Monday Manners

Hello, Everyone!

Hope you all had a wonderful Easter. I spent the day with my roommate, Due, next door neighbor, Veronica, and their boyfriends. Guess what we did... An Easter Egg Hunt, of course! It was a lot of fun. I hid twenty eggs in the forest behind our apartments and it took them an hour to find them all. I have to give myself a pat on the back for that. Good job, Desi... Good job.

Anywho, it's Monday. I'm tired. It's supposed to rain. I am ill-prepared for my Lit and Greek classes tomorrow. At the moment, I'm pretending I don't care. I want to read stuff, but my brain is making me feel guilty for neglecting the things I SHOULD be doing. And I have to go to Training in an hour. Can you see why my stomach is in knots?

I think it's just a Monday thing. When Monday arrives, my body has this physical reaction in order to prepare my brain to get ready for the (nonexistent) SUCK that is bound to make up the rest of the week. It just wouldn't be a Monday if we didn't go through this process. I am SO proud of myself for working out my schedule in such a way that THIS DAY is not the beginning of my academic week.

But I'm writing this post to kind of say hey and kind of say sorry. I'm sorry for being out of touch lately and I promise to be better with that. I'll try to post on this blog AT LEAST once a week and I might start mixing in some writerly posts again along with the regular life updates. Just know that I love you guys and I haven't forgotten. If it seems like I have, let's just blame Monday. He, like all men, is the causer of EVERYTHING that is wrong with the world (tee-hee!).

Love,
Deserae

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Presley- I checked out the blog and think it's tres chic! Thanks for checking it out, and thank Nicole for me! I adore her. Isn't she the bees knees?

Maya- No. NO. Do you hear me, Maya? NO. You're a great friend! Life gets in the way all the time. Don't you dare sweat not commenting--- I simply posted that to ask ya'll a favor. See? I was calling upon you. You guys--- and you especially--- already do so much for me. I knew asking for MORE attention might be a little selfish, but I had to ask. If I didn't, then I would still be talking circles around my own head. :) But anywho, did you see my comment on "Baby Talk?" I'm so happy for your family. I bet your little bro is just the cutest thing! So The Mortal Instruments, you say... I've been super reluctant to read that series because of some of the content, but I DO need a series challenge for July... So why not? TMI, it is. I can always rent them from the library, now that I think about it. Yes. J'adore, mon ami! Love ya, Maya. Thanks for answering my desperate plea! :)

Shout out to Nicole! Thank you for keeping me company on Elsewhere, Love. I owe you my sanity. Here--- I've even gift-wrapped it. 

Monday Mayhem #5: Don't Worry

Halloween has got the world going a little whackadoodle. I'm not going to lie: last week was tough. But looking back on it, it wasn't unmanageable. It was just bad in the moment, and now that we've separated ourselves from one another, I feel stronger because I got through it. I don't know... Maybe I'm being too analytical about things again.

But God tells us not to worry about tomorrow. He takes care of us and all of our days are in His hands. I used to hear this and, for some reason, forget His word whenever a trial or tribulation came my way. But the message has finally sunk in. I finally get it. I have no control over the future. I can only make do with what's in front of me, now. I love the "one day at a time" mentality, and, knowing that this way of thinking is not just "alright" but is what we're supposed to be doing makes me feel a whole mess better. Even though the world is changing, God's word is constant and you know what he says?

Don't. Worry.

"Cast all your cares on Him, for He cares for you." -1 Peter 5:7

I was going to post another Gothic Girl song today, but we shall do that on Wednesday. I think you guys have had enough of me for tonight. Tonight's song is one of Bee's current loves (she is all for anything Colbie Calliat so I LIE. This is one of MY former loves and I'm hoping she doesn't mind it) so give it a listen and be sure to check her out, soon! If you guys have suggestions for the end song, let me know. I'll definitely take them into consideration.

Until next time!

Love,
Deserae
P.S. Doesn't her voice make you want to relax?! "Don't worry... Be happy..." And all of that jazz. :)

Monday Mayhem #4: Good Things are Happening

Do you ever wake up (especially on a Monday) thinking that today is going to be the worst day in the world, but when you actually get through it, you realize it wasn't as bad as it could've been?

