| I get weirded out seeing 2007 on stuff now |
[Jan. 12th, 2007|12:11 am] |
Yes, its been forever since my last post. Almost a year, in fact. I don't know why I'm here tonight...I'm not even feeling emo, which is basically the single feeling necessary for a good livejournal post. Maybe the new english class I'm in has got me in an introspective mood.
Life is very, very good. I don't want to jinx it, but it really is. Seth and I are in it for the long haul, and it'll be official probably in the next few months. I don't ever doubt him anymore, and I know now that I never should have. We never stop having fun, or talking, or getting excited to be together and trust me, we're way past the honeymoon stage. We burp and fart and pee in front of each other, so we have no illusions about the life ahead of us, which is as it should be.
Over the Christmas holiday, I enjoyed the much needed break after a very busy semester finishing up my organic chemistry and physics sequences--even got an A in physics, which isn't easy at the good old UM. Orgo...not so much...but what the hell, I'm done with it. My family and I had an amazing time in Wisconsin, as always, and we are all so excited to meet again at my cousin Michael's wedding in August. Its hard to believe that my childhood partner in crime will be walking down the aisle soon, but c'est le vie. A week after our Christmas reunion, Michael's sister Kelly got engaged on a mountaintop, which means 1) another wedding and 2) I lost another bet. I put money on the middle of February, but the jerk had to propose the first week of January so Erin wins. The Watts Family gambles on everything. My mom won $32 bucks at my cousin Terra's wedding because she bet on the groom to cry first. A lot of people had their money riding on me, but I came in at a respectable #3.
After Wisconsin, Seth and I hit the road for a trip to New Jersey to see our friends Audrey and Jeff. We hit the object of my affection, New York City (see profile photo for visual reference), while we were there. Photos are on facebook. We travel so well together and we both love being in new places so much that we're almost idiotic in our bliss.
School this semester is going well so far--its really, really busy. I have professional writing and medical anthropology, which are going to be my on-the-back-burner-classes-but-I-still-need-an-A-please. Biochemistry, animal physiology, and my MCAT prep class consume nearly all my time, but I am loving it so far. Its amazing to be doing something to tangible for med school, and I take the MCAT itself on April 12. That class alone is 7-9:30 Mon-Thurs, plus some Sundays. Then our practice exams are Saturdays, for 5 and 1/2 hours at a time, just like the real thing. Seriously though, I love it.
Anyway, thats all for now. I'm headed home for the long weekend, though Seth and I are making a quick trip back to A2 on Saturday night for a quadruple date with some of my friends from school. I have had the excellent fortune of meeting two amazing girls here, who are both my age and on the same career track. We have spent this year in many of the same classes, and will even take the MCAT at the same place, on the same day. Its good karma. Now, if we could just get into the same med school!
Much love all. See you in another year ;)
Here is my hand for you to hold Here's the part of me they have not sold Others may come and they may go But I love you young, I love you old. |
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[Apr. 22nd, 2006|11:51 am] |
I'm bored and also I want you all to know how sweet my birthday is.
Go to http://en.wikipedia.org/ and look up your birth day (excluding the year). List three events, three births and three deaths in your journal, including the year.
My birthday is November 19!
Events: 1)1863: President Abraham Lincoln delivers the Gettysburg Address at the military cemetery dedication ceremony in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. 2)1990:Pop group Milli Vanilli are stripped of their Grammy Award because the duo did not sing at all on the “Girl You Know It’s True” album. Session musicians had provided all the vocals. 3)1997: In Des Moines, Iowa, Bobbi McCaughey gives birth to septuplets in the second known case where all seven babies were born alive.
Births: 1)1921: Roy Campanella, baseball player 2)1942: Calvin Klein, American clothing designe 3)1961: Meg Ryan, American actress
Deaths: 1)1828 - Franz Schubert, Austrian composer 2)1976 - Sir Basil Spence, British architect 3)2005 - Erik Balling, Danish TV and film director |
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| Almost Friday |
[Mar. 22nd, 2006|01:42 pm] |
Leading two lives in two different places can be exhausting and even surprisingly lonely, but its also twice the good things too. It will serve me well to remember that. Its been a good week so far...
