tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63353569583897855572024-03-20T12:12:37.392-07:00as told by gingerGet called a ginger enough times you start responding to it lollucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-10664843089595743072013-06-16T09:14:00.005-07:002013-06-16T09:32:50.086-07:00life update as of 6/16/13<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Its been a while since i even remembered i had a blog lol.
so here is where i am at. I graduated from my undergraduate (yikes) and am
pursuing my masters degree in social sciences with a specialization in history
(bigger yikes). i have another ex now and all i will say is that if you dont
want to be with someone dont string them along and do not wait till your first
anniversary to tell them. its kind of a low move. That was about a month ago,
and i have since started dating someone else. it doesnt feel like a rebound,
and the aforementioned break up felt more like a relief after a few days bc I
am not a fan of the spotlight and my ex cant live without it. the new boyfriend
is awesome, and lives only about 20-25 minutes from me, which is strange but
really nice. the majority of the exes live on the other side of the state from
me. hes sweet and has a lot of the same tastes in music, movies, and even food
that i do, the only slight downfall is i am still more of a nerd and geek than
he is, but as i am a history major i think it was slightly unavoidable
lol. He isnt an SCA person, but I might,
keyword might, be able to get him to go to an event or two with me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">in the sca i have taken a bit of time off since i just
started a new job and haven't gotten the courage to ask for time off. pennsic
might be the only event i get to this summer, which to be honest, after being
at so many and the sca being such a big part of my life and relationship
previously i am looking forward to some low key relaxing. I have however gotten
a room in our basement redone into a workroom for sewing and illumination. i
have three new fabric batches to work with which is awesome since i got all of it
on sale at my local joanns :) one will be a roman dress, its a light gauzy
brown with golden threads running through it. the only downfall is idk how see
through the material will turn out, but since i wear a tank top and shorts
under my outfits anyway it shouldn't be a problem. band kid throw back to
having to change on the bus, tank top and shorts make it easier to maintain
appropriate coverage yet change very quickly. the black is going to be a
cotehardie, i just need to get it cut and sewn, its black since that is my
household color, with a white tau which i think is just going to be on my belt.
the third thing of fabric is my green, which i am making another cotehardie, i
haven't had a green one since my original dress for the sca. I outgrew that dress
shortly after making it since i shot up at least an inch or so and put on 10-15
pounds since starting college. I am odd since i welcomed the freshman 15 since
i was slightly skeletal from chemo treatments and swim team in high school.
hopefully this set of clothes lasts longer :) i also have some white material
for some under-dresses, which are being fashioned after a chemise that one of
my lovely household ladies gave me since she no longer needed it. she is
awesome since mine are all rather short now. boo growing i should be done
seeing as i'm almost 23 but i guess not lol.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I have two wonderful new nephews, mason and dante. mason i
have gotten to meet however i have not gotten to meet dante as he lives in
wisconsin. Dante and his parents will hopefully be moving back in a few months
so until then i wait. mason is so calm and i love getting to hold him, none of
my biological nephews were so quiet as babies lol. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I took the summer off from school because i felt so burned
out, and after i go back in the fall i want to be done as soon as i can. In
order to do that however i have to write my thesis which thanks to my friends i
narrowed down to the changes that the black death plague had on medicine. Its
really interesting to me and I met a few specialists in the field of medieval
medicine when my undergraduate school had a medieval week which i got to attend
since my teachers were either helping out with the events or didnt mind me
missing class since i am "a good student". which means i did my homework
on time or early and always made sure i got + the notes. yay being OCD about
that stuff. Back to the thesis I need 70+ pages on the subject and want to get
my proposal written this summer and the basic research started for it. I do not
want a repeat of my senior thesis for my undergrad where my computer crashed
and i lost half my paper. this time i will have 10 copies in various emails and
flash drives and computers. I will not lose anything this time!!!! we'll see
how that goes. so ya, thats pretty much whats new with me.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
</div>
lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-31228114436120104842012-10-25T11:57:00.002-07:002013-06-16T09:35:21.503-07:00Happy Halloween<div style="text-align: center;">
<h3>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>OK, so normally I have no free time but feel like a
chicken with my head cut off, so I decided at the beginning of the month that I
needed to give myself a break; so far no break has happened so I am planning a
Halloween Party at a friends place this weekend. Looking for costumes sucks
when you aren't willing to wear the skimpy little outfits that they have for
women my age, which set me off looking for something that wasn't too skimpy,
and since its Dr. Who themed party I decided to be Amelia Pond, aka the Girl
who waited.<br />
<br />
<br />
It kinda helps with my costume that I am in fact, a ginger, just like Karen
Gillian the actress who plays her, and our hair coloring is very similar.