Yeah. That's me today. In fact, I'm going to go as far as to say that today was actually nice. And that's mayhem! Especially since (as you can see) it's a Monday!

Aren't Mondays supposed to be horrible? Aren't they supposed to be like evil creatures from the heavens above?  Mondays, though, have been very kind to me lately. So maybe this is a sign that I shouldn't assume things are going to be horrible before I even give them a try. This goes for people, foods, events, and, now, Mondays.

But I also think this is a sign that good things are happening. I'm really big on signs, because they're fun to look for and meant to keep us hopeful or aware. So I feel like this the Lord's way of telling me that things are never as bad as they seem. And that maybe, they're getting better. And that maybe, they're getting--- good!

I feel like things are getting gooder than good. Real great-like, even. So now I want to spread some goodness to you guys. I'm going to gabble about a giveaway I heard about! And if I remember to, I'll do this more often.

Today's giveaway gabble is featured at PJ Hoover's blog Roots in Myth for a book called Glow.

Out in the murky nebula lurks an unseen enemy: the New Horizon. On its way to populate a distant planet in the wake of Earth's collapse, the ship's crew has been unable to conceive a generation to continue its mission. They need young girls desperately, or their zealous leader's efforts will fail. Onboard their sister ship, the Empyrean, the unsuspecting families don't know an attack is being mounted that could claim the most important among them...

Fifteen-year-old Waverly is part of the first generation to be successfully conceived in deep space; she was born on the Empyrean, and the large farming vessel is all she knows. Her concerns are those of any teenager—until Kieran Alden proposes to her. The handsome captain-to-be has everything Waverly could ever want in a husband, and with the pressure to start having children, everyone is sure he's the best choice. Except for Waverly, who wants more from life than marriage—and is secretly intrigued by the shy, darkly brilliant Seth.

But when the Empyrean faces sudden attack by their assumed allies, they quickly find out that the enemies aren't all from the outside.


PJ Hoover is an Indie author who is being represented by the Andrea Brown Literary Agency's Laura Rennert. Her newest e-book, Solstice, is an ecclectic mix of dystopian and mythology so be sure to check her out, too, while you're over there. 

   

If you guys like the giveaway gabble, let me know and I'll keep doing it. Until later (because I might post again today! Yay for maybes and mights!)...

Love,

Deserae

Monday Mayhem #3: Mi Casa Nueva

This week has been hectic. I'm not gonna lie.

The problem isn't (or wasn't, let's say) that I had a lot to do. There is that homework I need to get started on and the whole "have to get to know the campus" thing I've been working on this whole entire time, but seriously? The thing taking up the most time is the general fact that time literally flies when you're alone in the woods. I'm serious. Seriously so.

This week, I've had to participate in a number of welcome week activities including, but not limited to:

-CA meetings (CAs are like RAs only they're "community" advisers)
-A night hike
-A welcome dance
-Resource fairs
-Mandatory presentations
-Going out with the roomies

That last one might not SEEM like a welcome week activity, but every time we're all in the apartment, we kind of make it a thing to go eat together or explore together and when there's NINE of you, you meet people, you're getting to know people, you're feeling a little more welcome as the group of you start to bond and get to know each other. I swear, these guys are great. Last night, for instance, five of us made a trip down to another part of the college to pick up my roommate, Kaitlin, because she didn't want to walk alone in the dark. I. DON'T. BLAME HER. On top of the deer, there are elks and raccoon... I wouldn't want to be anywhere near any of them on my own, either.

BOTTOM LINE: I've been busy. I think that when classes start, things are going to get less and less hectic. HOWEVS, they're not right now, but that doesn't mean I don't love you. It just means:

1. I have bad phone reception
2. I only get internet downstairs because I can't get it in our room
3. I am trying to figure out where things are at the moment
4. I'm adjusting and seeing where my time will be best spent.