St. Patricks Day--haha, a little crazy but not too much. Seth and I had some drinks at Fieldstone Grill, where he cooks, then headed to Pappy's for more with his work friends which was cool even though they were out of green beer. Highlights: our friend Ferarr loaned me Gilmore Girls season 5! (I'm a hardcore addict) and we also made a 2 a.m. stop at McDonalds which was delicious but not nutritious.
Saturday: dinner date with Dave and Heather at LoDo's, and Seth even came and met us there! Then we went home and watched "Goodnight and Good Luck"--soo good. Highlights: Seth and I had an amazing talk and I remembered that I deserve good things.
Sunday: Slept in, had a picnic in the park with Dave and Heather, did some homework with Seth and then headed to the U of M/WMU lacrosse game to watch the guys play. Highlights: sunshine, Seth bringing me my FAVORITE salad home from work, and listening to the drunk WMU fans yell obscenities at the UM goalie and eventually get kicked out.
Monday: Long day but productive. Cooked myself a delicious homemade meal that actually turned out! Ended on a high note with studying in the Tap Room with Katie, Erin & Aditi. Highlights: bringing popcorn in a greasy paper bag for Katie, talking about life, and finding out that Aditi is an orgo study group leader so she can help me with my problems.
Tuesday: Met Seth in Albion in the afternoon (we each drive 50 miles so its perfectly halfway). Had dinner at a restaurant that reminded me of up north, and then we went and played on the playground and swung on the swings. Highlights: playing the game where you have to get all the way around the playground without touching the ground which is molten lava, swinging and watching the sunset, and my late-night adventure with Cam that involved non-existent pet cemeteries and us almost getting killed by someone I can only presume to be a one-gloved man.
Agenda for today: class, nap, study group, run, cook another hopefully-delicious meal, and study. Almost Friday.
Moral of my story this week: I need to stop living apologetically.
Did you actually read this? |
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| The overview |
[Mar. 10th, 2006|12:58 pm] |
Classic introductory comment: Wow, it's been forever since I've updated this thing.
Family: awesome. Kyle is big and muscle-y now, a 3rd baby cousin on the way, another family wedding to look forward to next year
Seth: the one. he's it. i'm all in.
School: sucked this week. My organic chem and physics self-esteem are bottoming out.
Spring Break: totally amazing. i made 11 new and wonderful friends and already I've seen Katie and Cam (ok, so he counts as an old friend) like 4 times this week. They make me laugh so much and my weeks are less lonely. Our community service site was so amazing and inspiring and Boston is sweet (although NYC is still my #1). Hurray for 15 hour road trips and creepy processions of unmarked white vans and secret stops at rest areas.
Random: I got my nose pierced. Its cute and small and hardly noticeable and I love it. I've secretly always wanted to but I was too stressed about what the reaction would be. But then in Boston, my friend Kim and I drove up to Harvard and got our noses pierced. Very symbolic of us doing something for ourselves and not caring what anyone else thinks. Although...check back with me in a few days after my parents see it. Yikes.
Life: interesting and different and a little melancholy but beautiful too. Can't wait for spring when everything is poetry. |
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[Dec. 4th, 2005|11:44 pm] |
You know I've heard it said there's beauty in distortion By some people who withdraw to find their head And they say there is humor in misfortune You know I wonder if they'll laugh when I'm dead
Why am I fighting to live if I'm just living to fight? Why am I trying to see if there's nothing in sight? Why am I trying to give when no one gives me a try? Why am I dying to live if I'm just living to die?
You know some people say that values are subjective But they're just speaking words that someone else has said And so they live and fight and kill with no objective Sometimes its hard to tell the living from the dead
Why am I fighting to live if I'm just living to fight? Why am I trying to see if there's nothing insight? Why am I trying to give when no one gives me a try? Why am I dying to live if I'm just living to die?
