I just watched season 6 finale episode on hulu.com. I haven't watched any of the season, but last night I watched the last 5 episodes and caught up on it, and then today I watched the season finale. 2 hours of anticipation, suspense, and emotion. It was amazing. The directors did well on it. My kudos.
I was a upset that Meredith lost her baby, though, when she had just found out, and Derek didn't even know about it! And she worked on Owen while she was having a miscarriage!!! Oh my gosh, I almost cried. I don't cry, but I almost did!
Well, I just had to get that out. My roommates are all gone and I'm alone in the apartment, and I'm feeling a little lonely/hopeless romantic, especially after watching Meredith cry over McDreamy for two hours, I am in one of those gorge on chocolate while watching girly romantic crap on TV moods. I am currently watching Say Yes to the Dress on TLC, tons of women trying on wedding dresses of their dreams. Oh, how I yearn to find "Gregory" and get engaged, and go on the frustrating hunt for a dress (because I know, with my body, it will be a frustrating and long process). I want that so badly, though, to start a family, a love, a life with someone else. Not just someone, THE one.
Is that so much to ask?
Shae
Friday, May 21
Connections
A funny thing happend at work today. This old man came in to the Inn for a room (duh) and he was asking about this restaurant down the road. He asked if it was any good, and I told him honestly that I didn't know, I hadn't eaten there yet, but I had a friend who worked there who said it wasn't bad. He teased me, asking if the guy was a liar, if I could trust him, and I said that he was a good, christian guy, and I could trust him. He laughed and said I was lucky. Slightly confused, I shrugged it off, and the man went out to get his luggage from his car. He comes back in with these two books, "The Bible Promise Book" and he says that they are for me and my BOYFRIEND!! I started laughing, but didn't have the heart to correct him!! I just laughed and thanked him. He said they were separated by topic and so that if "we" had a fight, I could look up anger, and I could tell him to look up forgiveness. I laughed again at that, and he left.
It was just too funny to think about me and this friend of mine dating! Granted, he IS cute, and I used to have a crush on him, but honestly, all of my friends have at one point. Then you get over it and he's just a good friend. This guy is a theatre geek, and plays the part! I think he's been compared to like having a gay friend who isn't gay! (He is definetly straight!)
I facebooked my friend and told him about what had happened, and can't wait to hear what he has to say about it!
In other news, there was a lady who came in talking about how she was missing her shows. I asked her what shows she watched, and she said Bones, and Grey's Anatomy. I used to watch Grey's every week, and LOVED it, but when I got to college, I never had the time to watch it, and I told her this. She informed me that someone was supposed to get shot tonight, and she thought it would be McDreamy. I told said again that I hadn't been able to watch any of this season, but hoped McDreamy would be okay. She came back some hours later and was like, "Do you want the scoop?" I was like YES!! So for five/ten minutes we stood there and chatted about Grey's gossip! It was so much fun, just chatting about a favorite TV show with a complete stranger! She updated me on what had happened, like Meredith and Derek getting married, Alexis breaking up with McSteamy, and dating Carev, and that Heigl (spelling?) wasn't on there anymore, and that Meredith had found out she was pregnant, but then with all the stress from the shooting at the hospital (tonight's episode) she had a miscarriage (because McDreamy was shot! BUT he got through surgery successfully. I think if they killed off Derek, tons of millions of women would be so mad!)
That's my story for tonight. It just got me thinking about the connections you make with people in the oddest ways, ways you never would have expected with people you never would have thought. I run across so many different people at the Inn, I thank God for putting me there to work, for however short or long a time, for the simple reason of people that I meet.
Off for now, its late, and I want a bowl of cereal. (That's one of my quirks, I eat cereal really late at night. Its good, you should try it, its like getting a jumpstart on breakfast).
Shae
It was just too funny to think about me and this friend of mine dating! Granted, he IS cute, and I used to have a crush on him, but honestly, all of my friends have at one point. Then you get over it and he's just a good friend. This guy is a theatre geek, and plays the part! I think he's been compared to like having a gay friend who isn't gay! (He is definetly straight!)
I facebooked my friend and told him about what had happened, and can't wait to hear what he has to say about it!
