Friday, January 28, 2011

some day

On my way back from my tutoring orientation today I saw a dog that looked remarkably like Patches. The owner was even walking him with the use of a halti. One day I'll have another dog. For now I can scan old pictures and cherish the memories I have.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

sometimes I just need to be reminded

that I am human.

Abb(e)y traits

During our conversations over the last few weeks, my roommate Abby and I have decided that there are some things which must just be an "abb(e)y" thing (I put the E in parentheses because her name does not have an e, just to clarify). Here they are for your viewing pleasure :D

1) staying up waaaay late (as in after 2 am late)
2) sleeping in ridiculously late as a result of staying up way too late (she sleeps about as late as I
do :P)
3) using sleep as a means for escape
4) have I mentioned how much we love to sleep? :P
5) a love for Lord of the Rings (apparently she had a "shrine" built to it in high school :P)
6) past crushes on Hayden Christensen (for those of you who don't know the name, he was
Anakin on Star Wars)

that's it for now, but I'll come back and add more as they arise. :D


Monday, January 17, 2011

Daddy

I've had a few conversations with people lately where they commented on my determination to do things, to push through even when I don't like what it is that I'm doing. One of them had to do with my job, and how it's stressful working and going to school at the same time and how it's not a great job anyway, so why do I do it? My response was because it's a job, and it pays the bills. It's not so bad that I can't handle it, and it's the responsible thing to do. They're response to that was, that's just you isn't it? I said, no actually, that's my Dad. I had a great example growing up of what it means to be a mature adult, and how sometimes you have to do what you don't like in order to care for yourself (or in Dad's case care for his family). It doesn't matter that you don't like it, you just do it. It's the same with school. More than one person has asked me why I continue to push myself and fight for something that I don't really want. My response is always that at this point, it's the responsible thing to do. I'm not happy, but God put me here for a reason, and I'm so far along now that to leave and go somewhere else would just be a huge waste of my parents' money. So, I continue to push through all the stress and frustration because I believe God placed me here for a reason, and because it's the responsible thing to do. I do the responsible thing because that's what adults do, and I know that because of my Dad. :)