Anita is a modern woman.
She is a dreamer, an artist, and a poet that constantly lives in her imagination. Hopes to travel to meet somewhat poetic minds.
Interests include music, photography, culture.
Occasional melancholic account of getting by as a lonely single woman who is overwhelmed by a big city and tales of her deterred efforts to climb the socio-corporate ladder.
Interests: Moved to the Atlanta Midtown area. Quite enjoying what it feels like to live in the city and be close, literally close to the city and so far away from anything resembling suburbian life. With that trying to develop new interests, like
coffeehouses, the best Starbucks, poetry readings, vintage stores, and "boutique-ing". I am still hoping on a career in international law so I suppose being close to the city helps, to experience whatever culture there is.
Reading: I actually have a Master's Degree. No Shit! The Degree sits in my cabinet with my undergraduate degree and law school certificate handed to me by the Supreme Court. None of them are framed. Why bother! That's just how I feel about it - all that work and
no payoff. STILL NO PAYOFF. THE UN CAREER EVADES ME.
Listening: I just got Gavin DeGraw's new CD, aptly titled Gavin DeGraw. It is so not good. He just ruined the songs compared to hearing them live. Also, Sara Bareilles' Little Voice. The first song I responded to this year was "Love Song." And since then I became a fan. Her CD is a valiant effort, reminds me of Toby Lightman. Very moody, over-produced girly pop.
Watched: Just saw Keanu in Street Kings. Very Blah on everything except Keanu. He delivered a very controlled performance, more than I can say for Forest Whitaker. Seeing him with controlled rage on film is such a huge payoff for an Keanu fan. Too bad people didn't respond as well to the movie. Just saw Little Children on cable. Very amazing, factual, and in-your-face type of movie. It reminded me of American Beauty. Kate Winslet
is a gem when she's in her element.
That's the thing about weekends, you crave them all bleeding week, and yet they come and go so quickly. I had so many things in mind that I wanted to do over the weekend, that as I went to bed on Friday night, I had to write them down. And I did some of them, I even swapped some for other things. Like biking. I actually took a very nice long ride around my neighborhood this morning, for a whole hour. With the cool fall breeze slapping my face and tearing up my eyes and nose. It was so liberating. I didn't want it to stop. But it had to because I had other plans for the day. I had to go to CHURCH!
I went to church for the first time in two weeks. The bulletin from the last time was still stuck in between my car seats. It was on October 7th. I just gasped and thought, gosh I cannot believe it's been that long. How awful! But I reclaimed my Christianity today and hopefully I won't stay away that long. Hopefully! I cannot summarize what the priest said today that made any sense in my personal chaos. I just sat there and prayed for some personal peace of mind such as I found this morning as I rode my bike ans surprisingly didn't trip or fall. That kind of peace that come to you when you least expect it and surprises you.
The rest of the day. Retail therapy, Barnes and Noble meditating and browsing of free magazines, and then a relaxing evening in my home. I never noticed how pretty the awful roof looks in the evening with the lights off, only the lights from the next building casting a shadow over the grey walls. It's a haunting beauty. I should take a picture of it next time. I actually have gotten into the habit of not looking up at the roof, but tonight, it was like one of those castles that harbor a mystery in the darkness.
So that was my weeekend. Listening to the last good album Whitney produced. Not so long ago but yet so many tragedies later. Such is life in between the gaps.
I think I should correct myself based on the comment below. There was an encore. Adam did play the bongos. He had this intense concentration on his face which contrasted the ease with which the drummer took us through a drum solo. But overall there were 13 songs sung during the concert. For a main act I think that is pretty short. They have 2 albums that is at least 24 songs, plus all the unrecorded songs. There should have been more. The Hives did 8 songs (8 very noisy songs), just five more and that would have been our main act! But I cannot complain. He sings live, looks sexy as hell and plays the guitar with ease. I have paid a somewhat similar amount just to see Gavin perform 4 songs. But that 20 minute performance was exceptionally electrifying. If only Adam would talk to us some more. Tell us anything...the last fight you guys had, what you were thinking when you wrote this or that song, what you think about touring...something.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are The Hives, you may clap now."
No encore?????? See, they didnt leave the stage and allow the audience to chant encore. Did Adam play the bongos? That was part of the encore, she will be loved and sweetest goobye were the encore songs. That sucks they didnt do one!
You dont have to tell me their great! I just saw Maroon 5 in DC last week! I have some great pictures on my blog. Take a look, you might have to scroll down a little to get to the post!
I speak from close to no experience but i think god can act only through you. If you believe then you are a part of that god in which you believe. Look around you, there is so much to be done, couldn't that be a reason to believe. Carpe diem.
I wonder what happened with your friend in san fransisco. $80 on shoes I must say is a good deal and $140 on clothes even a better deal!!!!!!They came really cheap!!!
I wonder what happened with her. Hope she is doing well. Needless to say, I have since returned one of the shoes and bought an even more expensive one. But that's or later.
Lately, I've been feeling as if I am living off a curse, that's why I am single and may sadly, remain so. Of all the siblings on either side of my family, at least one of them is unmarried. On my father's side, I have two aunts that are unmarried, they went on to have children out of a wedlock and that was a sad outcome. The other aunt has 6 girls, and one of her girls is unmarried. On my mother's side, one of my aunt's is unmarried, she stayed dateless for the longest time, and was engaged (at least twice) and ditched just before marriage. She does not have any children and even that is a sad outcome. And then if you go further down the chain of relatives through cousins, etc, at least one of the women is unmarried. So I may be the one carrying the unmarried curse on behalf of my family. I sort of feared this was the case growing up, aware of the status of my relatives, and having to go through heartbreak after heartbreak. I thought this may be my life, it may have been set out for me that I may never marry, never find true love, hardly ever come close. I just remembered that this weekend, because even though I live in the heart of the city, where most of the major Atlanta events occur, I am still dateless and single as a Junebug. I am no Ugly Betty (in the looks department) but I am her in the attitude department, so what gives?
