| Is life going to continually change just as soon as i adjust?
Graduating. Wow, graduated- here I am. What's a girl to do? What is my dream and more importantly where is my dream. A change is going to come. Sure as I'm settled, here's the wind.
Am I going to be swept away to an unknow patch of land. New soil, new friends. Or am I to hold strong to where I am grounded. Swaying, growing still, I am sure of that.
There is much that I can't grasp on to at the moment, gusts- ideas, spreading as it increases. The pressure to be as I want to be seen. Is that weak? Maybe lame is a better word. So much I feel rides on these next decisions. I want Europe. I want it so bad. Do I go and say to hell with planning. Or do I plan so that I can make a larger move?
Is it courage I am lacking, boldness? Or am I being wise. I can't decide which to chase after. Boldness or wisdom.
Maybe my new car tunes will give me the sass to figure it out.
Wisely bold- cheers to you! |
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| My friend Seth and I went to McCalister's Deli tonight. While I was concentrating on making sure he locked the passenger door, I closed my locked door, and realized shortly there after that my keys were in the ignition...yuck. we called the sheriffs office. after an hour and some really good cheddar potato soup(blessing #1, i was so glad i wasn't waiting outside in a very cold parking lot), a cop that i had a ticket dispute with last semester came and unlocked my car. Contrary to how horrible he was a few months back, he was quite nice. Hmm the difference in his attitude when summand rather then summoning someone was astonishing...i'm guessing he didn't remember me. blessing #2.
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Go Bears! |
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| oh oh oh! i was reading john mayers web blog (it's actually quite entertaining, and no, there isn't any talk of jessica), and i was reminded that i have one as well, one that i have been shamefully neglecting for the past $^&^%@( months.
lately, well since jan 16th, i have been living out of a suitcase. no i haven't been nomading it up, or hopping from friend to friends house (only the wonderful jillian olson's). i just haven't unpacked from my splendid christine visit in chicago. i have to admit that it's been pretty enjoyable. it has been fun making up new outfits from only what's available (i'm an embarrassingly heavy packer, so this hasn't been an excrutiating challenge). i feel like it shaves off at least 10 mins in my getting ready time, most of my favorite's are right there, all in one area! i really have enjoyed it. it is now laundry day, and i've come to the sad decision that it's time to finally unpack. i have not allowed myself to even begin contemplating the idea of repacking my suitcase for a 'trip' ( i guess it would have to be a trip on the road of life!!) after i do my weekly wash. that would be ridiculous, i know. (could you imagine always having a packed suitcase in your room of your weekly attire) i guess i've embraced the experience and now am paying my last respects. So here's to my suitcase; i promise you will feel the warmth of my clothes again. hopefully sooner then later, and i will mend your wheel shortly, i know it's caused you great pain. here's to you friend. |
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| today i drove 12 miles past my exit on the way home from work. gosh, where's my head?
'I feel like they're talking in a language I don't speak, And they are talking it to me...'
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AHH!! I get to see one of my dearest friends tomorrow...Christine Gurley-Whirl! I can't even begin to believe it...it still seems unreal.
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