Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Personally Professional
I've been doing a lot of goal setting in my classes lately. My CAPS prof as well as my Study Abroad Experience instructors seem to be oh so interested in my goals as an up-and-comming professional. I guess it's an easy assignment to grade. But, as I sit in Panera devouring my asiago and veggie cream cheese bagel, I'm starting to realize that the practice of goal setting can be very beneficial. Regardless of my unwillingness to accept it, there are only 8 days left of classes this semester. With the school year drawing to a swift close, I want to set goals for the summer. Next year is going to bring a lot of big changes, so a strong personal foundation will be essential for survival. The best thing about goals is that they can be anything; they can be serious, ridiculous, frivolous, huge, small, or a combination of any of those lovely adjectives, and then some. The following is a simple list of the goals I'm setting for this summer to bolster my sense of self, happiness, and connection to the world in which I am slowly becoming an adult.
*Read the newspaper
*Be joyful in my work at Dellwood
*Pack light for Ecuador
*Take a crash course on speaking Spanish
*Write letters to my favorite camp counselor
*Be open to, and trusting of, new relationships
*Craft
*Intentionally spend time with childhood friends
*Go to church
*Frequent the farmers market
*Take my mom to Eloise Butler
*Run at least 10 miles a week
*Keep in touch with my Drake family
*Explore Minnehaha Falls
*Be thankful
I don't know what next year will bring. I don't know what the summer will bring. Heck, I don't even know what tomorrow will bring (besides watching pole vaulting in the Jordan Creek Mall). But I do know that I want to enjoy whatever life throws at me. The good, the bad, the sad, whatever. Go set your own goals.
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Sunday, April 22, 2012
Just Some Mid-Morning Greek
I love yogurt. I really, really do. Especially greek yogurt. I don't know why I ever became so fond of the stuff, but all I know is that if I was stranded on an island with only an assortment of yogurt for the rest of my life, I'd be perfectly ok with that.
As I sat in bed this morning, too lazy to get out of bed and be productive, I decided to fix myself a nice breakfast of yogurt and cereal. Strawberry Chobani and Lucky Charms, to be exact. And I read. Lately I've been reading Cold Tangerines. Smoons lent it to me to read before bed, but I love reading my favorite parts over again in the morning. There's just something about reading when the birds are chirping in the background. So here's what I reread and reflected on this morning:
"Life is a collection of a million, billion moments, tiny little moments and choices, like a handful of luminous, glowing pearls. And strung together, built upon one another, lined up through the days and the years, they make a life, a person."
Crazy, isn't it? I've been struggling lately with appreciating all the pearls in my life. I want them all, the whole multi-strand necklace. Now. But that isn't how it works, nor do I really want life to work that way. I want to learn to take time to examine each pearl for its luminous glow and imperfections. A few scratches here and there won't make my necklace any less beautiful, but if I pay attention as each pearl is strung, I may be able to avoid preventable damages. My breakfast this morning, the perfect atmosphere of the birds chirping, Jason Mraz filling the room, and sitting in that one perfect comfy, warm spot in bed was the last flicker of shine this weekend's pearl needed before being strung.
So here's to the weekend. Here's to Friday-to Street Painting and Froyo with Ann and Smoons. And here's to Saturday-to soup, salad, and breadsticks with Nate and Benito, and to Hope with Smoons and Emily. And lastly, here's to Sunday-to brunch with the kid who constantly challenges me to evaluate my life and character, and to Honor Board. This weekend is just one pearl, but my strand is definitely coming along.
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As I sat in bed this morning, too lazy to get out of bed and be productive, I decided to fix myself a nice breakfast of yogurt and cereal. Strawberry Chobani and Lucky Charms, to be exact. And I read. Lately I've been reading Cold Tangerines. Smoons lent it to me to read before bed, but I love reading my favorite parts over again in the morning. There's just something about reading when the birds are chirping in the background. So here's what I reread and reflected on this morning:
"Life is a collection of a million, billion moments, tiny little moments and choices, like a handful of luminous, glowing pearls. And strung together, built upon one another, lined up through the days and the years, they make a life, a person."
Crazy, isn't it? I've been struggling lately with appreciating all the pearls in my life. I want them all, the whole multi-strand necklace. Now. But that isn't how it works, nor do I really want life to work that way. I want to learn to take time to examine each pearl for its luminous glow and imperfections. A few scratches here and there won't make my necklace any less beautiful, but if I pay attention as each pearl is strung, I may be able to avoid preventable damages. My breakfast this morning, the perfect atmosphere of the birds chirping, Jason Mraz filling the room, and sitting in that one perfect comfy, warm spot in bed was the last flicker of shine this weekend's pearl needed before being strung.
So here's to the weekend. Here's to Friday-to Street Painting and Froyo with Ann and Smoons. And here's to Saturday-to soup, salad, and breadsticks with Nate and Benito, and to Hope with Smoons and Emily. And lastly, here's to Sunday-to brunch with the kid who constantly challenges me to evaluate my life and character, and to Honor Board. This weekend is just one pearl, but my strand is definitely coming along.
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Thursday, April 19, 2012
Back in Business
So, according to my post history, the last time I blogged was on March 17. Well, until tonight, I didn't have a blog app on my iPad, and the normal blogger platform wasn't conducive to my blogging needs. But, I finally found an app, so we're back in business!
Over a month has passed since I've had the ability to share my experiences on here, and, unfortunately, too many things have happened for me to write about all in one post. Remember when I said I wanted to blog so I wouldn't forget everything I've done? Well, here is a prime example of why I am in dire need of my constantcreativity workplace.
After an exhausting week that isn't quite over yet, and one hell of a Relays week looming in my near future, a photo post is all I've got in me. Time to join Smoons and hit the sack early! Nighty night, sweet dreams!
snap back jersey night
mags in minny at moa
my little gingy
the whole fam at Founders Day, Great Gram included
formal in Omaha
cap attack
black v-neck night
vettie and smoons, together forever. DG formal in a deathly storm
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Over a month has passed since I've had the ability to share my experiences on here, and, unfortunately, too many things have happened for me to write about all in one post. Remember when I said I wanted to blog so I wouldn't forget everything I've done? Well, here is a prime example of why I am in dire need of my constantcreativity workplace.
After an exhausting week that isn't quite over yet, and one hell of a Relays week looming in my near future, a photo post is all I've got in me. Time to join Smoons and hit the sack early! Nighty night, sweet dreams!
snap back jersey night
mags in minny at moa
my little gingy
the whole fam at Founders Day, Great Gram included
formal in Omaha
cap attack
black v-neck night
vettie and smoons, together forever. DG formal in a deathly storm
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad
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