Sitting out on my balcony this lovely Thursday afternoon, I can breathe a sigh of relief. Im just about halfway done with my semester. I expected this week to be a bit of a calm in the storm that has been my academic semester so far. No such luck. Im beginning to lose hope that I will have a relaxing week, where I maybe spend 1 or 2 hours on homework each afternoon, rather than 7 or 10. So, I embark on more homework and pray that summer comes fairly soon. I had planned for this semester to be jam packed of school work, and I got myself prepared to throw everything I have into finishing strong (like I did last semester). Im not losing that dream. I want to finish strong - which is why I throw everything I have into my books. How many people can say my Vertebrate Physiology book is one of my best friends? I can. I believe I have entered Loner Land. Im basically constituted as a book worm. Id rather be a worm than a rat though... although, I have 2 labs - making me a bit of a lab rat... great.
Well. This week: I completed a two-part test. A very difficult lab report. A midterm. A massive chart for my midterm. It may not sound like a whole lot, but literally these things have been taking me hours each day to complete. And I know I need to go inside and pick up my book and keep reading. I know I need to answer a few questions for chemistry. I need to study for a chemistry quiz I have every Friday. I need to study for an exercise physiology quiz. And copy those notes. Nope. It never ends. And tomorrow will be a full day, as well. Hopefully, with fun aspects. I guess theres not a whole lot to write. I am just so done with school, homework, studying, CBU, Riverside, here here here. Im ready to be in my glorious bed in my wonderful home in El Cajon, watching a movie. Ive hit the "Im done" point. I hit it every year. Honestly, every year since I was young, I get to a point where Id just about rather be poor, living in a cave the rest of my life than to keep going to school and doing all it entails every day. Im not trying to complain. Im thankful. Just trying to keep reminding myself of how blessed I am.
Well. Last night I saw the clock turn 2. In the morning. I dont advise this. I can tell you right now - its not exciting - go to bed. I dont think Ill be doing that again... not that I was desiring to in the first place....
A little lesson Ill leave you with. This afternoon, while sitting on my balcony, I watched a soccer game. Always look ahead - look where youre going. A guy ran into the flag at the corner. He continued to chase after the ball as if it hadnt happened.... And Ive totally done that. But we can apply this to life. Basically, always look where youre going. You may not know where youre headed, but youll at least know when youre about to hit a tree or something, so you can dodge it. I feel like I need to do that a little more - cuz Ive been running into things a lot... Anyways. Sorry this was so random... Hope you got the lesson though! =)
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
A Disney Tribute
You would think I would write about Valentines Day... Or as every person without a significant other calls it: Single Awareness Day. And dont get me wrong, my day today was not bad at all! But the important day to mention of this weekend was yesterday.
Saturday, I embarked on a Disney adventure with my good friend, Jacob. I have been excited to go to Disneyland for weeks. And when we made plans to go last week, my excitement soared even higher. To begin my blog, I want to point out, that this weekend was a 3-day weekend - for SOME people. Presidents Day is tomorrow and, obviously, Valentines Day is today. (Not that I ever got school off for Valentines Day...) We realized we were crazy for going this Saturday as we got closer to a crowd infested Disneyland, but we figured it would all be part of the adventure.
We parked and headed to the park(s). (Haha!!) Starting our day at Disneyland, we first made our way to Space Mountain, after a pit stop at the bathroom. Coming out, I find Jacob surrounded by... tourists... at that point I definitely knew this was going to be an interesting day. Crowds. Tourists. Strollers. Children. Four of my all-time favorite things. I wont walk you through every little thing we did, cuz that would take a while (and Ive received complaints on my post lengths). But I wanted to share some interesting things I learned... and things that I feel even stronger about.
#1: I could never be a character at Disneyland. Too much smiling. Too much happy. Too many kids. To overwhelming. One dream... shot by reality.
