It has been a really, really long time since I’ve posted anything on this blog. Far too long. I kept thinking, “oh, I’ll write another day,” or “I’ll write a post next week when I have more time.”
And now it’s over a year later. Talk about losing track of time.
A lot of things have changed in the past year and how many months, and there’s no real way to go through it all in a single blog post, or try to recollect everything and post it gradually. The only thing left, then, is to keep moving forward.
Definite lesson I’ve learned there – move forward. It’s a multi-faceted idea that I’ve been thinking a lot about lately. It comes with the territory of the entire human existence but particularly as I’m heading towards a mission (more on that later) and graduation after that. The future is a composite of everything in the past, but it holds few bounds and is limited to only what we outline it to be. Everyone has their setbacks, but the whole idea of hitting a bump in the road is to take a minute, realize what happened, and drive forward.
Minor setbacks have occurred over the past year, but I feel as though I’ve really been able to overcome those bumps and keep going, keep pushing forward and setting goals and figuring out who I am. There are challenges ahead, needless to say, but they won’t be so bad.
And actually, I’m looking forward to them. With every challenge comes a challenge overcome – a triumph and an opportunity to learn, grow, and become a stronger and better person. Can’t wait!
I’ll keep you posted on my adventures in the meantime. :)
I didn’t think that I would have to start mending my own clothes so early in the year. I’m just two and a half weeks in, and I’m having to prick my fingers till holes are patched. All because my yoga pants failed me. It is too early to learn homemaking skills! But fear not, I pricked myself so many times I am pretty sure I’ll need to use a stain stick on my yoga pants. And I’m going to need a band-aid for my index finger. And some thread that won’t break. I had taken a photo to prove that I am [somewhat] self-sufficient, but for some reason, photos aren’t uploading at all. Boo.
I guess it was good to have something to take my mind off how miserable my roommate Courtney and I were feeling. Somehow we were two of the lucky souls who caught the first campus-wide illness this semester. Essentially I have spent 3 days in bed living off of chicken broth, gatorade, ginger ale, rice crisps and instant mashed potatoes. Our other roommates, Kaylee and Kelly, seemed to be entirely happy to play mom.
After nearly a week of my stomach being upset, Kelly finally convinced me to let her brew me a cup of her ‘imported’ blend of African redbush tea. And let me tell you, that concoction tastes like tar. But there was no escaping her. She sat crosslegged at the end of my bed, nursing her own cup of tea, fixing me with a calm, determined stare. There was no fighting it. We hadn’t any honey or sugar to add to make it taste less tar-like (I highly doubt she would have let me use it, anyway). She made me drink it, badgering me to sip at the foul-tasting liquid till it was gone. She swears by it’s medicinal qualities, saying it would cure my nausea without any problems, that President Monson drinks it, even that one of the brethren in her home ward drank it to ease the symptoms of his radiation and chemotherapy treatments and that it lessened the pain.
But I was a bad patient. She left for a few minutes to switch her laundry and I sprinted over and dumped half of it down the sink, leaving a few millimeters in the mug to drain under her supervision. Courtney laughed – but she wasn’t subjected to torture by Afrikana tea. I’m waiting until Kelly ambushes her with the putrid smelling concoction.
And I’m not going to tell Kelly that I think it helped a bit. It’s not my pride that’s sick. It’s my stomach.
I recently opened up an account on Flickr in order to share more of my photos that I’ve taken. Here on WordPress you only get so much space to post media (photos, videos, etc.), so I figured it would be nice for ya’ll to be able to see some of those photos that didn’t make it on to This Curious Side!!
You can see them by scrolling down the side of the page until you hit the little Flickr widget, and just view the few there, or you can hit a button that will take you directly to my Flickr page so you can see the photos there.
I hope you enjoy!!
Last Thursday I was invited by one of my best friends, Suzanne, to accompany her and one of my other best friends, Elisabeth (and their wonderful Mommas) to Palmyra, New York to see the Hill Cumorah Pageant. We left the following morning. It was an awesome trip and a wonderful experience to go to Pageant and the next day to see the sights. I love spontaneous road trips! Here are some quick peeks from our trip:
Little Car + Lots of People
I will write about our trip soon (within the next few days) and put up lots of photos to accompany it! But first I will put up a post about my week at High Hopes (what a wonderful week it was!).
Hey all! It’s been a really hectic week what with graduation, doctors appointments and preparing for a graduation party as well as packing for a week in upstate New York.
I will be sure to post soon about graduation (and party) as well as my New York adventures (it’s always an adventure). Don’t worry, I won’t post about my tedious packing style! Just wanted to let everyone know that I’m still alive and kicking and that more news and hopefully pictures will come soon!
PS- can I just say I am so happy to be out of high school???