You know I use to weave my words into confusion And so I hope you'll understand me when I'm through You know I used to live my life as an illusion But reality will make my dream come true
So I'll keep fighting to live til there's no reason to fight And I'll keep trying to see until the end is in sight You know I'm trying to give so come on, give me a try You know I'm dying to live until I'm ready to die |
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| Great-grandchild #2 |
[Oct. 12th, 2005|12:27 am] |
Welcome to this beautiful world, Caroline Olivia Easley. I love you so much already, and I love your mom and dad like crazy too.
There aren't words for days like this. Time goes too fast, but it brings such sweet things. |
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| Not worth the price of admission |
[Oct. 5th, 2005|10:32 pm] |
I don't know how to describe anything that I'm feeling or experiencing. Codi always tells me that you've got to name it so that you can confront it for what it is, but there just aren't words. Each day is a rollercoaster with its ups and downs, except the trip down isn't fun enough to wait in line for. The challenges academically are tremendous but welcome. I never anticipated how difficult it would be to try and thrive away from the place where my entire identity lies. In some moments, I am thrilled and full of anticipation and dreams and so proud that I was brave enough to come here. In some moments, there is despair and loneliness and a fear of failure that I have never been confronted with before. Some days I am so alive and some days it feels like a dream because my life changed so drastically in such a short time. I want to build my truest and strongest identity here, on my own, but I am scared of what I will find.
And someday you'll know That nature is so The same rain that draws you near me Falls on rivers and land On forests and sand Makes the beautiful world that you see |
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| Steal my heart and hold my tongue |
[Sep. 22nd, 2005|12:21 am] |
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Whew! Its been quite a week. Although I think every week is going to be "quite a week" for the next...um...9 years. Yesterday marked the end of our second week of school and already I had 2 calc quizzes, 2 calc group assignments, 2 4-page Spanish essays and a Spanish exam. Plus whatever else for Organic Chem and Anthro. But hey, I asked for it and to be honest, I like having things to do. I'm definitely checking a lot off of my list each day.
Tonight at about 10:45 I finished a 9.5-10 hr homework marathon. I got out of class at noon and just went crazy with homework and got on a roll. My hand is SO cramped, but I am very happy with such a productive day. I think Dieneke is definitely starting to rub off on me :) Plus, Organic Chem is even starting to click (although I don't want to jinx myself).
Each day has its ups and downs. I wish that the break-up hadn't happened right now with all of this change. I wish that I didn't feel such pressure to perform well for the sake of my future. I wish that all of the people I love could be here to validate me, talk to me, tell me about their days. But all of those things aren't happening for a reason, and it probably has something to do with me becoming a better, stronger person. My classes become much more tolerable when I remember that they are stepping stones to making a dream come true.
So thank you to everyone for letting me hold on so long. Thank you for standing next to me and holding my hand, whispering in my ear that its going to be ok. Thank you for tolerating this friend who refuses to let go. Now that I don't have you, I am appreciating you even more as I learn to do things for myself on my own . And as I learn to keep myself company (harder than I thought). But that doesn't mean I don't still want you for company if thats an option...there's always room for 2.
Love to all.
Hold my hand inside your hands I need someone who understands I need someone, someone who hears For you I've waited all these years
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| Sometimes the life you are saving is your own |
[Sep. 12th, 2005|04:21 pm] |
Some thoughts on my new life in A2:
Observation #1: There are lots of Asians at UM. Everyone knows this, it is common knowledge.
Observation #2: Nobody smokes here. Deep breaths are rewarded with fresh air.
Observation #3: You are not cool if you aren't listening to an ipod or talking on your cell phone. Or even better, talking on a cellphone that is simultaneously an ipod.
Observation #4: The kids here are f-ing smart. Today, a freshman introduces herself to me outside of our cultural anthropology class and begins to comment on the criticisms one of the authors we are reading makes in reference to other "elitist" anthropologists and sociologists studying dynamics of inner city life. And aren't, she insisted, his comments depicting our author as a bit of an elitist himself? Why yes, of course, I reply. Absolutely. This experience follows a similar episode occurring last week in my organic chemistry recitation, in which my group--already hard at work on problems without the benefit of even a formal lecture yet--gets stuck on a problem and turns to me: Formal charges are equal to the number of valence electrons minus the number of non-bonding electrons minus half of the number of bonding electrons, correct? And isn't it nitrogen that can break the octet rule? And doesnt nitrogen also prefer 3 bonding pairs and one lone pair as opposed to being completely bonded? Why yes, of course, I reply. Absolutely.
