Studying or Singing?

Let me introduce you to a brief snippet of my mid-term study playlist. I had to go with soothing songs because anything upbeat just makes me start dancing or head-bobbing, neither of which contribute to me writing why Ruben Dario is considered the father of Latin American modernism.... These songs don't stop me from singing along or humming, since I can't whistle, but they don't provoke dancing anyway.

1. In the Sun
2. Desire
3. A Different Kind of Love
4. I Will Follow You into the Dark
5. Someone Somewhere
6. Slow Dancing in a Burning Room
7. Blessed
8. Emerald Sky
9. Telling Stories

Ok, I rock out a little on the last couple :)

P.S. If you are interested  - Ruben Dario is characterized as a writer of the "el modernismo" period because of his chromatism, exoticism, use of synesthesia, mythology and fantasy! Finished my paper, yay.

Sick Again

You know what really gets my goat? Recurring, never-ending, cyclical bouts of sickness. Dang annoying to say the least; and I was doing so well. But, yes, it's struck again. Before I list my multitude of ailments, some self-induced I'm sure, may I just comment that one of my pet peeves is when I obsess over my own snotty nose, dry throat, pounding headache.... need I go on? Can you have a pet peeve that is self-directed? Well, I do.

So, in the interest of avoiding the annoyance sure to come at the review of my own whiny blog post, I will instead direct you to Peggy Ann McKay, main character of Shel Silverstein's poem "Sick". She will invite you to the world of the sick, but also leave you with a laugh. Read and enjoy, while also avoiding any sickies in your vicinity.

Fingers crossed for speedy recovery to anyone sharing my boat out there!