Looking through my closet however led me to have to go shopping, my clothes are
rather high schoolish in style still, having only been adding so much to
my wardrobe. A few key pieces have been gotten rid of and a few added and now
its starting to look like a soon to be college graduates wardrobe. Back to the
costume; had to go to Goodwill (college students best friend when coming up
with a costume or getting super cheap but good suit type jackets for things). I
got a black suit jacket to add to my ensemble and my outfit is complete. I was
going to add the eye drive to my outfit, however, since I am vision challenged
and wear glasses I decided against it.</b><b><br />
The outfit also works for this photo of her and I am unsure of what to use as
the tally marks so that it does not take me forever to scrub it off. This is
the second costume i have used that works around how pale I am. I had a photo
taken of me recently and it looks like I am reflecting sunlight in it :/<br />
Onto life, lets see, awesome boyfriend got to stay for five days and we went to
a fencing thing up in new york. I hate long drives but it was worth it. His GPS
though hated us and took us the longest possible routes without a bathroom on
it. Got to stop and see my family who I missed very much, and especially see my
sister, her dog Blackie, died a few days before I went home. Blackie, who I
nicknamed bubbles to annoy her when we were kids, we had since he was six
months old, he passed away at around fourteen years, he had a long life, and
his last few years were spent with Roxy who kept him young with her puppy ways.</b><b><br />
Blackie gets to spend time with Ladybug, my moms dog who passed away almost
three years ago, and Lucky, who when we got him became Blackies older, crabbier
brother. I miss Lucky, he passed away before I was eighteen. I'm just worried
that my baby, Angelbeans, will follow since she has been having health problems
again. I don't think I will take her passing very well, she's been my baby
since i was eleven and has been my protector against everything. She got mad at
my parents for trying to take her off my bed my first night home from the
hospital after I was diagnosed with cancer, that night she became my baby
forever.</b><b><br />
Enough sad stuffs, I am applying to graduate school and have it narrowed to
three schools so that I can start in the spring semester (hopefully). Edinboro,
Duquesne, and Villanova, all three have nice programs, but my dream one is
Duquesne, I even have all my classes picked that I want to take there. Have to
get my transcripts released and the money together for the application fees but
then I get to play the waiting game and finish my thesis paper, then
GRADUATE!!!!!!!!!!! sorry bit excited for that. I liked my undergrad and all
but I am ready for the next step and to do more in depth research, after all I
want to be a professor someday (of which I have been told I am insane and
should reconsider but what fun would that hold, no challenge whatsoever).<br />
So for now ta-ta and Happy Halloween everyone :)<o:p></o:p></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
</h3>
</div>
lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-77930420750157476752012-07-30T19:37:00.001-07:002012-07-30T19:37:29.697-07:00So, summer is almost over, thank God, i want to be back in school (i am an uber nerd deal with it), even though it means being farther from my boyfriend. the kinda awesome guy i met in may is actually more than kinda awesome, and he gets along great with my family which is awesome. The fact that he is in the SCA as well makes things that much better because its easier to get rides to the same places to see each other. Speaking of SCA, Pennsic War is coming up, it is by far (at least to me and many others) the highlight of my year/summer. Mainly because i get to see a bunch of people i don't get to see very often and also get to spend an entire week away from the real world. My vacation is awesome, even though my parents think i am insane for going out in the heat and the lack of electricity for an entire week. I am looking forward to getting to fence and take classes, especially since i have found that the people teaching some of the classes i want to go to are also professors elsewhere and i can pick their brains about becoming one myself. I am an academic, still dont know how that one happened : D <br />
summer also stinks since the last few weeks have been mother nature slamming my area with storms. I had my last day at my internship last thursday and there was sightings of a tornado just north of where i was. i didnt see too much damage up there, but my car needed its windows resealed apparently, i had a lovely little pond on my floor boards on the passenger side. I will miss my internship, tomorrow is the first day that i dont have to go in, and i am looking forward to my first day off with just me and my kindle in what seems forever. I love books, and with my kindle the free books they have are awesome, but then i want to get the rest of the series and dont have the money to spend on them :( My mom and me went through my clothes the other day and i got rid of maybe a sixth of what i have, and saddeningly the majority of what went is all stuff i have had since high school. I was quite attached to some of them, the rest were mostly hand me downs that my sisters, failing to take into consideration that i am a twig, gave me. Mom also helped me start packing for pennsic, apparently my rushing around like a chicken with its head cut off like last year is not an option.<br />
