BritBits: The Sometimes Comical Happenings of My Life: December 2010

My hair has been cut. It not only looks cute, but also healthy, which is very important.

In other, probably more interesting news, Katy and I will be the only ones home for New Year's Eve. We will be going to see the Molly Ringwalds at the IP. We'll see how that turns out; both of us are convinced that we will be surrounded by the elderly, which could be insanely entertaining.

My heart hurts a little that I can not be in Jacksonville for the bowl game, but I suppose there's a reason for that. Because I am not going, Ryan gets to participate in possibly his last big "guys trip" seeing as they're all grown up and getting big-boy jobs, and graduating from grad school and undergrad. That's so scary, to know that life just kicks you out of your comfort zone and into a world that you've potentially only dabbled in. Granted, I've bought myself some more time, as far as big-girl jobs and life altering decisions in regards to my future career are concerned, but still, that time will sneak up on me and potentially give me the panic attack of my life. I suppose when you get to the point in your life where your future is in the hands of others (employers or whathaveyou) its supposed to be stressful. Some people claim that some stress is good stress. I haven't quite bought into that argument in my short 21 1/2 years on this planet. Obviously, just because I dislike stress does not mean it will go away, nor does it mean that I can not adequately handle stressful situations, with great finesse I might add. (This is where I would insert a smiley face if I were to type this as a facebook status.)

In other news... all of my friends are leaving or have left the country. Molly is currently studying in Jamaica and will be back in time to student teach in a couple weeks. Al is going to Japan over the summer and then plans to move to Europe to teach. And let's not forget Alyssa (www.alyinohio.blogspot.com,) because she's definitely graduating in May and MOVING TO AFRICA for two years. The plans my dear friends have for their lives are somewhat overwhelming for me to comprehend. I've never had the desire to permanently move to another country, so I find it odd that I am now having to ask myself, "well, is that what I'm supposed to do too?" No, I do not feel myself being called so far away, nor do I want to be. But, it does have my life goals feeling somewhat insignificant. The goals of my friends are just so large, and mine, in comparison, seem so minuscule, or at least, ordinary. I guess that's what happens when my bucket list is mostly comprised of items such as "eat at a deli in NY City," which happens to be really high on my list. I am in no way fishing for reassurance or downplaying the excitement I have for my life's to-do list, because I know that I can achieve great personal rewards for achieving my goals, no matter how small they may be.

I just want to get to that new comfort zone. You know, the one you find once you've been pushed out of your old one.

Also, I now have XM radio in my car so that I no longer have to listen to Rhianna. Thank you, Jesus. For real. She makes me so mad.

dark and dreary, but with that one opening in the sky that gives me the glimpse of the sun, letting me know that God is there to help me through anything he puts before me.

To say the past semester was an easy one would be false; however, the course work was not particularly demanding, if you do not count the last three weeks. I did, though, encounter many life experiences that proved to be difficult and hard to work through. And while, many days were in fact rainy and dreary, there were the metaphorical days of dreariness that could only be appropriately illustrated with gray and lavender across a paint canvas. I find it most fitting when my days of disarray are parallel to the weather, and quite frankly, God has proved to be a fantastic mind reader, all of my life, but this semester in particular.

This is not to say I have not enjoyed many, many splendid moments, for those moments far outweigh the troubles I dealt with.

Many looked like this:

I like balloons, and I like my life. If anything, this past semester has been a reminder to cherish all that I have and to love all the people that make my life worth living with reckless abandon.