Good and Bad Karma

Note: Please enjoy looking at pictures of my fish from Thanksgiving while you read the post below that is unrelated to them!

Many terrible and good things just happened all at once. I never know how to feel when I am all emotionally-mixed. Anyway, the project I've been slaving away at (and the eventual presentation-giving that I was nervous about) doesn't even matter because my teacher just wrote me an email saying he was sick and canceling class. Also, I may not have to go into work tomorrow morning because the boy that I work with is also sick. That would make tomorrow the best day EVER because my only obligation would be Monday night trivia with the trivia team (family) I adore (and it really isn't even an obligation...more of a choice and dear love of mine).

These cancelations would free up my day completely and give me more opportunity to fix one of the bad things that just happened: I was walking to my car to bring a couple of my ceramic sculptures back to my apartment and dropped one. It was one of my favorites and one of the biggest ones I made for my thesis. It broke in like 6 or 7 pieces. I am very, very upset and brought it back with me anyway because I realized it isn't going to get glued back together sitting in the basement at home. It will get glued back together tomorrow at my apartment. Another bad thing that keeps happening to me are these darned allergic reactions. My eye is still really puffy and I keep breaking out in hives. I am starting to think I am allergic to life. It's either that or I'm allergic to being allergic. Wow.

Love,

Monica

Facebook

Just wanted to let people know that Facebook has de-activated/disabled the account that I've been using since Spring 2006 (in other words, that is a lot of information that I have very suddenly lost access to). I tried to log in last night to check some important messages and it said that it was disabled. I followed a link that led me to a page that explained that I had been using an illegal name and that I would need to prove my identity in order to have my account revived. While I am in the process of doing this right now, I am not hopeful that I will ever get my account back and I am not too upset about it. It is a really big inconvenience, but not unmanageable and I kind of like the idea of being forced off of Facebook for whatever reason because it will prompt me to not use it as much (or at all) and move along in life.

So, contact me here or email me at either of these:

mhuang@elon.edu

Monica_Huang@corcoran.edu

It's kind of ironic, though, because the only way people found out about my blog was from it being listed under my "website" section on my Facebook profile. So...

Love,

Monica

P.S. I'm very excited about dinner tonight with a bunch of girls from my grad program (I heard rumors of sushi?) and then swing dancing afterward (I've convinced Eric to come and dance with me).

P.P.S. The other good news about not being on Facebook anymore is that I will probably have more time to make quality posts on this blog. Get excited, readers (Nichole and Mommy)!

Via Lisbeth

Goodbyes

I am in arts and crafts right now...attempting to prolong a Thursday night that has already technically turned into a Friday (the last day of camp and beautiful campers at Camp Royall). Before I graduated Elon a few months ago, I did something similar by staying up all night in the ceramics studio painting an intricate, silver eyeball on my cap, just for kicks and giggles. I literally stayed in the art building until four thirty in the morning that night and since it's already two o'clock here now, I will continue to take on random arts and crafts projects because I am too happy and too stuck in the motion of camp frenzy and excitement to go to sleep and accept the fact that it will all be over way too soon. Yep, it's called denial, kiddos.

Nichole, mainly, sorry for the lack of updates. My twelve hour work days don't leave me much time for what many consider frivolous blogging. However, my neglect of this blog does keep me awake at night sometimes and if I had internet access in the cabins, maybe it would get updated more often. I promise to share more about life happenings as soon as I, what, start school full-time again? Haha...YES! Actually, even though I will be really busy soon (as will you, Nitch) I will have lots of exciting things to share here. But, before I promise to update my blog more, I promise to see you in D.C., baby!

Kaput

Graduation...check.

Cool candid picture of me on Elon's website...check.

Transition to Maryland...check.

New 55 gallon fish tank...check.

New thoughts about finding an apartment in D.C....check.

Excitement for camp to start in only five days...check.

However,

Already missing friends and Artswest...big check.

I almost cried...

...when I came back to Elon and saw that the automatic fish feeder had failed to feed my fish (I've been relying on it for the past two weeks).  The littlest, Julius, was swimming around when he saw me but Orange, the big one, was resting on the bottom of the tank and I couldn't tell if he was breathing or not.  I started to panic and sprinkled the food pellets in their water like I sprinkle sprinkles on my ice cream (i.e. like mad crazy).  It took them a while before they started to eat and they still haven't eaten most of what I have given them.  

Now I'm trying to go to sleep, but I'm so worried about them that I will probably have a restless night ahead of me.  My main concern is that the sudden influx of food will hurt their starving stomachs.  Their behavior is just so odd and they won't even come up to the surface to nip at my fingers!  They are completely out of character and it is all my fault.  I swear, I don't know what went wrong with the auto feeder.  When I left, it was moving full speed ahead, powered by the new batteries that I had put in it.  

Luckily, Jenna is coming in only a couple of days and will be able to feed the brave little guys for me, providing them with the wonderful human interaction and supervision that the auto feeder is unable to give.  

I hate robots.

Butter Cookies

Today was my last day of work at the Nursery until I come back in August.  I was pretty sad today, especially since most of the little ones didn't understand that I was going to be gone.  I guess they'll figure it out for themselves next week when I'm not there.  Here's today in pictures:

My little buddy at snack time.  He LOVES those butter cookies!

After every picutre I took of him he would say, "Lemmee see!"

Teaching the baby to play with the trains instead of eating the trains

Baby godzilla eating the train tracks.

Close-up self-portrait

They'll make a cute couple some day.

She always wears those giant bows and they always fall off by the end.

He's my little helper.

Teddy grahams!

Here's to making new friends at camp!