#2: I took a "test" telling me what Disney character I am most like. You may think I am like Cinderella in my breath-taking beauty, Pocohontas in my free spirit and stubborn nature, or even Snow White in my inability to turn down a delicious apple... but my character will shock you. Or maybe it wont - if it doesnt, please keep it to yourself. I am most like.......... the wicked queen in Snow White.... I felt this also reinforced that I shouldnt be a princess (or any character) at Disneyland... (However, I did felt a little better knowing Jacob is most like the candlestick in Beauty and the Beast.)
#3: Little girls should not have Minnie ears with veils on them. Those are for brides. I dont think a 4 or 5 year old was just married. Parents - you are hurrying the growing up process, in case you didnt know... I feel like I should have gotten one of those - seeing as Jacob and I were unexpectedly married on the Monsters Inc ride, with a family of four to witness.
#4: I need a lot of practice in Toy Story and Buzz Lightyear... games where you shoot either random objects to hits things or lazers at targets. It was a true tragedy to be responsible for such low points at these games. And even when the ride stopped in the middle of Buzz Lightyear and I had a target to constantly shoot literally right next to me, I still lost in the end. Shame.
#5: I have always been a "free the leashed child" type of girl. I want to carry scissors, just to cut kids loose. When Jacob asked my opinion of these leashed children, I openly and honestly shared my feelings on it. He agreed. Another reason why we get along so well. At the end of the day, we were walking out of Disneyland following a couple with their child... who was on a leash. She was constantly running and was even pulled back several times by her father, who controlled her movements. Jacob, unbeknownst to them, took pictures. (Upon telling my parents this story, believing they would feel for the child, my mom shocked me with her comment of, "Thats probably why she was on the leash... she runs everywhere!")
#6: Rainforest Cafe is an awesome restaurant. And Disneyland is definitely one of the happiest places on earth. (My home is still number one on my list, though.)
I would be down to spend a day at Disneyland any day! I had a ton of fun! It was a well-needed break from homework, school, and Riverside. A huge thank you to my amazing friend for accompanying me in this Disneyland journey! And thank you for a delicious dinner!!! And thank you for letting me distract you from homework!
Everyone needs a little Disney in their life. Even the man who got kicked out of Knotts Berry Farm... for reasons I could not understand....
Saturday, I embarked on a Disney adventure with my good friend, Jacob. I have been excited to go to Disneyland for weeks. And when we made plans to go last week, my excitement soared even higher. To begin my blog, I want to point out, that this weekend was a 3-day weekend - for SOME people. Presidents Day is tomorrow and, obviously, Valentines Day is today. (Not that I ever got school off for Valentines Day...) We realized we were crazy for going this Saturday as we got closer to a crowd infested Disneyland, but we figured it would all be part of the adventure.
We parked and headed to the park(s). (Haha!!) Starting our day at Disneyland, we first made our way to Space Mountain, after a pit stop at the bathroom. Coming out, I find Jacob surrounded by... tourists... at that point I definitely knew this was going to be an interesting day. Crowds. Tourists. Strollers. Children. Four of my all-time favorite things. I wont walk you through every little thing we did, cuz that would take a while (and Ive received complaints on my post lengths). But I wanted to share some interesting things I learned... and things that I feel even stronger about.
#1: I could never be a character at Disneyland. Too much smiling. Too much happy. Too many kids. To overwhelming. One dream... shot by reality.
#2: I took a "test" telling me what Disney character I am most like. You may think I am like Cinderella in my breath-taking beauty, Pocohontas in my free spirit and stubborn nature, or even Snow White in my inability to turn down a delicious apple... but my character will shock you. Or maybe it wont - if it doesnt, please keep it to yourself. I am most like.......... the wicked queen in Snow White.... I felt this also reinforced that I shouldnt be a princess (or any character) at Disneyland... (However, I did felt a little better knowing Jacob is most like the candlestick in Beauty and the Beast.)
#3: Little girls should not have Minnie ears with veils on them. Those are for brides. I dont think a 4 or 5 year old was just married. Parents - you are hurrying the growing up process, in case you didnt know... I feel like I should have gotten one of those - seeing as Jacob and I were unexpectedly married on the Monsters Inc ride, with a family of four to witness.