The rest I take day by day. The hurdles are at the other end of the track, and I'm just trying to pick up speed. |
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| It was rich |
[Sep. 6th, 2005|12:12 am] |
My weekend was so complete and so neccessary. I watched flaming torches get juggled (cantelopes too...not flaming), I ate s'mores, basked in the glow of bonfire and conversation, ate a genuine Italian meal and laughed a lot around a picnic table, gazed at the stars, learned about insects and alternative energy sources, danced with a charming Italian next to a bonfire under the stars, climbed a HUGE, STEEP sand dune and ran like hell back down it, soaked in ice cold river water (us girls rocked in the who-can-stay-in-longest contest), and soaked up every second. I took many deep breaths and said "thank you for where I am right at this moment."
P.S: Me and Ian will rock your socks in canoeing any day of the week.
Moral of the story: I am a better person for having experienced these last 3 days.
Tomorrow: First day of school, and I'm nervous but excited. This is right but its not easy.
My relationship: over, but I don't want to talk about it. |
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| Random |
[Aug. 18th, 2005|12:11 pm] |
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Again offering profuse apologies for a lack of updating. This has been the craziest three months (much less craziest summer) of my life. I hate having regrets.
User-friendly update:
Marathon: hard, hilly, wet, muddy, amazing Time: 5 and 1/2 hours Alaska: farther away than you think (seriously, look in your atlas); mountainous, pure, breathtaking; caught a 45 in. 50 lb King Salmon (harder to reel in than running a marathon), saw 5 whales and numerous adorable Arctic-dwelling animals; halibut is delicious. Bronson: done working there since I'm off to school; missing it (and my co-workers) tremendously, but relief from all of the sad traumas this summer has relaxed me a little. Plainwell: colorguard is in full swing; I love the girls and I love having it as a creative outlet; struggling with my leadership style, but the girls are getting on board and I think we are on our way to wonderful success this season Friends: i will miss them SO MUCH Ann Arbor: moving maybe Aug 27? will be in and out that whole week. thrilled and terrified. Independence: trying to find it. September's "National Geographic": all about Africa. check it out.
What is the force that binds the stars? I wore this mask to hide my scars What is the power that pulls the tide? Never could find a place to hide What moves the earth around the sun? What could I do but run and run and run? Afraid to love, afraid to fail A mast without a sail |
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| I've got dreams of love |
[May. 25th, 2005|11:13 pm] |
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Yikes! Its been nearly a month since my last entry. I really need to post more often so that the idea of an update isn't so overwhelming as I think about all that I could say.
May has been an interesting month. Somehow simultaneously unsettling and peaceful. I have run a few races since my last post. On April 30, Dieneke and I completed the Borgess 1/2 Marathon without any stops! We were so proud, and it was an AMAZING feeling. Indescribable. I had major goosebumps as I crossed the finish line...I just absolutely couldn't believe what I had just done. 2 weeks later, Dieneke and I headed up to Grand Rapids for the 15.5 mile River Bank Run. It was pouring rain when the race started, so we were soaked to the bone before we even took a step; I could already tell it was going to be a challenging day. I paced myself well and kept up 10-minute miles until I reached mile 10, at which point my body decided the best thing to do would be to throw up everything in my stomach about 5 times. I had to pull myself out of the race at that point, because my body was obviously sending me a message, and I knew it wouldn't be smart to try and finish the race after losing all the hydration and nourishment of the last several hours. It was an incredible disappointment, and hard to even describe. As I waited for Dieneke to finish (which she did! she made great time, too), I called my dad crying and he just reminded me that it was the best that I had to give on that particular day and I should be proud of it. I'm not sure if I'm proud, but I accept it.
The fundraising has been amazing! Only $263 dollars left to raise by Tuesday, May 31! I'm thrilled. The charity work behind my training has been the biggest motivating factor imaginable; I believe in this cause with all of my heart.