Lastly my doggy is getting up there in age and seems to be following me with health problems, we have been trying to get the back end of her to stop causing her such problems since she was a puppy, she has what the vet calls hot spots, she bites them incessantly and its gotten so bad that she barely has hair back there :( beans has been my baby girl since we get her when i was eleven and she was six weeks old i think, and she has been my dog ever since she "guarded" me against my parents the first night i came home from pittsburgh after my surgery to have a broviac put in so the chemo wouldnt hurt my heart. She became my shadow through all of that. My doggy is awesome. she gives me the "i am so mad at you but i missed you" act when i come home from college. She loves me one minute then gives me the glare the next, but when it comes down to it, she doesnt go to mom and dads room when i am home, she comes to mine. I love that i have a room that is mine at home again. my middle sister took over when she moved back in so i have been carting my stuff back and forth all college.<br />
I have applied to my first graduate school. I am nervous but excited, and have decided to graduate in the fall. I had originally been planning to go the entire year, but i am ready for a new challenge and need to see what i can do in graduate school. my list of schools have everything from University of Penn to Columbia, and even some of the state schools. Suprisingly Catholic University of America in DC made the list, they have a Byzantine studies program, and i would love to take it.<br />
<br />lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-73164271561606783362012-07-04T09:22:00.003-07:002012-07-04T09:22:54.635-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Ok, so I haven't really said anything about the illumination I do, I enjoy recreating illuminated manuscripts. According to others I'm good at it, and since I am way worse than my own worst critic I am going to err to their judgement. My goal for the summer months is to get some of the scrolls I have designed made, I base them off of some illumination from pre1600 Europe, and others are just ones that I want to do. Painting lets me focus and block all else out, something that I can only do when I am reading most of the time. <a href="http://jan.ucc.nau.edu/~wew/fencing/marozzo/02000001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://jan.ucc.nau.edu/~wew/fencing/marozzo/02000001.jpg" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I created a scroll based off of the above image, everyone said it was good but I'm not so sure. I want to work on my skills over the summer though ^.^ First summer since starting college that I will be home for, and I am looking forward to some much needed time with my family. When I went to school I never thought I would want to go home I was so deadset one getting the heck out of there, but I miss my family, and I really really really miss my doggy. Beans (her real name is Angel Lynn) is my baby, even if she is almost 10. She will always be my baby but I am facing the reality that she may not be around much longer :( When my moms dog passed it took a long time for her to get over it, and she still misses Bug (her name was Ginger Lady but she wouldn't come to Ginger not that I blame her lol.) and I can't believe that I miss her too, she hated any of us girls who got close to mom, but if mom wasn't home we were her best friends, my moms </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
new dog Beau is like that. We haven't given him a middle name yet, somehow all of our dogs end up with multiple nicknames. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<br />lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-70732042168836116292012-07-04T09:22:00.002-07:002013-06-16T09:37:27.447-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Haven't posted in a while, might as well i guess. Been home
for the summer, and surprisingly loving it, the stress and drama isn't here. We
got hit by a really bad storm here last night which meant having to keep the
basement from flooding, the area under our back porch kinda channels it to the
back door :/ thankfully our power only dimmed after we had a close lightening
strike, apparently my father is amused by my reaction to it it made me yelp. I
normally love storms, but this one reminded me of one when i was a kid, and all
i could remember is my sister tackling me as i was trying to get our dog so we
could go to the basement. A tree in our front yard came down on our porch at
our old house. part of the same tree hit our car, surprisingly only denting the
hood of it.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I love my internship, but so many files, the entire research
collection of papers and other materials needs sorted, and i am trying to do it
according to library of congress. I have so much new found appreciation for
those that put the museum collections online. So far at Drake Well i have
cleaned, cataloged, and organized some of the collections, done so much filing,
made card catalog cards, and done so much typing that it has greatly improved
my typing skills. I love working with the collections, but since it isnt my
time period of choice, it does kinda make it boring at times. I found a file on
the local Native Americans and can't wait to go through it. I am also doing a
research project on ancient and medieval uses of oil (petroleum is why drake
well exists after all), and some of it is actually kinda fascinating to read about.
