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One of the most amazing things about individual people is their ability to understand other people, so much so they can predict another's behavior. I, however, lack this ability in whole. I can't remember a time in my life have I accurately predicted how someone would react to me, my actions or utterances or someone else's actions/utterances. I basically walk though life constantly being pleasantly or unpleasantly surprised by other people. And further, I am quite transparent to others myself. People will often explain what I am feeling to me because I seem inept at doing it on my own. I hate that ineptitude. It's ridiculous! What a terrible inconvienence, not being able to understand or interpret my own mental going-ons. Did I miss that part of self-actualization in my getting-to-know-myself teens? Or is this a byproduct of constant companionship for several years, where I was not challenged to make sense of myself because someone inherently knew what was going on and told me about it? Is this realization an excercise in rediscovering my independence from afore-mentioned relationship? I feel like this is something I have struggled with for a long time; like this is the reason I was so amazingly unpopular in my school years. Task for the self-improvement to-do list: get other people, and for Godsake, get myself (and yet i'm awesome at sociology -go figure)

ON a lighter note:What word do you know that uses the least letters but is pronounced with the most syllables? (this is not rhetorical, I know you people read this, my blog wants participation)
Example: Adagio- six letters, four syllables 

Bon Voyage Boston

Since I randomly had 6 days off work in a row, I decided to join the van driving to Boston over labor day weekend. 

Sheepish: Others showing restrain – as I realize I haven’t.

Baa... Baa...

Unrelated:
So there is this boat parked next to ours in St. Joe. This boat is amazingly wrecked; every time people drive by they stop and gawk. It was bought by someone here in Michigan though no one knows who. The person who drove it up here but did not know any information about who bought it, he said he was told to drop it off at the marina. Well that was months ago so I think it is here to stay - unclaimed - as a reminder as to why we live in Michigan and not in Louisiana. PS. what you can't see is the 5 x 5 foot hole in the other side of the vessel that is covered (sortof) by a large piece of chipboard.

Unrelated but more remarkable: After four years of scary legal action, I am no longer a defendant! Those of you who know about this, I am sure you can understand my relief. Those who don't, the white puch was not my first serious traffic incident involving a moped.

Megan's Project Runway is Finished!

Yeah! First post in... (counting) about a year. Well, ten months atleast. You may ask, "Dearest Megan, on what occasion is this that you have returned to you blogging ways of a year past? What event has prompted such unrest that you must take up your keyboard and post this photo of giant fish teeth?" My reply: Well,

I FINISHED MY CAPSTONE PROJECT!

and you would say, "Oh what great news! yet... I have not a thought to entertain of what this thing you have finished may be."

I spent my last semester at WMU working on an independent study project focused on the importance of emphasising "women's knowledge" (that is, knowledge historically learned and known by women who work in the home, passed on from mother to daughter since the dawn of firepits to cook over). I personally feel this sort of knowledge is imperitive for the success and happiness of the human race. Check back in the future for pictures. I will have a show in the fall probably.

I graduated from college and now that my project is done, I have to get a job...


yeah. 

Returning and Turning

Returning to Kalamazoo, as with any place one returns to, it is neither how I left it nor what I expected it to become. The city seems bland, grey, spaced awkwardly and much lower. My life also seems to be taking on some of these characteristics. It’s a funny place to be when one is tired of the same old place but not yet ready to leave. I know I don’t want to remain forever in Kalamazoo but entertaining ideas of living somewhere else seem unrealistic at this point. I am also having a hard time recovering from my London doldrums.

As for reinventing myself and reintegrating back into Kalamazoo life, it was not as quick as I would have liked. I did get the job I had been wanting but it took a lot of harassing and begging on my part. I am also happily employed at Invitations by Design. Strangely, I am happier at that job than I am at David’s bridal. I think it is because my skills are deeply needed at IBD where as if I didn’t arrive at David’s, I doubt anyone would notice… it’s the corporate part of it I think—dislocated, compartmentalized and running like a machine. I am a just a cog and they are available in bulk.

This whole not-liking-David’s-Bridal business had put into question what I want to do with my life anyways. Lately, I have been experiencing insecurity about bridal design.. that is, it might not be the place for me. I do know I want to be my own boss and have control over my professional environment but what kind of business will I have, do I want to have?

And now for something completely different...

School is over. At last. I am exhausted and ready for home. Today I am turning in the last of my course work for Fundamentals of design II class (trousers class). My outfit turned out alright. My work is alright. I feel like most of this term I made it 80% through my projects and then lost interest. The last 20% was always the hardest but as far as I can remember I have always been that way with everything I have ever done. Almost the whole way but not quite. I think as my skills advance I will be more likely to finish things without having to fight myself.

Tonight is the fashion show for the Collections students (senior students). I'll post some photos soon. The rest of this week I will be gleefully spending as a tourist in London and emmersed in The Sims 2.

See you all in 9 days!