Another fun fact: I am way into Gavin DeGraw right now. SUCH a great musician guys. Beautiful songs, lyrics, everything. My friend Caitlin from work took me to one of his concerts earlier this month and we had a ball. It was a small venue so Gavin was right there, and we got to meet him afterwards and stuff. It was such a blast, and important to Caitlin because she listened to his music to keep her spirits up while she was going through chemotherapy; so, she got her moment to tell him what his music meant to her, and he was awesome about it.
I had orientation at U of M on Thursday, and I couldn't get the smile off of my face all day. I must have looked like such an idiot. I felt so happy and at home there, and I am tremendously looking forward to the challenges and opportunities that await me. My academic advisor encouraged me to begin researching medical schools and looking into MCAT preparation and testing. (The MCAT is the medical school entrace exam...similar to the LSATs and GMATs for other professions). I can't tell you how exciting it is to feel like medical school is this close. I am so grateful that I listened to myself and made the decision to move, because even in that one day in Ann Arbor, everything clicked.
So much more to say, but no way to say it. And maybe I wouldn't say it even if I found the words. So here's to the unspeakable thoughts and emotions waiting to be understood and expressed.
It's so nice to see you Can we sit and talk for a while? I have searched forever I can't imagine anything better Kids upon the stairway Couples in the sidewalk squares If I get to your heart soon I'll call a perfect afternoon |
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| When they play that music, I turn the other way |
[Apr. 28th, 2005|03:59 pm] |
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Deep exhale. What a week and a half. The day after my last post, life became a whirlwind for a short time as my family and loved ones and I coped with the loss of a wonderful man by the name of Leslie R. Brantingham. He was simply known to me, Kyle, Kate, Matthew, Codi & Keegan as "Grampa." He actually was Codi & Keegan's, but he played the role for the rest of us for the last 10 years. His loss was sudden but peaceful, overwhelming but accepted. To me, his death symbolized the end of a wonderful part of our lives. The summers of yardwork and letter-stuffing, the lazy days and all the childhood memories and traditions that circled so much around Grampa and the Thompson family. We are older now, and we have responsibilities and jobs and independence. I wasn't ready to shut that door yet, but its closed and locked and now we must deal with it. I was happy to ignore my own emotions for a while by being put to work at Grampa's house on Saturday, setting up and cleaning up a group meal for the family during a break between visitations. It was a special time for them to sit around and laugh and chat right in Grampa's own house, and I was so glad to have been able to make it a less stressful time for them. The funeral itself was the most touching I've ever been to. It was purely Grampa, and he was absolutely with us. Codi and Keegan gave beautiful speeches, and we all got emotional just looking and listening to how grown up those kids are. The last 10 years have flown by. Bagpipes play "Amazing Grace" and its over, and he's gone.
I have spent the rest of my time working, training, and taking care of myself and my body as best I can. I only have a little over $700 left to raise by the end of May, so I am excited about that. For those of you who haven't yet, its www.active.com/donate/tntmi/karibeth
Tomorrow I am running the Borgess 1/2 Marathon, which will be my second race ever, my first being the Campus Classic in the fall. I think it will be a good opportunity to gauge my progress and figure out how much work I need to do before the big June 18 rolls around. I know that May will fly right by and I will be in Alaska before I know it.
I am looking forward to friends coming home, and I am going to try and squeeze as much out of the summer as possible. I feel like this fall is the beginning of the rest of my life, and while I am excited, I am frightened that with that new experience, I will be shutting other doors and walking away from them forever. I hope that this is not the case, but with living comes sacrifice.
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| She'll run to him and say "How are you?" and he will say "I'm here." |
[Apr. 19th, 2005|01:12 am] |
Goodbye to a grandfather not by blood but by a decade of love. Goodbye to a father, a widower, a war hero. Goodbye to army reunions and letter stuffing and ice cream. Goodbye to veterans ceremonies and yardwork and doughnuts in the morning. Goodbye to "How's Miss Kari?" and hugs and pictures with "my girls."
I know that my grandfather shook your hand in heaven today and thanked you for being everything he couldn't be.
