Just Sayin'

Everyone has goals in their lifetime.  I'm a reader... or rather, I am a devourer of the written word.  If I can read the language, I will attempt to read it at some point.  This is the most popular list of books to read before you die that I could find.  I'll mark them off as I read them, or if I already have.  Later, I'm going to add my own list.  See what you think. The Lord of the Rings Trilogy by J. R. R. Tolkien 1984 by George Orwell Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte A Passage to India by E. M. Forster The Lord of the Flies by William Golding Hamlet by William Shakespeare A Bend in the River by V. S. Naipaul The Great Gatsby by Scott Fitzgerald The Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger The Bell Jar by Sylvie Plath Brave New World by Aldous Huxley The Diary of Anne Frank by Anne Frank...

I am going through some interesting things in my life right now.  Someone very close to my heart might not be around for me to lean on much longer.  He's not dying, although part of me feels like that's the case.  He's just... corporeally absent, emotionally absent.  We were something more once upon a time, and have been friends for almost a decade.  He was there through some of the toughest parts of my life.  Now... well, he's dating someone new.  Do I sound like the woman scorned yet?  I promise, that's not what this is about.  I wish him the utmost happiness and fulfillment in his life.  I honestly want him to be happy.  I just all of a sudden don't know what my role is.  It started as a simple argument.  He's always teasing me about being on my cell phone when he's with me, even playfully threatening to take it away.  I can't say I really blame him, as most of the time, like the rest of the world, I'm glued to...

I've had a lot of stress in my life, especially the past few months.  Between family issues, trying to figure out where to go with my education, work problems and solutions that just seem to lead to more problems, it doesn't seem as if there will ever be an end to the constant melodrama that seems to be reoccurring in a déjà vu- esque I-feel-as-if-I'm-trapped-in-groundhog-day fashion.  Little did I know, there is a simple solution: Yoga. I know what you're thinking.  What the?!  It's not that simple.  All those poses... you have to be super flexible and a tree-hugger or an animal activist, throwing paint on people that wear fur, right?  No way.  I'm normal.  I love hot tea, indulge in good, dark chocolate every now and then, and have a penchant for long baths and rag mags or trashy romance.  I wear Converse and jeans, am not always in the mood for a salad, and definitely don't hug trees.  The bark makes me itchy.  On the other h...