Remember this thing? I sure didn't.

So almost an entire year has passed since I wrote anything on here (only 1 month and 10 days until I hit that unfortunate milestone) and I DIDN’T EVEN NOTICE! Remember that thing I was talking about last year about never having enough time and not keeping up with projects?…I guess my new years resolution to change that hasn’t gone exactly to plan. To be fair (and to continue my trend of grade-A excuse making) I did get extremely busy with school doing that whole double major thing. (I’m happy to report I’m officially done with that BA #2 in one week from today….assuming I find the time to do my final. Other updates: I lost my job (company went out of business) which turned out to be a blessing in disguise, I planned 2 trips to Europe…both of which fell through, and I’m back in the employment game as of Tuesday earlier this week…finally. Also, I met a boy. Oh, and I’m currently taking care of a kitten that was abandoned in the bushes outside my house. Of all my accomplishments lately, that one is my favorite. That’s it for now. I have 2 more job interviews to prepare for now. When did I become an adult, and how can I stop it?

Mistakes

I've never been more happy in my life to be wrong. Today, I am absolutely sure that I have chosen the wrong degree to pursue. In December I will become the first person in my family to get a BA...and then do nothing with it. I'm currently looking into other schools to pursue the subject that I am passionate about, and couldn't be more excited. It may be a bit late, but at least I can finally go confidently in the direction of my dreams :)

4, 15, 9...

Somewhere along the line I forgot how to count. My main excuse these days for not getting anything done is that I simply don't have time to start and finish some sort of task. I constantly find myself staring at the time and begin the countdown before I start having to get ready for work, where I always come to the conclusion that "I don't have time." Then, I sit on the couch and watch TV for hours. Yet, here I am today typing away on this little blog that I don't keep up regularly, fully dressed for work and fed, with time to spare. I even took the time earlier today to work out a bit and do a few songs on my Just Dance 3. Of course, with the combination of my winning breakfast choice (a chocolate chip cookie) and the heat in this town I could only do about 5 songs before I felt like passing out, but I still did it. A little bit at a time. Uni picks up again tomorrow. It's my last semester before I get my degree and become the first person in my family to graduate college. :) Maybe I CAN finish some things...

Old Age

I think when I grow old, if i'm lucky enough to look in the mirror and find my face riddled with wrinkles from laugh lines, that I will consider my life well lived. I'm not going to try any fancy creams to erase them, or surgical procedures. Each of those lines will represent the best times in my life. They will be reminders of the times I spent with friends, the times I spent with family, the times I spent embarrassing myself, the times and all the times I was able to let loose and not take life too seriously. They will be the times I danced, the times I loved, and the times after the pain that I realized I'm still standing. I won't have to search the mazes in my mind to try to find those memories. I'll simply smile and see them mapped out clearly before my eyes. Yes, I believe I will be mighty proud of those laugh lines. They are in progress right now, and while I'm looking forward to the day I can show them off, I can wait. And hopefully, if i'm really lucky, they will never stop forming. I will be laughing and enjoying my time up until the very last breathe. That is the only real goal I have in life.

Let's get this party started

Lately, it seems like I never finish anything. I wake up everyday and tell myself that today is the day that i'm going to clean my room, write to my friends across the world, workout, and discover something new. Yet by the time I go to bed I find myself in the same situation staring at my cards and international postage stamps, cursing myself for eating another ice cream bar, and playing a game of hopscotch over the clothes and books that have been thrown about my bedroom floor. Only to tell myself "tomorrow will be different." I'd like to say that by writing this and posting it to the Internet it's my way of promising myself and my invisible public that I will get my priorities in line and follow through on something. However, I'm a realest. You see, even though i'm disappointed with myself, i'm not necessarily mad at myself. I learned a few years ago, the hard way, how to give myself a break and accept the fact that I can make mistakes. In fact, I embrace my mistakes now and learn from them. The result? I'm happy. Sure there are things that I'm always going to have to work on, but I do it with a smile on my face and a song in my head. And lately, also with an ice cream bar in my hand as well. But hey, it's summer and it's hot outside. Anyway, as is my fashion lately I'm quitting this early because a thunderstorm is rolling in and I turned down an extra shift at work today so I could be sure to watch it. What was that thing I said about priorities again?...