Girl Meets (Semi-Real) World

Well, my 'vacation' is slowly drawing to a close (although not as slowly as I like). Mandy says that it's not a vacation, it's just the time between graduating from college and my enterance into the 'real world'. I argued that I'm not actually going into the real world, I'm still taking classes and the internship isn't paid... but it's still semi-real. At least, I'm not like Anne who has to worry about insurance and things like that. I'm sloooowly easing my way in, I opened up a commissions post for the RP I'm part of so I can earn a little money mostly to pay for LJ (I'm getting rather sick of the ads and I want more icons). I've done a few paintings already to tempt people into ordering from me and I'm really proud of them. My painting skills have gone up!

Basically, from Monday on it'll be 'work ass off'. I work Tuesday- Thursday, although I may work on Friday as well because I have to leave early on Tuesday and Wednesday to go to class at EAA. I'm planning on taking a class at the studio on Thursday as well so I'll be gone from 10AM-10PM. Woo hoo! I have Monday, Saturday, and Sunday off which will probably be filled with homework, errands and the like.

I'd like to keep sewing though, I've designed quite a few bags that I want to make because they're easy and they're fun! I made a fanny pack/hipster bag for Anne today to take with her when she does field work or goes on walks, I designed it based on one I found on Craftster but made the pouch bigger and a separate pocket for cell phone, wallet, etc. I made a significant dent in the amount of green fabric I have! WOO! Mandy also bought fabric for me to make into a messenger bag for her, something big enough to hold her sketchbook. I got to talk to iheartspotatoes on AIM today, which was a lot of fun because we basically spent the entire time talking about crafts. :D

It is getting late now, sleep is starting to sound like a good thing. Zzzzzz~

Poetry Friday

I keep forgetting to participate in it but this time I remembered! :D

ROME UNVISITED by Oscar Wilde

I.


The corn has turned from grey to red,
Since first my spirit wandered forth
From the drear cities of the north,
And to Italia's mountains fled.

And here I set my face towards home,
For all my pilgrimage is done,
Although, methinks, yon blood-red sun
Marshals the way to Holy Rome.

O Blessed Lady, who dost hold
Upon the seven hills thy reign!
O Mother without blot or stain,
Crowned with bright crowns of triple gold!

O Roma, Roma, at thy feet
I lay this barren gift of song!
For, ah! the way is steep and long
That leads unto thy sacred street.


II.


And yet what joy it were for me
To turn my feet unto the south,
And journeying towards the Tiber mouth
To kneel again at Fiesole!

And wandering through the tangled pines
That break the gold of Arno's stream,
To see the purple mist and gleam
Of morning on the Apennines

By many a vineyard-hidden home,
Orchard and olive-garden grey,
Till from the drear Campagna's way
The seven hills bear up the dome!


III.


A pilgrim from the northern seas -
What joy for me to seek alone
The wondrous temple and the throne
Of him who holds the awful keys!

When, bright with purple and with gold
Come priest and holy cardinal,
And borne above the heads of all
The gentle Shepherd of the Fold.

O joy to see before I die
The only God-anointed king,
And hear the silver trumpets ring
A triumph as he passes by!

Or at the brazen-pillared shrine
Holds high the mystic sacrifice,
And shows his God to human eyes
Beneath the veil of bread and wine.


IV.


For lo, what changes time can bring!
The cycles of revolving years
May free my heart from all its fears,
And teach my lips a song to sing.

Before yon field of trembling gold
Is garnered into dusty sheaves,
Or ere the autumn's scarlet leaves
Flutter as birds adown the wold,

I may have run the glorious race,
And caught the torch while yet aflame,
And called upon the holy name
Of Him who now doth hide His face.

ARONA.