In other news, there was a lady who came in talking about how she was missing her shows. I asked her what shows she watched, and she said Bones, and Grey's Anatomy. I used to watch Grey's every week, and LOVED it, but when I got to college, I never had the time to watch it, and I told her this. She informed me that someone was supposed to get shot tonight, and she thought it would be McDreamy. I told said again that I hadn't been able to watch any of this season, but hoped McDreamy would be okay. She came back some hours later and was like, "Do you want the scoop?" I was like YES!! So for five/ten minutes we stood there and chatted about Grey's gossip! It was so much fun, just chatting about a favorite TV show with a complete stranger! She updated me on what had happened, like Meredith and Derek getting married, Alexis breaking up with McSteamy, and dating Carev, and that Heigl (spelling?) wasn't on there anymore, and that Meredith had found out she was pregnant, but then with all the stress from the shooting at the hospital (tonight's episode) she had a miscarriage (because McDreamy was shot! BUT he got through surgery successfully. I think if they killed off Derek, tons of millions of women would be so mad!)
That's my story for tonight. It just got me thinking about the connections you make with people in the oddest ways, ways you never would have expected with people you never would have thought. I run across so many different people at the Inn, I thank God for putting me there to work, for however short or long a time, for the simple reason of people that I meet.
Off for now, its late, and I want a bowl of cereal. (That's one of my quirks, I eat cereal really late at night. Its good, you should try it, its like getting a jumpstart on breakfast).
Shae
Wednesday, May 19
Say Anything
I just watched a movie with my roommates, Say Anything with John Cusak (spelling?) I enjoyed it, it was corny, sappy, 80's romance, which is right up my alley (except the 80s thing...) One of my roommates, however, doesn't like cheesy/sappy at all, and was trying not to gag through the whole thing. It was kind of funny. When it was over, I told her she could stop gagging now. She thought it was funny. But a totally true funny. You know?
I don't even know what I want to say here, I just wanted to write something, to update, to "Say Anything...." :) Interesting pun, no?
I am a believer in raw poetry, or minimalistic poetry. This basically means that the poetry I write is only slightly edited. Not a lot of change from the original first draft, most of the time being the first draft. A normal edit for my poetry is changing a line, or a word. Usually this is done as I write it, hardly ever do I edit after the poem after its completely written. Its just the way I write poetry. My stories, I edit big time, no raw there. Edit edit edit! But poetry, raw, original, just words spat onto a page (or computer word document, either one).
My poetry comes usually from times when I am exceptionally emotional--lately because of a guy. (One in particular, but I won't go there.) When I am emotional, it comes out in a few ways. I vent to one of my friends, and say the same thing over and over again, or I sit in my room, blaring my music and I just sit there listening/dancing randomly around my room. Or, third option, I write. Sometimes its my stories, one of my novel ideas (another pun) or sometimes, rarer, (is that a word) it comes out in poetry. Raw, thoughts onto a page, broken into lines, poetry.
So, I'll give you a sampling.
Say Anything
By Shae Mallak
Anything, anything at all
Spit it out--
what do you really want to say
to me?
Do you speak from your heart?
or what is expected from you?
Speak--
true and honest
how you feel
raw emotion
pouring out of your soul
to me.
Does it frighten you?
It frightens me.
Just speak openly
because communication
is key--
the key to success
to relationships
(of all sorts)
and the key
to my heart.
Just be honest with me--
say anything,
anything at all
that is real
that is true
that is honest
Honestly you.
I want to see you
who you really are
so be honest
true
real
speak--
I don't even know what I want to say here, I just wanted to write something, to update, to "Say Anything...." :) Interesting pun, no?
I am a believer in raw poetry, or minimalistic poetry. This basically means that the poetry I write is only slightly edited. Not a lot of change from the original first draft, most of the time being the first draft. A normal edit for my poetry is changing a line, or a word. Usually this is done as I write it, hardly ever do I edit after the poem after its completely written. Its just the way I write poetry. My stories, I edit big time, no raw there. Edit edit edit! But poetry, raw, original, just words spat onto a page (or computer word document, either one).
My poetry comes usually from times when I am exceptionally emotional--lately because of a guy. (One in particular, but I won't go there.) When I am emotional, it comes out in a few ways. I vent to one of my friends, and say the same thing over and over again, or I sit in my room, blaring my music and I just sit there listening/dancing randomly around my room. Or, third option, I write. Sometimes its my stories, one of my novel ideas (another pun) or sometimes, rarer, (is that a word) it comes out in poetry. Raw, thoughts onto a page, broken into lines, poetry.
So, I'll give you a sampling.
Say Anything
By Shae Mallak
Anything, anything at all
Spit it out--
what do you really want to say
to me?
Do you speak from your heart?
or what is expected from you?
Speak--
true and honest
how you feel
raw emotion
pouring out of your soul
to me.
Does it frighten you?
It frightens me.
Just speak openly
because communication
is key--
the key to success
to relationships
(of all sorts)
and the key
to my heart.
Just be honest with me--
say anything,
anything at all
that is real
that is true
that is honest
Honestly you.