SO... to prove I love you guys, I made this ("illegal") video of my new place so you can see where I live and see my smiling face one last time before it goes back into its hole until this paper's done and out of the way. I love and miss you guys. Here is proof. I call it, "Mi Casa: Where Ma Homies' At." Hahaha! I'm so lame. But then again, aren't we all? No?.... Not even a little bit?... Okay, here it is.

And this is for you. Because I know you care about my music and my feelings. Tee-hee! :)

Love you guys! And check in on me tomorrow because I am doing a post about my roommates. They're gonna be my Teaser Tuesday for my Wednesday Quick-Write.

Ciao for now,
Deserae McGlothen (a.k.a. Your Beloved)
P.S. Sorry there was no Snapshot this Saturday! You guys know I'm trying to stay consistent but right now, it's hard. Also, thanks for voting in my "what should Desi do" poll! Remember, you can keep voting until the end of Wednesday, I think. Also, if you want to participate in any of these memes, contact me and I'll link to your blog! I know I'm forgetting something, but I'll talk to you all tomorrow anyway. Byyyeee! And happy Monday, All!

P.S.S. OH YEAH!!! I was supposed to play Float On for you guys. Next time, Gentlefolk.... Next time...

Monday Mayhem #2: Moving Out

I'm moving up North on Wednesday, so I'm starting to get all nostalgic and what-not. It hasn't kicked in, yet, that I'm actually leaving. So I filmed this video earlier this morning of our apartment so you could see where I stayed BEFORE college took me away from those I know and love. Hahaha! Just kidding. But yeah, here is my casa. And on Friday, I'll show you mi casa nueva.

So yes. Leaving is starting to feel a little bittersweet. But at least there's more sweet, than bitter, you know? I'm spending a day with my wonderful friend Eva tomorrow so who knows? Maybe she will guest star on the blog by doing a post for you guys.

Anywho, 'tis all for now. Until we meet again!

Byyyyyeeee!
Deserae McGlothen

P.S. SO the books on the shelf that I pointed to will probably be given away when I come back down so stay tuned for a contest! AND like I said, if you buy Sweet Venom, and take a picture of yourself at home (in your bedroom since I showed you mine! Hahaha!), I will send you Sweet Venom bookmarks and stickers. E-mail me at scillafrederricks@hotmail.com and attach your pic!

Monday Mayhem #1: Disasters Natural and Otherwise

So last week on Lisi's Blah-g, I was talking to a girl named Deirdre about how she was taking the hurricane. She was keeping me company (God bless her soul) while most of the blah-g gals were at school, and she was telling me that New York didn't get hit as bad as they thought it would--- that they were kind of overprepared because of all of the hype that Irene brought around.

I wanted to talk about how natural disasters made me feel, BUT as ususal, when I start writing, things tend to take an unconventional turn. My first thoughts to share with you this Mundane Monday was going to be to explain my general fear of natural disasters because of how powerless and unprepared I feel when they come around. But, now there's something else I want to talk about. A word that kills.

Hype.

Disasters, like drama, are unavoidable circumstances. They come at times you least expect them to. They can come in low blows or at full-throttle. But sometimes we're lucky enough to see them coming ahead of time. So we prepare according to what we assume is going to happen. We prepare just in case the worst is going to come at its worst.

Assumption leads to devastation, sometimes, though. Today, I assumed something was going to blow out of proportion and ended up being wrong. I prepared for the worst--- I hate having my own name dragged through the mud--- and I tried to stop it early on. But the tables were turned and yes, they were turned against me. But building up to that moment (and now, even after it) was just a bunch of premeditated and now uncontrollable hype. You live and you learn, I suppose.

Is it wrong to stock up for the winter if you know it's coming? Heck no. And is it wrong to have certain things in place in case it storms? Absolutely not. But, in the end, you have to realize that no matter how much you prepare, no matter what you do to try to stop something, the storm will always run its own course. The  storm will always make its own twist in the story. And you've just got to be able to go with it.

How did you deal with a disaster (natural or otherwise) in your own life? I'd love to hear from you in the comments. Until Wednesday with my latest quick-write (prompt courtesy of the amazing Anita)...

Happy Labor Day,
Deserae M.