You are loved, you are missed, and tomorrow, for the first time, we will wake up into a world without you in it. |
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| I can't believe its April 18. I can't believe its 2005 either. I can't believe its April 18, 2005. |
[Apr. 18th, 2005|12:43 am] |
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Here I am, back in the LJ saddle again to inform you all that I am alive and well. I realize that I use this much less as an emotional outlet (I'm much less open emotionally than I realized) than as a update letter to friends. I like thinking of it has correspondence because it makes me feel close to those of you that I adore but never or rarely see. I like feeling like I'm just writing you each individually to let you know I'm OK and to keep you up-to-date because while my life is hardly interesting, I love knowing whats going on with each of you...so I try to offer you the same that you give me. Even if its much less regular.
I got back last Saturday from an awesome trip to Disney World with my marching band and colorguard. All of us chaperones/staff members got to know many of the kids better (28 hours on a bus will do that to you), and it was such a treat to just watch them be high schoolers. Sure, I laughed at them to myself a lot (I'm not gonna lie), but on the other side of the coin, their innocence and their hopes and dreams (which they readily and eagerly share) can be touching. I actually really enjoyed the drive, too. When I wasnt sleeping (which was LITERALLY about 23 or 24 of the 28 hrs down), I was enjoying see states I'd never seen before like Kentucky, Tennessee and Georgia. Frickin Waffle Houses EVERYWHERE. What's the deal? It was just great to have a vacation after 4 months of organizing three jobs and a life without school. Not as fun as it sounds, I promise. I'm anxious to jump back into academia.
2 exciting baby things. #1: I have another pregnant cousin! I know you guys probably don't care, but my cousins are brothers and sisters to me and my mind is just reeling that my family is growing so fast. #2: Amy, who I babysit for (Ellie's mom), had her baby on Wednesday! In her bedroom!! I was there most of the day as she was laboring to distract Ellie and help around the house while her husband timed contractions and took care of her, etc. We brainstormed about when to go to the hospital, but Ellie was a 23 hr labor and the contractions hadnt even been consistently under 5 minutes apart, lasting one minute, for a full hour yet(which is the standard to indicate going to the hospital). I left at about 7:45pm and Christopher Eric was born at 8:22pm with firefighters and medics delivering! Amy is the perfect person for that to happen to, though. I went and saw them the next morning at the hospital and cried when I held him (he looks just like Amy!). It is more mind-boggling than I can explain to have been able to see some of the inimate moments involved in bringing life into the world, especially to people I love so much. It's intense, man. But completely awesome.
Oh, other awesome things. Got to go to 2 shows this past week. #1: Tourgasm comedy show featuring Dane Cook. Hilarious. Funnier than when I saw his show last year. The other comics were really talented too, especially the guy from "Last Comic Standing." They were either taping it for a DVD or TV special so keep your eye out. #2: Maroon 5. I adore their CD and they played all my favorite songs and they put on an awesome live show and it was just the greatest thing ever. I was into every second of it. Highly highly recommended. I wanted to follow them all over the country afterwards.
The marathon training and fundraising is going really well. I ran 12 today which was very intense and I dont really want to talk about it except to say that it really, really challenged me. The fundraising has been amazing. I have $913 left to raise by May 31, which is awesome when I think about the daunting $4500 I commited to 4 months ago! So its time to kick it into high gear and finish strong. Remember: www.active.com/donate/tntmi/karibeth. The best cause ever of your life. Oh, and I'd like to have a blood cancer victim/survivor assigned to each of the 26 miles, so if you know anyone who has or had leukemia, lymphoma, myeloma, or Hodgkins Disease, please let me know. I would LOVE to run for them. The stories are what inspire me the most.
If you actually read all of this, you deserve a treat. Love you all.