I want to see you
who you really are
so be honest
true
real
speak--
Grocery Shopping
I went to Wal-mart today for groceries, and I got a little food-happy. Well, considering I bought twice as much as I originally planned. I bought some strawberries (1.49!) and I got a loaf of bakery bread for 90 cents!! It was on the day-old clearance rack. I got 6 eggs, which I didn't even know you could still do! I got some hot-pockets, and had one for lunch and it was delicious! (steak and cheese panini). Also in my cart was several "sides" like pasta sides and asian sides. I got some teryaki noodles. I am looking forward to it!
Ever since I moved into the apartment I have felt very homemaker martha stewart. I want to decorate, and cook, and clean, et cetera. I love it! It helps that my roommates are awesome. I have three other girls in the apartment with who are all awesome. One of them is gone on a trip right now for two weeks, and another is leaving in a few weeks, but they are all club sisters from college, so its awesome. We get along great (so far... that might change).
Right now, the three of us are all on our laptops in our living room, watching America's Next Top Model. They are shooting in Brazil, and some of them are complaining about things, and picking fights with each other and all I can think is--get over yourself, you're in BRAZIL!!
The models make me feel fat. I'm slightly overweight, yah, but not terrible. I'm curvacious, not fat. But these models are skin and bone and not a lot else, and they make me feel like I'm 100 pounds overweight with the outfits they wear (skimpy, in a word.)
Top Model is back on... they are doing their next photo shot. They have to wear a fruit hat (the tall ones with bananas and grapes, etc) Yah, not a whole lot of people can pull that off!
We'll see how this goes.....
Shae
Ever since I moved into the apartment I have felt very homemaker martha stewart. I want to decorate, and cook, and clean, et cetera. I love it! It helps that my roommates are awesome. I have three other girls in the apartment with who are all awesome. One of them is gone on a trip right now for two weeks, and another is leaving in a few weeks, but they are all club sisters from college, so its awesome. We get along great (so far... that might change).
Right now, the three of us are all on our laptops in our living room, watching America's Next Top Model. They are shooting in Brazil, and some of them are complaining about things, and picking fights with each other and all I can think is--get over yourself, you're in BRAZIL!!
The models make me feel fat. I'm slightly overweight, yah, but not terrible. I'm curvacious, not fat. But these models are skin and bone and not a lot else, and they make me feel like I'm 100 pounds overweight with the outfits they wear (skimpy, in a word.)
Top Model is back on... they are doing their next photo shot. They have to wear a fruit hat (the tall ones with bananas and grapes, etc) Yah, not a whole lot of people can pull that off!
We'll see how this goes.....
Shae
Fantastical
Check out my "Fantastical" Page to get a mini-story about Gregory and I! (See last blog, Gerhard, Gregory, and Carter) I will try to update and elongate the story as much as I can, or post additions on my home page. Enjoy! I know I will!
Gerhard, Gregory, and Carter
My friends and I have this running joke about my Mr. Right. Awhile ago, when I was feeling all "I hate being single" and just couldn't wait for the right guy to come along (Okay, I still can't wait) my friend and I made up a fictional person, whose name was Gregory--not Greg, Gregory--who was the hypethetical person I would someday marry. He was my other half, perfect match, etc. Whenever I was feeling bad about something, she would tell me "Gregory is probably watching you right now thinking how beautiful you are" or something to that effect. It always made me laugh and smile, and I would temporarily forget my problems. Now we laugh about if the guy I DO marry is named Gregory, how ironic it would be.
On a related note, I was talking with another friend of mine who is a writer like me, about how there was never main characters with my name (My real name, Shae is a pen name). She thought about it and said I was right, and said she would right a character with my name for me, and she did (well, started to). The man that she had me end up with was named Gerhard, also known as Carter. So it became the joke that Gerhard was my Mr. Right, and that either Gerhard or Gregory better show up because I was getting impatient! After a while, we decided they were the same person, and the name Carter was added to Gregory, creating an entire persona, Gregory Carter with the personality of the character Gerhard.
(Now that you know the background) Tonight I was working at the Inn when a couple came in. It was like, 11:30, and I could tell they were dead beat and tired, and just needed to lay down and sleep. I asked for the woman's driver's license to put some information into the computer and almost burst into hysteric laughter when I discovered that her last name was Gerhard!! It's such a unique name, I found it completely amazing and hysterical! Of course, I held my laughter for afterwards when I immediately texted my writer friend about what had happened. The couple, however, was married, and the guy wasn't even cute, so it couldn't have been my man. However, as my friend wisely pointed out, he could have a cute brother or something that would work...