#4: I need a lot of practice in Toy Story and Buzz Lightyear... games where you shoot either random objects to hits things or lazers at targets. It was a true tragedy to be responsible for such low points at these games. And even when the ride stopped in the middle of Buzz Lightyear and I had a target to constantly shoot literally right next to me, I still lost in the end. Shame.
#5: I have always been a "free the leashed child" type of girl. I want to carry scissors, just to cut kids loose. When Jacob asked my opinion of these leashed children, I openly and honestly shared my feelings on it. He agreed. Another reason why we get along so well. At the end of the day, we were walking out of Disneyland following a couple with their child... who was on a leash. She was constantly running and was even pulled back several times by her father, who controlled her movements. Jacob, unbeknownst to them, took pictures. (Upon telling my parents this story, believing they would feel for the child, my mom shocked me with her comment of, "Thats probably why she was on the leash... she runs everywhere!")
#6: Rainforest Cafe is an awesome restaurant. And Disneyland is definitely one of the happiest places on earth. (My home is still number one on my list, though.)
I would be down to spend a day at Disneyland any day! I had a ton of fun! It was a well-needed break from homework, school, and Riverside. A huge thank you to my amazing friend for accompanying me in this Disneyland journey! And thank you for a delicious dinner!!! And thank you for letting me distract you from homework!
Everyone needs a little Disney in their life. Even the man who got kicked out of Knotts Berry Farm... for reasons I could not understand....
Friday, February 12, 2010
A Lesson of a Window
I have been urged to share this story with the world. Well, with my blog peeps, at least. Though it is a rather tragic story, it has a very important moral. Try to follow along and see if you can catch the lesson I learned.
Several Saturdays ago, I was preparing to go on an adventure with my roommate. The first thing to do when preparing for my day, most days, is to take a shower. Understand, I am not a hustle-body. I take my time. Also understand, I am not modest. I played waterpolo. I know I am not the most attractive Victoria Secret model out there, but I just dont really care, I suppose. So I showered, came out into the living room in my towel, and wondered what the weather would be like. As every girl knows, you have to know the weather when deciding what you will wear. Seeing me nearly naked is no new occurrence for my roommate, though I still receive a laugh because I am the first person she has met who does such a thing. To answer my question of weather, I decided to go outside on my balcony to feel the air. I have a balcony looking out onto the massive front lawn of my school. However, thinking I would be walking out to am empty field, I threw the blind back and prepared to take a step into the outside world.
I stopped, my hand on the lock. Well wouldnt you know it. A game of ultimate frisbee was occurring right outside my window. It would be my luck that this was happening. But I stopped myself before going outside. Now, being under the impression that those who are outside cannot see inside, I decided to stay and watch the game for a short bit. (I have been told you cannot see inside our apartment if you are standing on the field.) And so, I was comfortable in my towel, watching the game be played.
I needed to move on, though, and went to embark on the first steps of dressing: undergarments. I came back out of my room, poured myself a cup of coffee, and returned to my position in front of the sliding glass door to observe more of the game. Sipping my coffee, wearing minimal clothing, wide open blinds... just to give you a faint picture. I would go do something else to prepare myself for the day, then go back to the game. Several times.
My next dressing motions involved pulling some jeans on. I, then, blow-dried my hair. I picked up my cup of coffee and again returned to watching the game. Lets review. I have on a bra and jeans at this point. Moving on.
I finally chose which shirt would be covering my torso for the day and completed my dressing routine. I finished my coffee and prepped my toothbrush for some good, old-fashioned teeth cleaning. I went back to the window to watch the game while I brushed. Several hundred yards out on the field, I saw a friend walking towards me. Several hundred yards out. Thinking nothing of it, I continued to brush. I then noticed his hand lift up in the air and make a waving motion. At me. Another friend, walking near him, looked up to see who he was waving at. Saw me, and also waved. I smiled through my frothed mouth (not that they could see that), waved back, opened the door, and went out onto the balcony.