I'm lifting you up I'm letting you down I'm dancing til dawn I'm fooling around I'm not giving up I'm making your love This city's made us crazy And we must get out |
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[Mar. 9th, 2005|11:08 pm] |
Things have been good lately, but an old friend voiced to me today what I just realized myself about 3 days ago. He said, "You're bored, aren't you?" We were having a wonderful, light-hearted conversation and I couldn't believe that he read me that quickly. This time off of school has been wonderful, and I am especially grateful that I have been able to connect with the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society so that I have 2 big things to work toward: running a marathon and raising money for a cause I really believe in. Those are 2 amazing opportunities. I'm also incredibly fulfilled doing colorguard work and gearing my girls up for Florida and for the fall season, and of course I love being a child again a few days a week watching Ellie. I am consciously grateful for all these things.
Its just funny how there still feels like there's something missing. I have enjoyed a healthy, balanced year so far with time for work, friends, and family...but I think I'm reaching that point where I am tiring of the norm. I either want to throw myself into school and feel like I am making progress towards becoming an MD or I want to go far, far away and have adventures. Either extreme would be fine,as long as I'm breaking away from the usual. As wonderful as a happy medium can be, its hard not to long for more. This is what my dad calls a character builder.
The best parts of this time have been the small surprises, the things I didn't anticipate. Singing songs with a new friend in whom I see myself, connecting for the first time with an old friend over milkshakes, losing myself in good books, thoroughly enjoying solitude--thriving in it, actually.... learning how to take pride in my accomplishments, writing down goals to make sure that I achieve them and knowing that I truly will, laughing loudly (I can't help it) and feeling my heart fill up when I make someone else laugh for real. Feeling loved and actively loving.
I can't wait for spring. Everything becomes poetry. |
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| Polar |
[Mar. 4th, 2005|02:05 pm] |
I want to be New York City and a cabin in the woods, A universal friend and content in solitude, Sparing with words but generous in deeds, A hard read but an easy listener. I want to be spontaneous and organized, An entertainer and observer, Falling in love once and a million times, Always moving forward and never looking back. I want to be hot and cold, Move North and South, Never content at the 44th parallel, Never settling for something in between. |
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[Feb. 26th, 2005|07:29 am] |
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YUCKY! Sorry for the icky pictures left by icky people. They're gone now. Commenting is safe again. |
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| I could never be an owl. |
[Feb. 22nd, 2005|01:12 am] |
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My sleep schedule is way off since I worked last night and slept during the day today, so here I am. Things are good, my days are full. I honestly never realized how much I cant stand sitting still and not having a list, a plan, things to cross off.
Marathon training is going great, but I'm going to make an appointment with my doctor because my various body systems are going a little crazy. The fundraising is right on schedule, but I'm getting nervous because now that most my letters are out, I'm really going to need a strong response and its hard not to worry about not getting one. Ms. Cobb, my 8th grade english ("language arts") teacher donated. Very cute. Even though middle school blew big time. Am I right? Am I right?
The best part has been how excited Louise is that I am running in her honor. She cried when she got her letter about it, and now Grampa is really excited too and keeps telling Louise "we have to get her there, she's got to make this money and run this race!" I love them so much, and I know I don't tell them enough. I just brush it off because I cant really truly think about her cancer or it will make me crazy wondering if/when we would ever lose her to it. I told Codi I was pissed at her for being my friend because she brings her whole family on board and makes me love them all as if they were my own. Louise has this great quote that "friends are the family we choose for ourselves." Its so true, because my friends are family to me, my friends' families are family. Its the best feeling in the world.
Dieneke and I are in the middle of our housing search for the fall. Ann Arbor = flipping expensive. But the change of town and scenery will be a really new experience for me. A whole new adventure.
I can't wait to run this marathon because I will be crossing the first thing off my lifetime goals list. Here are a few more things that are on there: Live in a foreign country, Open a flower shop, Go on a medical mission to Africa (Maureen = doing the coolest thing EVER),Write a book, Get a dog from a shelter, Become a doctor. (Among many more).
P.S: I love reading all your entries. I smile all the time reading them and wish I could be sharing in many of your lives and experiencing things with you that you do so often that I've never done before. I care deeply and laugh loudly at so much of what I read of all of you and I just want you ALL to know that I think of each and every one of you every day. No matter how long its been since I've seen you or talked to you. You have brought something to my life and I love you for that.
And before I fall asleep I think: so this is what its like to reach for the stars. |
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