Ten Things That Get Me Through

I woke up this morning and knew it was going to be a bad morning. I laid in bed staring blindly up at the ceiling. I normally ninja-roll out of bed every morning. I finally got up and brushed my teeth and cleaned off my day old mascara. But then I laid back on my bed and stared at the ceiling for awhile. I didn't want to go to school. I didn't want to do anything really. I wanted to simply exist.

Very rarely, I'll have days like this and usually there's some kind of trigger. I'm not sure what the trigger is today. It could be a combination of things. It could be a few sleepless nights. The question mark that is my future. The recent loss of my younger brother. The overwhelming task of school. Or simply hormones.

I decided to skip school today except for the one class that I had homework due. I took my time getting showered and ready. I watched an episode of What Not To Wear. I went to the store and got a can of pumpkin pie mix for my pumpkin bars and then I left for my class.

As I was walking to campus, still debating whether I really wanted to go to this class or not, I caught the scent of freshly cut grass. I thought to myself, "I like the smell of cut grass." Somehow that train of thinking got me to the topic of this post: Ten things that get me through days like today. The first five are in order and the rest are pretty random.

1) Heavenly Father loves me and He is mindful of me.

2) My family loves me (even when I do stupid stuff like skip school).

3) My friends are there for me, especially Michelle who lets me vent and be a whiny baby sometimes.

4) Tomorrow is another day and it can only be better than today. I just have to fight the fight and make it til then.

5) Writing

6) Reading

7) Dr. Pepper

8) Chocolate/ice cream (some days they are tied)

9) TV and/or movies that help me escape the real world for a brief time.

10) The pleasant truth that my days as an undergrad student are numbered.

So there you go. That's the list of things that help me get through it. Even as I wrote these things out, I felt myself climbing just a little higher out of this slump. Perhaps as the day continues, I'll find my way out. 

Hope your day is going better than mine.

Until Next Time,

Simply Nic

Just Another Manic Monday

I woke up at two this morning from a horrible dream. It wasn't a scary dream, per se. Or a heart pounding one either. It was one that felt so real that I woke up expecting it to be true. Once I realize that it wasn't real, I stared at the clock and realized that I had 5 hours to keep sleeping. One small part of me almost got out of bed then. I didn't want to go back to sleep. But I knew I would be exhausted at school and that it was be bad. So I rolled over and closed my eyes.

I didn't get out of bed until 7:30. I ran out of cotton balls so I had to use one to clean the caked mascara from under my eyes and because it didn't quite get it all, I used a q-tip to get the rest. Then I finished getting ready for school.

On the way to school, there was no music on the radio. It was all commercials on all six of my presets. And living in this valley, there are only a handful of radio stations that actually work. I need my music. It helps me relax and unwind a little. The music on the radio can set the mood for my day. Obviously, there was none so now my mood is "ticked off".

Or it could be that it's Monday and I don't want to be at school today. Unfortunately, it is imperative that I be in three of my four classes. (I am considering skipping Anthropology... again.)

*deep breath*

Okay. I'm going to say that this whine-fest is over. The day can only improve from here right? (Please say yes!)

Meanwhile, I'll leave you with this...


Manic Monday by The Bangles   Until Next Time,
The Hopeless Romantic

Fictional Guy of the Week: Derek Morgan

[I know it's been a long time since I've posted an FGW. My life took an unexpected turn and it's been all sorts of crazy around here. But I'm back and with the start up of my final semester, I have post ideas again. So here we go.]

The Fictional Guy of the Week is.... DEREK MORGAN!!!

The man can wield a phone...

Where He's From: CBS Criminal Minds

His Story:

We don't know much about Derek Morgan. Mostly because Criminal Minds is about a group of people and not really anyone in specific (except for maybe Hotch). What I do remember is that Morgan used to be a cop before he came to the BAU. His dad died when he was young. And he's smoking hot.

Also, he's an amazing cop and good at his job- which is catching bad guys.

Why He's FGW:

Derek Morgan is one of the most attractive men I've ever seen. I'll admit that right now. Add to the fact that he's great at his job and he's an amazing friend to his team members at the BAU. His relationships with Dr. Spencer Reed and Penelope Garcia are particularly endearing to me. He treats the socially awkward Reed much like a younger brother. I'd dare even claim that they are best friends of sorts.

And his relationship with Garcia is one that I find, as my hopeless romantic self, particularly interesting. Although, I'm pretty certain that nothing will ever happen between them. They are just friends who... well flirt I guess. I have spoken of there relationship before. If you want to, here's the link The Friend Zone

Looking back at this post, all I can do is laugh at myself. There isn't much substance to this post. All I wanted to do was drool over Derek Morgan. Mission accomplished.

And now for my favorite part... Picture Time!!!

All I can say is... arms. *drool*

Mmm!

Mmm! Again.

FBI never looked so good.

An example of a friendship and good working relationship... for the most part.

In my dreams...

My Head is Full of Them

"Alice in Wonderland was my inspiration for celebrating half-birthdays. Also, it's January and we need something in our lives to get our minds off the grayness of Utah in winter."

These are the first two lines of my new story... the one that I came up with last night. The story that doesn't exist outside of my head... and these two lines.

I always have story ideas. I get them from my everyday life. Something so small, so inconsequential can spark a scene idea or a story idea. My head is full of them.

My dilemma is that I can never seem to take the idea and create a finished product. I can sometimes get a half finished product that I always tell myself I'll finish. And yet... no book. Nothing to really share. I'm still stuck in a head full of story ideas.  

Perhaps my problem is that I don't really have all the much life experience. I get stuck writing about stuff I've never in fact experienced for myself. But isn't that why it's called fiction?

Help. Please.