Sunday, July 8, 2012
[no picture, I can not draw dogs. At all.]
Are you aware that one of my closest, best friends has been living in Malawi? If you were not aware of this fact, the following statement will prove to be less than celebratory for you. Alyssa came home from Malawi for a visit! Seeing her has been super fantastic and her stories are only completely amazing. She's taught me how to say "joyful sweet potato" in Chichewa. Unfortunately, in the twelve hours since she taught me that phrase, I've forgotten it; she'll have to tell me again. She also has super awesome custom pants made for her which cost roughly $10. I can't remember how much kwacha that is, but I'd pay $10 for those awesome pants.
[I tried to draw the pants. It didn't work.]
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
It is within these dejected moments that I realize that I have no one but my inner self to converse with, that I am lacking what was once an overabundance of socialization. However, I find that once I move past such trivial thoughts as whether to run the dishwasher or the washing machine first, I can sufficiently address issues I've had with myself. These moments are the lone instances where I can be myself in its truest form, and while many of my self-conversations are serious and morose, I thoroughly enjoy the revelation process.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
I will say though, this summer is mighty different from last. I am not spending my time at home in Ocean Springs, which makes my heart sad. I am living in my apartment and taking real go-to-class classes (starting in June, which is about a week and a half away.) No more on-line feverish paper-writing to fill my afternoons while I sit in front of a television playing reruns of shows on ABC Family. I don't have the joy of sitting with my dad watching John Cena on Monday nights and I don't have the pleasure of helping my mom make new dinners. Alas, this will be a summer of growing, something that is quite inevitable.
Forgoing the random transition sentence, my sister is graduating from high school this week. Oh, how that does make me feel old. And by old, I mean terrified that I am actually an adult with responsibilities and grown-up decisions. Oh, how life changes.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
No my friends, that just means you spent much of your time planning, organizing, and driving all sorts of distances. While it is definitely fun, constantly having to keep up with a group of people and compromising on how long I can be at place A before I have to get to place T (with all the other letters in between) is not my definition of true relaxation, nor was it on my agenda this year.
This is how I have spent my break, thus far:
It has been more than amazing. Thank you parents for subscribing to Netflix. I've also watched movies and whatnot. I've also eaten yummy food and yes, I've done some homework. Oh yes, and I've played an awful lot with my pup pups. =]
Enjoy your time.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Joe is at the beach for spring break, so I am unsure as to when he will see this. Granted he does have an intelligent phone, so it could be moments after this posts.