Apparently Babylon used natural asphalt in its construction, and ancient
Baghdad used pitch if I remember right. <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I've actually gotten to go to a few events for the SCA this
summer, which makes this summer better than last, where i only got to go to pennsic.
I really cant wait for pennsic, an entire week with friends :) I have a new guy
in my life, and he's pretty cool i guess ;) he makes me laugh a lot which is
kinda amazing for me. He also loves that i am goofy but serious. He came out to
visit and met my parents, and they all got along pretty well, but my youngest
nephew didnt like that there was someone here for his aunt. He came in the
house, got me to pick him up, and until his mom took him to leave he stayed in
my arms glaring at the new boy lol. he laid his head on my shoulder and glared,
and my lil monster (he is adorable but has a redheads temper lol) normally
wants to play when he gets to nannys house. I really like this guy, which
suprised me at first, he was a jock in high school, and i am like the supreme
geek. I am a book worm and everything. Hes pretty awesome, and it sucks that he
lives over on the other side of the state :(<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I love that i get to spend time with my nephews this summer,
i missed a lot being away at school, the oldest is now 6, the middle is almost
4, and the youngest is one and walking. I miss my niece horribly, she lives out
of state right now and i havent gotten to see her since they left in march :(
My family means the world to me, and
when i was younger i didnt realize how much i would miss them. <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
I have new fabric for a roman style doublet for the SCA
fighting that i do, its going to be based off of a roman lorica segmentata.<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<br />lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-58096881228117201892012-05-13T21:36:00.002-07:002012-05-13T21:36:42.879-07:00Tired of being the bad guy<div style="text-align: center;">
I dated someone for ten months, and although i care about him a lot, i am no longer in love with him. I stopped being happy because of a lot of stuff. I have had hurtful things said to me before, and i can normally brush them off, but coming from this person it hurt a lot. In the past month or so I lost one of my friends, i hadn't known her long, but she was one of those genuinely nice ppl. It sucks that so many ppl that i know have been dying lately. idk if its just that i notice it more now or what. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm happy to be home, and my parents are awesome and are helping me out with car etc so that i can have a job and get to my internship. speaking of, i start work on monday, i am going back to mcdonalds, and on tuesday i start my internship at a local museum. idk which i am looking forward to more: the idea at getting to work with a real dark room and learning manuscript restoration and preservation, or the pay check from work. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
This coming weekend, if i get off like my boss said i could, i am petitioning to join a household in the sca. this group is awesome and my sponsor is an amazing woman who has so many interests that i do. she is such a nice lady and she is going to help me with illumination and calligraphy, everything that i have done so far has been oh this looks like it would work and the tidbits that friends have told me to try. This week i am going to work on finishing my gift to her, its a token of thanks for sponsoring me. me and her had a talk today of what i want to do with everything i am learning, and when i told her about grad school she told me about what she had gone to school for, our interests match up perfectly :) </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
So the title is tired of being the bad guy, bc i am honestly tired of everyone trying to make me feel bad for things that they cause or have a hand in. i am not perfect and neither are they, one difference, i admit it and lately they have been trying to make me the sole bad guy. and its not just the ex that has been doing it which is the sad part. out of everyone that has tried it the only one that gets away with it is my dog beans, mainly bc we're now even for me going to college and not taking her with me, she ate the beading on one of my dresses. kinda sad about it, hopefully i can save more of it. I know that my policy of brutal honesty is not the nicest one, but i would rather tell you the honest truth than try to "protect" you from it. just how i am. there are times where i will not say something, if it isnt my place to, but other than that all bets are off if you are doing something stupid or something you know is wrong. bc i dont like those shenannigans. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
and as it is now close to bed time, i looked over and guess who stole my teddy bear and half my pillows: beans, looks like she is one upping me again lol. Honestly, i missed my dog something fierce, she has been my baby since sixth grade, and in eighth grade, after i came home from the hospital the first time, she cemented herself as mine for life when she growled at my parents for trying to move her away from me. she protects me, and as much as i can i protect her from the dread *gasp* bath. well, until she smells like a goat. then she has to get one. hasta luego</div>lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-38339590803316898462012-04-24T15:57:00.002-07:002013-06-16T09:38:44.204-07:00catch up<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
So its been since January, I have been working my butt off so that I keep up in classes and
such and try to avoid as much drama as I can. Life is hard as per usual and I
am finding more and more often that I am way different from people my own age,
my mom might be right about me being 21 turning forty, its how I view the
world.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Doing all my work hurts my social life, it is pretty much
non-existent. I am getting more and more stressed as I try to get everything
finished but I have been able to get six papers written, all of my citations
are now done for my big 25 page paper on the Salem Witch Trials, and I only
have one last test in my online cyberpolitics class. It was a pretty cool class
but def. ready for this summer.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I am going to be doing an internship at one of the local
museums, and I am nervous about doing it, mainly because we are moving
everything from one of the maintenance buildings to the new site which is
bigger than the old building. The museum is about twenty minutes to thirty from
my house, and since I dont have a car yet and my brother in law has to have
knee surgery I may get to use his until I can afford my own.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I called and asked for my old job back at McDonalds and am
waiting one them to call me back. Hopefully I get that one back and I plan to
get a few more applications to work as hard and as much as I can this summer.