After several more seconds of brushing my teeth, something struck me.
Do you know the lesson yet?
I turned around and headed back inside, laughing. Calling to my roommate, I told her I was just waved at... while the door was closed. Her eyes widened. Yes. She got it quicker than I did. She laughed too. Then said, "Well we all know why theyll be back next Saturday!"
Talking to a friend via online later that evening, I told him the story. He responded with, "Well it sounds like you had quite the audience!" Upon telling my roommate that, she added, "Yep. And I bet theyre looking for an encore."
Well needless to say. Those people came back the following Saturday for another game. And the next. And the next. But its a scheduled game! Haha! You thought they were lining up didnt you?
Moral of the story: It doesnt matter if someone tells you they cant see inside your window. A window is not a door. A window is see through. People can see through it. If you are modest - dont be changin in front of a window. If youre like me... you have to learn that for yourself.
Several Saturdays ago, I was preparing to go on an adventure with my roommate. The first thing to do when preparing for my day, most days, is to take a shower. Understand, I am not a hustle-body. I take my time. Also understand, I am not modest. I played waterpolo. I know I am not the most attractive Victoria Secret model out there, but I just dont really care, I suppose. So I showered, came out into the living room in my towel, and wondered what the weather would be like. As every girl knows, you have to know the weather when deciding what you will wear. Seeing me nearly naked is no new occurrence for my roommate, though I still receive a laugh because I am the first person she has met who does such a thing. To answer my question of weather, I decided to go outside on my balcony to feel the air. I have a balcony looking out onto the massive front lawn of my school. However, thinking I would be walking out to am empty field, I threw the blind back and prepared to take a step into the outside world.
I stopped, my hand on the lock. Well wouldnt you know it. A game of ultimate frisbee was occurring right outside my window. It would be my luck that this was happening. But I stopped myself before going outside. Now, being under the impression that those who are outside cannot see inside, I decided to stay and watch the game for a short bit. (I have been told you cannot see inside our apartment if you are standing on the field.) And so, I was comfortable in my towel, watching the game be played.
I needed to move on, though, and went to embark on the first steps of dressing: undergarments. I came back out of my room, poured myself a cup of coffee, and returned to my position in front of the sliding glass door to observe more of the game. Sipping my coffee, wearing minimal clothing, wide open blinds... just to give you a faint picture. I would go do something else to prepare myself for the day, then go back to the game. Several times.
My next dressing motions involved pulling some jeans on. I, then, blow-dried my hair. I picked up my cup of coffee and again returned to watching the game. Lets review. I have on a bra and jeans at this point. Moving on.
I finally chose which shirt would be covering my torso for the day and completed my dressing routine. I finished my coffee and prepped my toothbrush for some good, old-fashioned teeth cleaning. I went back to the window to watch the game while I brushed. Several hundred yards out on the field, I saw a friend walking towards me. Several hundred yards out. Thinking nothing of it, I continued to brush. I then noticed his hand lift up in the air and make a waving motion. At me. Another friend, walking near him, looked up to see who he was waving at. Saw me, and also waved. I smiled through my frothed mouth (not that they could see that), waved back, opened the door, and went out onto the balcony.
After several more seconds of brushing my teeth, something struck me.
Do you know the lesson yet?
I turned around and headed back inside, laughing. Calling to my roommate, I told her I was just waved at... while the door was closed. Her eyes widened. Yes. She got it quicker than I did. She laughed too. Then said, "Well we all know why theyll be back next Saturday!"
Talking to a friend via online later that evening, I told him the story. He responded with, "Well it sounds like you had quite the audience!" Upon telling my roommate that, she added, "Yep. And I bet theyre looking for an encore."
Well needless to say. Those people came back the following Saturday for another game. And the next. And the next. But its a scheduled game! Haha! You thought they were lining up didnt you?
Moral of the story: It doesnt matter if someone tells you they cant see inside your window. A window is not a door. A window is see through. People can see through it. If you are modest - dont be changin in front of a window. If youre like me... you have to learn that for yourself.
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