Room to Think

I have two words for what I'm feeling right now. Hidden. Figures. There was SO MUCH in this movie that was inspiring, motivating, eye-opening, and BADASS... I'm pretty sure it's my new favorite movie, and not just because it turned my face into a fountain for basically the whole two hours. SPOILERS BELOW.

Boy, I think I need to come up with a new schedule. I got a new job last week! I'm coaching my old high school volleyball team.  =D  Yeah, I play volleyball...apparently well enough to coach too, since my girls haven't lost yet with me as a coach (Shhh, that's only two games, but hey, it's something!) The reason I think I need to come up with a new blogging schedule is because we have games on Tuesdays and Thursdays--so I don't get home until 9:30 or 10 some nights. Those nights make for rambly, rushed, half-assed blogs, or me not wanting to roll out of bed the next morning because I didn't get to do yoga or get enough sleep. Like tonight. Here is tonight's TEDtalk.  It's given by a woman named Amy Cuddy, a social psychologist. Since I'm currently looking for another job to supplement my meager school district income, I thought her talk was particularly relevant to the interviews I'm bound to have in the future. She claims that she can ma...

This Sunday, I have learned three things: the scanners on campus are infinitely superior to the one I have at home.   I was very distracted in class on Friday I don't know where half of the inspirations for my drawings come from. I also don't know why I chose to draw these specific things together on the same page. Also.  I can't count. It's finals week.  Dead week killed me.  I've risen from the dead to continue working. You'll forgive me. ALSO!  If you'd like to see the project that stole my sleep, my soul, and gradually my health and sanity this quarter, I created a new "professional" blog on which to display the results of all my madness.  Follow the link. You know you want to. Happy Sunday before finals, everyone!  =)

This week's TEDtalk is short, and it's about sleep. For now, I'll just post the video and hope you watch it because it's short, and it's also given by Arianna Huffington at a TEDwomen event. I'm a fan of this video because we're getting to that point in the quarter where sleep becomes less important than better grades. Where we've lost control of our new year's resolutions to do yoga every night before bed, or are stumbling around the internet until the wee hours of the morning as our dogs call to us from our beds. This video is about the value of sleep.  The idea is a simple one.

You know, I really seem to be on a happiness binge with these TEDtalks--or maybe that's just TED. Either way, here is your TEDtalk for today (I started this at 11pm on Tuesday, it still counts!) This guy's name is Shawn Achor, and he "accidentally" broke his sister's arm when she was five in order to save her from being in the path of an imaginary sniper bullet. He still has yet to be thanked.  =) He also applied to Harvard on a dare...and he got in.  O_O In all seriousness though (kinda?), he has some hugely important messages to share with all of us: "...if we study what is merely average, we will remain merely average."--on research it's possible to be a male medical student at Yale named Bobo who has leprosy AND menopause.  (5:54) and most importantly: The formula for success is wrong. (9:11) "If I work harder, I'll be more successful. And if I'm more successful, then I'll be happier....

This post was supposed to be finished shortly after I posted Part 1...but obviously that didn't happen, and I apologize for making you all check back repeatedly to see if I had written more. (don't try to hide it, my page views have been going up! I see you lurking.) So without further ado, I give you, Part 2: ******************** In Part 1 , I *strongly* suggested that you all watch Diana Nyad talk about her world-record-breaking swim that she attempted (and failed) last summer at age 60. I envy that woman's motivation.  I doubt I'd even consider a swim like that plausible for myself at that age. If I were her, I'd be thinking, "Oh, that's too bad, I failed my "life's dream", but that's that.  I'm 60 years old, and I gave it my best. The sea gods just hate me is all.  Perhaps I'll try skydiving.  It seems less intimidating..." But because I envy her motivation, I want to uncover what it is about her mindset t...