More money means a better car, and I need one that can get me to and from
school which is about two and a half hours away from home.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I still find myself thinking about Ella, and as much as I
try its still hard to not feel guilty about still being here when she isn't. I
try to not let it bug me, and remember that there is a reason I am still here,
and right now I am trying to figure out what that is, for the last about seven
eight years i have wanted to be a Professor of History, but I find myself
thinking I want to see the world more and more. Got to write some more on my
other papers and get them all finished with citations and all.<o:p></o:p></div>
</div>
lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-75459740518313625662012-01-03T17:13:00.000-08:002012-01-03T17:13:28.137-08:00life sucksMany people do not really know my whole story and recently a little girl named Ella McNellie, a family friend, passed away from cancer, she was seven years old and was an angel on earth, there was not one person she met that wouldn't smile or have their day brightened by this little girl. When I found out that she had passed away i couldn't stop crying, it wasn't fair that she passed so young and her family will now miss her. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/166895_198188480196380_100000156892252_858079_4534981_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/166895_198188480196380_100000156892252_858079_4534981_n.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><3 Ella Kathryn McNellie 10/21/2004-12/21/2011 <3</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ella passing opened up a very deep wound in me, I don't talk about what I went through very often, and it is both easy and hard at times. My mother suggested that I start writing about things, that it might make it easier for me to get over feeling guilt over still being alive. Survivors guilt is a strong and powerful thing to have to deal with and it is not easy. The best thing to do for those that have died is to live your life to the fullest and to live your life in memory for them. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In another saddening turn, there have been a lot of deaths in my area, over the summer three boys, still in high school, crashed and died. Two of the boys were brothers and I am friends with their sister Isis. It hit the family really hard because the third boy was their cousin. A lot of the deaths have been senseless and meaningless, the teenagers here still do the same stupid stuff and think that they are invincible. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am tired of seeing the obits that are in my towns paper, its too saddening and I wish that it would stop happening, but again life sucks.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The hardest thing to see is a child dying, its even harder when you see them in a coffin. I broke down and could not stop crying. Her father Chad told me to think about that she wasn't in pain anymore. Ella looked like a doll. I went to her funeral mass as well as her wake, but there was no way that I could see her put in the ground. Just thinking about her makes me ball like a baby because it hurts so much. In March, on the 16th, I will be cancer free and considered cured. Its been a long road and one that will continue for the rest of my life, with doctors appointments and check ups, and i would do anything to have traded places with Ella, so that she could live the life that got cut so short. I have gotten to live part of my life, and it was more then she was allowed. I do not have the strongest faith, but I have to believe that Ella is looking down on us today.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I stayed at my boyfriends for new years, and on new years eve I remembered Ella and balled again. I had fun over the holiday but am glad to be home, my sister is due to have her baby any day now and its my first niece. I have three nephews from my oldest sister and this is my middle sisters first child.</div><div><br />
</div>lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-21752505716190841102011-10-24T11:25:00.000-07:002011-10-24T11:25:04.563-07:00This weekend<div style="text-align: center;">So this weekend I went to Agincourt, its a fencing event based off of the battle at Agincourt between the French and the English. I am not a giant fan of France, more to do with one of my teachers pushing me to take Bourban France class, and my mom wanting me to take it in High School. I am however, petitioning to join a household that is primarily French personas (met a french one though which was cool), and mine is a Roman/Italian persona. The reason that I am petitioning this household is that they are like family, they accepted me as one of them and I was asked to process with them in during court and to carry the Joan of Arc banner because I am a female fighter. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">One of the members of the household, Marcus, is helping my college group to get heavy rattan fighting armor that is both cheap and made for the individual. And although it requires that I sew a lot, this doesnt bother me at all. Over all it was a good day, although after the event I ate way too much pizza, but it was worth it, was good pizza. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yesterday was nice, I hid in my room the entire day and didn't come out till night time (might be part of why my friends joke I am a vampire lol), and watched the Vampire Diaries. I am finally all caught up, but since it is aired on Thursday nights I have to wait for it to go online which kinda sucks. When I came out of my room I hung out with my roommate, our friend duo, and the viking. This is the normal group minus one because he had to write a lab report. We decided to watch Stay Alive because my roommate had it and I kinda jumped at the chance to see it again because we had been talking about it the week before and I was (yes overly so) devastated that Netflix did not have it online :(</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Well gtg because of class, this dreaded thing that I have to be in lol. I like most of my classes but tests seem to be getting harder and harder for me to take and idk why. Also got a new computer which is amazing and really nice to type on. Its and Acer Aspire, and I love it. </div>lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-4162976542319123252011-10-10T23:34:00.000-07:002011-10-10T23:34:28.050-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKEI3ufrFgbLuraarXxjYuO7-gov41gAWIXPq7VQrgtBvWB_GIrPadUd4Va7_NfH7O_nGlPkMj89eBpiJ0Enf9X_IvdwipFUiY0JZaMQohs0HYhNBOSFO3ZtpT0TFheWG3ebCfUkZohTM/s1600/happy_birthday_07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="302" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKEI3ufrFgbLuraarXxjYuO7-gov41gAWIXPq7VQrgtBvWB_GIrPadUd4Va7_NfH7O_nGlPkMj89eBpiJ0Enf9X_IvdwipFUiY0JZaMQohs0HYhNBOSFO3ZtpT0TFheWG3ebCfUkZohTM/s320/happy_birthday_07.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ok, so I am officially 21, and no matter how many times this is said I will continue to disbelieve this. I never thought I would actually make it this far in life and be in the places I have made it to. I still feel like I am 14, and it seems odd that I am no longer a kid. My life has taken so many turns, but I guess to end up where you need to be bumps and broken things happen so that the good things and good people can get through. Especially since I have someone that no matter how bad we fight still makes me smile and miss him and can't wait to see him since he is here for my bday starting wednesday which will be awesome.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> After being sick so often because of everything thats gone on with my health, it still seems odd to have made it another year, which is odd for a 21 yr old to be saying. Brief synopsis: had cancer, cured this coming march :), because of it I have asthma which has decided that bronchitis is fun to have lol, and have always been anemic. But the sickness which hereafter is named Plague by me, that is the last two weeks that has made me fall behind in classes and start panicking and trying to get caught up as well as relook at what I want out of life. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am thinking that I will have another semester here at college since I am a double major, but am not sure that I want to stay a Computer Science major or get a Computer Information Systems degree instead. Perks of the first; I know the programming and can make my own, perks of the second is that I am more inclined to work with others. Anti-social or not, doesn't help that I have a tendency to one extreme over the other depending on the day. </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://sacredsites.com/europe/armenia/images/pagan-temple-garni-01-500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://sacredsites.com/europe/armenia/images/pagan-temple-garni-01-500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">No matter what I decide about the computer degree I will always love History first, it is the one thing that has always been a fascination and at times an obsession to learn about. My current obsession is learning about the various schools of fencing in the middle ages, its fascinating. The various weaponry used and even how they recorded what they taught is interesting. Just need to decide where and for what I am going to grad school. Been looking at University of Pennsylvania in Philly, but I've visited Philly once, and wasn't a giant fan. They do have a professor there who I have used multiple times as a source for various papers and having him would be awesome, but at the same time I have also begun looking for schools that have Latin offered because it is something that I have never lost my passion for learning. Its a beautiful language and its being forgotten and killed by the inability of our education systems to do anything more then "basic" education anymore. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But thats a rant for another blog, I should be getting some sleep, because this is night three that my sleep schedule is screwed up because of sleeping non-stop almost for two days from being sick. With this I bid ado and good night/morning, and remark: its my birthday its my birthday its my birthday</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(I may be 21 but am still a kid at heart :) )</div>lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-4604218646139258242011-09-26T15:32:00.000-07:002011-09-26T15:32:10.413-07:00lalalala<div style="text-align: center;">So, my life has recently revolved around cleaning, or school work. this makes for a rather unhappy Sicilian. I'm tired of fighting, and def. tired of dealing with drama. Cleaning gives me an outlet to get all my anger and frustration out, and i know the boy is going to read this, not mad at him, not frustrated with him. the way that i