Day 28...Light

I'm of the opinion that light is a very good thing. I like the idea that light is a characteristic. Like a picture has light spots and dark spots, but that has a lot more to do with lighting. No, I mean more so whether the picture is light in such that it lifts your spirit somehow. I am in love with anything that lightens the spirit because, in this day and age, it's very easy to get bogged down in everything that goes on in life. Currently, I'm organizing my move into my first apartment, wondering about jobs, trying to find out what the plan for the summer is, and being excited to be back in my town for a few days. The last of this list does a very good job of lightening my spirit because I'm working hard to see many people that I've been missing a lot over these past two weeks. Realistically I'll probably see four of them but that's four more people than I got to see yesterday so yay!
Back to light. Light is just interesting (and I'm beginning to understand why people say "interesting" doesn't really have value as a word anymore). There is something beautifully simplistic about light. It's just there. It comes with the sun and (mostly) leaves with the sun. It's there and then it's not. It's predictable and constant. Light itself seems to have a comforting characteristic. (We're excluding electric lights for the moment). One of my favorite things is to wear clear prisms on sunny days and just watch how the light flows into the prism and refracts back out into the world. I know I should know why that works but my 7th and 8th grade science knowledge is currently playing hard to get.
I'm almost always happier when there is light around. I feel nicer in the summer months and I am happier to be around people who possess a 'light' personality characteristic. Light (like color) is inspiring to me, both in its presence and its absence. (This is to say that going on walks at night is one of the best times to feel connected to the world around.)

Day 27...Lunch

Lunch isn't really a meal I spend a lot of time thinking about. It's just a marker that my day is halfway over. Today, lunch consisted of a pork and cheese melt that was basically leftovers from a party that happened last night. The one thing that tends to confuse me about lunch is that I don't know how social of a meal it's supposed to be. Sometimes it's grab'n'go. Sometimes it's brunch. Sometimes it's "I didn't really eat breakfast so I'm starving!". It's sort of weird, the odd in between.
I dunno, it's lunch. *shrugs

Day 26...Colour

It's probably super cheating to just say "Go look at day 25's post; it's got lots of colour!" Though...now that I mention it, go check out day 25's post; it's got lots of colour!
I love colour. It's just so fun. I always feel really nice in the spring because all of the colours are coming out after a long winter, making it feel like there's life in the world again.
Yellow and purple are my two favorite colours, purple since freshman year of high school and yellow ever since I realized how well it complements purple. Also, yellow is just so happy. It's funny, I've had a twin bed for the past two years and, for it, I had a set of purple and a set of yellow sheets. Now I'm upgrading to a queen (hello moving into my first apartment) and I'm getting brown sheets. I'm very excited to see how my color accessorizing I can do with neutral colored bedding. Oh wow, I'm starting to sound like an adult. Guess it had to happen sometime.

I find colour inspiring to look at.

Day 25...Something You Made

Wall Decorations from Last Summer

It's been almost a year since I made this "CD curtain" but it is still one of my favorite creations. It was really ridiculously easy to make. I took a bunch of old CDs, painted one side with different colors acrylic paint, strung them together with clear nylon thread, and hung them on a curtain rod via shower curtain hooks. Hardest part was probably actually tying knots in the thread. It's nearly invisible. The bottom two CDs on the far left are too close together because of knots I couldn't tie. The only part I didn't do was mounting the curtain rod (shout out to Dad and his drill skills).
You can't see the rest of my room but anyone who has ever been to this version of my room konws that it's eclectic and all colorful. None of the furniture matches. My nightstand is purple; I have one bookcase that's deep red and another that's sky blue; my desk, dresser, wardrobe and headboard are four different styles of wood; my comforter is almost magenta; my computer chair is orangey-red. Nothing actually goes together. So the cool thing about this curtain was that it sort of brought everything together. Okay, the wood things are still all their own thing but all of my colors seem like they match now because of all the colors on the CDs.
The only problem is that I put it in the room that I vacation in instead of the one I live in for most of the year. Now my parents get to enjoy it whenever they walk by my room. Ah well, pretty decoration for a future guest room I suppose. 

Day 24...Guilty Pleasure

Guilty pleasure, hmm. I would say my binging Netflix habit but, honestly, I don't feel guilty about that. At least, not right now. When it's the middle of the school year and I have papers to write, sure. But, now, in the first two weeks of summer? There's not much else I would be doing with my day so why not watch "Buffy" and "Doctor Who" to the fullest extend of the Netflix realm?
Massive sugar intake was my guilty pleasure over the past two quarters. I'm a little ashamed to think of how many times I had a pint of Ben & Jerry's for dinner over the past few months. Especially when I combine that with how little I was running... What I wouldn't give to be able to go on a good long run now :( But, no, stuck. Injuries suck. Goal as soon as I'm done being injured: make running a pleasure again. Summertime will be a nice time to work at that.
Once upon a time I would've said that TLC's "Say Yes to the Dress" was my guilty pleasure but a friend questioned why it had to be guilty for me to enjoy a show--even a silly one like "Say Yes to the Dress".
All right, I have lots of "would"s/"would've"s but I don't know that I actually have a guilty pleasure at the moment. The idea of pleasures being guilty is odd to me. I don't completely like the idea that my liking something could be considered guilt worthy.
However, that's putting a lot of thought into all of this because there are definitely things I don't tell people I like for fear they'll judge me in some regard. Usually this has to do with my musical tastes and the musical biases I perceive my conversation partner(s) to hold. I don't really tell people that country is often in my playlists (especially in the summer) and that Disney is my fall back music.
Ta-da! My big secrets, revealed. Laid bare for the world to know.
And I don't feel any worse for it :D

Day 23...Something Old

The idea that a girl can't stay the night at a boy's house, or vice versa.
Basically, the story goes that moving into my first apartment is turning into more of a process than I originally thought it would and I need to stay at a friend's place the night before move in. Maybe it has something to do with where I'm going to college but crashing at a male friend's place is not novel or foreign. It was a surprise to me that my grandma was surprised when I said that a male friend's place was the easiest/best option for me.
I respect that there are people who draw a solid distinctions about who can stay at whose houses but I like that I am in a group of people that accepts me crashing on a friend's couch at face value and doesn't read anything into whether I'm crashing at a boy's place or a girl's place.

Day 22...Your Shoes

I'll admit that I probably have too many of them but I quite like all of my shoes. I'm not a big fan of having shoes that I can only wear once in a blue moon so my collection is relatively functional. Though that point is contradicted by the fact two of the pairs I have with me now are heels and I'm currently spending most of my time barefoot around my grandparent's place. But, out of the many pairs of shoes that I have, the aforementioned heels are the only two pairs of heels I have on this side of the pond. A decision that is inspired by the fact that campus has a lot of gravelly hills. Gravelly hills and heels are not a match made in heaven.
I'm proud to say that most of my shoes fall into a semi-wild category: yellow, salmon, lots of buckles, lime green stripe. I'm sorta into that style: simple main outfit, fun accessories.
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What does one say about their shoes? My favorite pairs are the pink heels I wore to prom, the yellow heels that my sister stole, and the fake Ugg boots with massive holes in the soles that I had to throw away. My rain boots are my least favorite because they have a bad habit of destroying whatever pair of socks I also wear when wearing my rain boots.
Ooh, my favorite question regarding shoes: if you had to pare down to the absolute fewest shoes possible, how many pairs would you have? (The exceptions being specialty shoes like dancing or snowboarding.)