Hey guys, I'm Katie! Welcome to my blog, where I ramble on about anything and everything. I'm 21 years old, a rising senior at Boston College and am pursuing a major in International Studies and a minor in French. I just returned from studying abroad at Sciences Po in Paris, so most of the entries from the past five months consist of my cultural experiences, my passionate love affair with French food, my close encounters of the third wine, and my ramblings about crazy French people. I love photography, traveling, reading, and cooking. I love all kinds of music; check out what I'm listening to at last.fm. I also enjoy a good tweet now and again. Check out some more random facts about me, if you're so inclined...
Love said…
In case you haven’t noticed, I have been particularly into making lists as of late. The past three or four of my posts have comprised of bullets, dashes, and numbers galore. I mean, lists are FUNctional! And who doesn’t love crossing things off? When it comes right down to it, I feel so accomplished. That’s why sometimes, if I know I have a long, busy couple of weeks ahead of me, I add silly little things that give me a confidence boost. Hey everybody, look, I put two of the same socks on today!
Anyhow, now that I’ve started to ramble on about lists, I forget what I was actually going to make a list about. Oops.
I did, however, find a beautiful poem about love on Jason Mraz’s blog, so I’ll repost it here.
Love said…
i was dead
i came alive
i was tears
i became laughter
all because of love
when it arrived
my temporal life
from then on
changed to eternal
love said to me
you are not
crazy enough
you don’t
fit this house
i went and
became crazy
crazy enough
to be in chains
love said
you are not
intoxicated enough
you don’t
fit the group
i went and
got drunk
drunk enough
to overflow
with light-headedness
love said
you are still
too clever
filled with
imagination and skepticism
i went and
became gullible
and in fright
pulled away
from it all
love said
you are a candle
attracting everyone
gathering every
one
around you
i am no more
a candle spreading light
i gather no more crowds
and like smoke
i am all scattered now
love said
you are a teacher
you are a head
and for everyone
you are a leader
i am no more
not a teacher
not a leader
just a servant
to your wishes
love said
you already have
your own wings
i will not give you
more feathers
and then my heart
pulled itself apart
and filled to the brim
with a new light
overflowed with fresh life
now even the heavens
are thankful that
because of love
i have become
the giver of light
Rumi, Fountain of Fire
Translated by Nader Khalili