deal with things that upset me is to internalize them, and for me its easier to keep it inside then to fight with people. </div><div style="text-align: center;">A lot of the time this back fires on me, i get so frustrated that i blow up. in better news two of my friends are finally dating, i hope it works out for them both. </div><div style="text-align: center;">My history paper topic for Early Middle Ages changed, couldn't find enough primary resources which was really annoying so now I am writing on the Christianization of Pagan festivals and practices which is a subject that has always kinda fascinated me. Being a History major has always been my dream, and recently I added another aspect of things to that, computers. But history has and always will be my passion, computers is something I am good at. I have a small collection of books in my room, and have about thirteen books out of the library right now which is a new personal best lol. Research is going well and all I need to do right now is type up a primary bibliography page to turn in on wednesday. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-69356905962778844732011-09-12T19:31:00.000-07:002011-09-12T19:31:34.315-07:00Papers, Papers, Papers, and more PapersBeing a college student is not as easy as my parents like to make it out to be. They have been doing online schooling to get their bachelors degree, and make fun of the fact that I go to a real college and claim to have it hard. I understand that they are two separate things altogether because they are structured that way. They each have their own hardships but something my parents fail to see is that while they have assignments they do not have the course load that I do. I am taking eighteen credits (my own fault but need to to be able to graduate on time), and the classes I am taking are not the easiest things in the world. I have two fifteen page research papers I need to write, a bibliography essay because of another class, has to be research into my research, whether its good research or not. And then there are my "easy" classes. Art appreciation was supposed to be an easy credit class to fulfill a gen. ed. same with Contemporary issues in biology. Neither one is living up to this. I have article critiques and other assignments in bio which take forever, and I have a ton of "easy" assignments according to my teacher which require art skills I do not have. The art class makes me cringe because there is so much wrong information given about historical aspects of art. Its really hard for me to not cringe in that class. And so this ends my rant and i no longer feel the need to cry from frustration over papers :) in better mood I am getting my Pennsic presentation ready for the honors program which is going to be in October. Its almost done and all I have left is to add some informational slides. :)lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335356958389785557.post-47329513173624344522011-09-11T19:07:00.000-07:002011-09-11T19:07:52.157-07:00blogging<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>So I don’t normally blog things, tried a tumbler account and failed at ever using it. Might be on this one more bc my roommate has one too and she might possibly bully me into ranting on here. the past two months have prob been some of the strangest but best for me of my life. I started dating a great guy who makes me happy and I don’t feel like he ignores me or keeps from letting me close. it’s a little weird bc for the past couple relationships I have been in I was the mature one and now he is. which is funny bc now I can act childish sometimes which is nice. well more than sometimes, pretty much most of the time. but it’s nice to not be worried that he isn't going to accept that side of me. so since its sept 11 I will add a section of my blog: <o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;">Now I lay me down to sleep...one less terrorist this world does keep...with all my heart I give my thanks...to those in uniform regardless of ranks...you serve our country and serve it well...with humble hearts your stories tell...so as I rest my weary eyes...while freedom rings our flag still flies...you give your all, do what you must...with God we live and in God we trust.</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>I don’t think that I will ever forget that day for the rest of my life, it’s one of the few things that makes me cry just from the memory of how scared I was bc my uncle was in the process of moving into the trade towers. we didn’t know where he was or if he was alive for a couple of days. I remember my teacher being told to turn on the TV by one of the other teachers just long enough to tell us what had happened before the school shut off the TVs so that the students didn’t get terrified. I was worried all the way until I got home, and when I did its one of three times I have ever seen my father cry. one was at his mother’s death and one was at the hospital when he was told I had cancer. it was the hardest thing I have ever had to see, to see a man strong as steel break into tears bc his family couldn’t get in touch with him. not knowing if they were ok or not. <o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>Ok so enough blogging for tonight. should go do some readings for classes.... might do it during my free time tomorrow instead lol.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div>lucia galenia rufinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07476479158274767893noreply@blogger.com2