Nothing good will come out of keeping that game.

* Stop getting haircuts that make you look like you have a mullet. 

That is all for now. You're doing a good job. The days seem like they're going slowly and stressfully, but try to find something good about where you are. You are an incredibly lucky person - never forget that or take it for granted. 

Good times are ahead.

Love,
Future You

Sunday, August 07, 2011

Estes Park


Last weekend I found myself in Estes (rhymes with testes, giggity) Park, Colorado, for a mini vacation in the mountains. A trip to cool, Rocky Mountainy Colorado was quite the welcome respite after being in scorching, fiery-depths-of-hell Plano (which translates to flat in Spanish).

The first and most noticeable change for me was the altitude difference. The air was dry, each breath brought a smaller oxygen intake, and I became out of breath more quickly than usual (which is pretty quick to being with). But the views were amazing. I'd never seen the Rockies in the summertime, and it was a world's difference from the snowy, grey peaks of Banff and Jasper.

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While hiking we spotted a lot of wildlife, including a couple of elk grazing just a few feet away. The animals paid us no mind as we gawked and pointed. I even got video footage of an elk peeing and it was way rad.

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I've decided I love mountains more so than any other natural uh, thing (entity? establishment? wonder? distortion of land?). Seeing them, especially those preserved as well as the ones in Estes Park, makes me feel happy and inspired and lightheaded (although maybe the lightheadedness comes from the lack of O2). When I am older and decide to be sick of Chicago, I would definitely love to live somewhere close to a mountain range. Also I am pretty sure that like Snow White, I can domesticate woodland creatures if I just hang out in them mountains long enough and sing the song that Fiona does in Shrek. That way they could do my cooking and laundry while I happily tumble through the mountains and over the hills. 

Monday, August 01, 2011

the cascades

one of the many reasons i love fleet foxes so so so much is because in addition to writing beautiful lyrics, they also happen to make fantastic instrumental music.

one of my favorite tracks from their first album is entitled "heard them stirring". it's got flavors of winter and edward scissorhands and mystery. it's what i imagine what i'd hear if i ever got lost in an ancient magical wintry forest. 



"the cascades", off fleet foxes' second album helplessness blues is also entirely without words or lyrics, but brings to mind a very different flavor. the constant tickling and garbling of the background, with a simple minor melody layered over it, sounds to me like a song for fall harvest and the preparation of a long winter.


i think listening to their new album over and over again combined with the heavy doses of game of thrones i've been snorting has convinced my subconscious to live in denial of modern society/technology and instead to daydream all day of tumbling through the woods barefoot with a harp, strumming songs of olden times and weaving flowers in my hair.