I was on Facebook the other day (I love facebook) and decieded to search for "Gregory Carter" and see what came up. What I found was mostly black guys and military guys. When I told my writer friend this, she found it funny, as I had, and said I was destined to be with a military man. I said I was okay with this because military muscles were hot. She agreed. (We also established tonight that accents were sexy).
The moral of the story? If your name is Gregory Carter, are a military man with an accent and a ruggedly handsome appearance, please show yourself! See my contact page and let me know you exist!! (Picture required).
Shae
On a related note, I was talking with another friend of mine who is a writer like me, about how there was never main characters with my name (My real name, Shae is a pen name). She thought about it and said I was right, and said she would right a character with my name for me, and she did (well, started to). The man that she had me end up with was named Gerhard, also known as Carter. So it became the joke that Gerhard was my Mr. Right, and that either Gerhard or Gregory better show up because I was getting impatient! After a while, we decided they were the same person, and the name Carter was added to Gregory, creating an entire persona, Gregory Carter with the personality of the character Gerhard.
(Now that you know the background) Tonight I was working at the Inn when a couple came in. It was like, 11:30, and I could tell they were dead beat and tired, and just needed to lay down and sleep. I asked for the woman's driver's license to put some information into the computer and almost burst into hysteric laughter when I discovered that her last name was Gerhard!! It's such a unique name, I found it completely amazing and hysterical! Of course, I held my laughter for afterwards when I immediately texted my writer friend about what had happened. The couple, however, was married, and the guy wasn't even cute, so it couldn't have been my man. However, as my friend wisely pointed out, he could have a cute brother or something that would work...
I was on Facebook the other day (I love facebook) and decieded to search for "Gregory Carter" and see what came up. What I found was mostly black guys and military guys. When I told my writer friend this, she found it funny, as I had, and said I was destined to be with a military man. I said I was okay with this because military muscles were hot. She agreed. (We also established tonight that accents were sexy).
The moral of the story? If your name is Gregory Carter, are a military man with an accent and a ruggedly handsome appearance, please show yourself! See my contact page and let me know you exist!! (Picture required).
Shae
Tuesday, May 18
Magical or Mundane?
Optimism makes the sun shine brighter. That's the motto I am trying to live by. With a life as mundane as mine, it is important to be optimisitc about things.
I have to go to work in a half hour, so this won't be a very long blog to begin with. I work at a little hotel, only 4 branches and all in one state. Its fairly cheap, so we get a lot of strange characters coming in. Usually gross truckers that try to hit on me and the kind, elderly couples who are trying to survive on a small, retired budget.
The other day, when I was working, an Amish family came in. I only talked to the grandfather and father, but they were fun to chat with. You could tell almost immediately that they were Amish from their looks and faces (they have distinctive faces). The father was modernized with a phone, and a credit card and a card, etc, but the grandfather wasn't. They paid $200 cash! Who carries that kind of cash with them on a daily basis anymore? Apparently the Amish do.
That same night a gay couple came in from Colorado. I didn't know they were gay right away until I asked them what room they wanted, and they said one bed was fine, and they joked about hiding being gay or not because they definetely weren't in Denver anymore (Wizard of Oz joke, anyone?) I laughed and reminded them that they WERE in a small town! (Approximately 10,000 people.)
I have to go for now, I work from 4 to midnight tonight and have to make something to take for dinner before I leave, and I still haven't put on any makeup! Yikes! Write back soon....
Shae
I have to go to work in a half hour, so this won't be a very long blog to begin with. I work at a little hotel, only 4 branches and all in one state. Its fairly cheap, so we get a lot of strange characters coming in. Usually gross truckers that try to hit on me and the kind, elderly couples who are trying to survive on a small, retired budget.
The other day, when I was working, an Amish family came in. I only talked to the grandfather and father, but they were fun to chat with. You could tell almost immediately that they were Amish from their looks and faces (they have distinctive faces). The father was modernized with a phone, and a credit card and a card, etc, but the grandfather wasn't. They paid $200 cash! Who carries that kind of cash with them on a daily basis anymore? Apparently the Amish do.
That same night a gay couple came in from Colorado. I didn't know they were gay right away until I asked them what room they wanted, and they said one bed was fine, and they joked about hiding being gay or not because they definetely weren't in Denver anymore (Wizard of Oz joke, anyone?) I laughed and reminded them that they WERE in a small town! (Approximately 10,000 people.)
I have to go for now, I work from 4 to midnight tonight and have to make something to take for dinner before I leave, and I still haven't put on any makeup! Yikes! Write back soon....
Shae
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