Ok Ok. I know what happened to all of my fabulous plans for a blog? Well after coming home last semester I found that my summer wasn't really that interesting and I had no idea what to write about. Around July my summer did take a turn for the better. I worked at a summer camp for children with cancer and their siblings. I know what your thinking, why didn't you write about this it sounds like good material? Yeah I thought about it but even if I wanted to write in my blog I physically couldn't due to my constant lack of sleep thanks to my job. Honestly though I did have a nice summer.
Senior Year! So far its been a good start to the year. I'm taking two really great classes and one terrible one. I honestly don't know what possessed me take a statistics class. Now I must suffer! Possibly one of the most interesting and best things so far this school year is that I now have a bf.
Did I just say that? Yeah I did. Kinda sounds pathetic and believe me I do not measure my happiness based on something as superficial as having a bf or not. Although I do have to admit it is pretty nice. Its been a while since Ive been in a relationship and I'm happy where things are going in all aspects of my life.
I've decided to make a commitment to blog every Tuesdays and Thursdays. The weekend can be sort of an option. Ive also been trying to read some books that I've put off and some that I have recently acquired. Ask me if I read over the summer? Of course not! I always love to deviate away from the initial plan. So anyway I started reading Gone With the Wind. I haven't seen the movie yet and I don't plan on until I finish reading. The only downside is that I'm on page 50 and have about 800 more to go, give or take a few hundred. I'm not really sure how many pages there are. Mostly because I don't have the book next to me and I am far too lazy to move from my comfy position on the couch. You get the idea though, there are a lot of pages. So, I'm thinking of maybe talking about the book and doing a bit of a review maybe not the whole book just yet but a little something in the next few weeks.
Hey this will be fun to discuss, what are your fears? I'm not talking about the "oh that made me jump a little," I'm talking about the crippling fears. Mine is birds. Why? They are not to be trusted. Piercing eyes with a crooked beak and wings spanning several feet apart are not my idea of a good time. I'm also terrified of small ones too. I'm an equal opportunity bird hater.
So anyway, yesterday I was walking to the bus and I hadn't left campus yet. From the corner or my eye I see it. A bird a falcon to be exact. I thought I had imagined it but no it was there. I froze from sheer fear. It was like a showdown. I ended up walking ever so slowly away from the falcon as the tears rolled down my face. Yes, I cried! This isn't just any old fear. It wasn't like the bird, who I named Beelzebub, was far off in a tree. No. He was ten feet away from me and he was a hip length! I managed to get away just in time but not before he flapped his wings and decided to do his bird call of death!
So, now that I have exposed myself entirely, its your turn? What is one of your fears?
Ok, this post has gone on long enough. I'll write back on Thursday. No messing around this time. You know even if no one is reading this, its rather therapeutic. Its like keeping a diary only a much cooler one.
peace and love,
cissy
Senior Year! So far its been a good start to the year. I'm taking two really great classes and one terrible one. I honestly don't know what possessed me take a statistics class. Now I must suffer! Possibly one of the most interesting and best things so far this school year is that I now have a bf.
Did I just say that? Yeah I did. Kinda sounds pathetic and believe me I do not measure my happiness based on something as superficial as having a bf or not. Although I do have to admit it is pretty nice. Its been a while since Ive been in a relationship and I'm happy where things are going in all aspects of my life.
I've decided to make a commitment to blog every Tuesdays and Thursdays. The weekend can be sort of an option. Ive also been trying to read some books that I've put off and some that I have recently acquired. Ask me if I read over the summer? Of course not! I always love to deviate away from the initial plan. So anyway I started reading Gone With the Wind. I haven't seen the movie yet and I don't plan on until I finish reading. The only downside is that I'm on page 50 and have about 800 more to go, give or take a few hundred. I'm not really sure how many pages there are. Mostly because I don't have the book next to me and I am far too lazy to move from my comfy position on the couch. You get the idea though, there are a lot of pages. So, I'm thinking of maybe talking about the book and doing a bit of a review maybe not the whole book just yet but a little something in the next few weeks.
Hey this will be fun to discuss, what are your fears? I'm not talking about the "oh that made me jump a little," I'm talking about the crippling fears. Mine is birds. Why? They are not to be trusted. Piercing eyes with a crooked beak and wings spanning several feet apart are not my idea of a good time. I'm also terrified of small ones too. I'm an equal opportunity bird hater.
So anyway, yesterday I was walking to the bus and I hadn't left campus yet. From the corner or my eye I see it. A bird a falcon to be exact. I thought I had imagined it but no it was there. I froze from sheer fear. It was like a showdown. I ended up walking ever so slowly away from the falcon as the tears rolled down my face. Yes, I cried! This isn't just any old fear. It wasn't like the bird, who I named Beelzebub, was far off in a tree. No. He was ten feet away from me and he was a hip length! I managed to get away just in time but not before he flapped his wings and decided to do his bird call of death!
So, now that I have exposed myself entirely, its your turn? What is one of your fears?
Ok, this post has gone on long enough. I'll write back on Thursday. No messing around this time. You know even if no one is reading this, its rather therapeutic. Its like keeping a diary only a much cooler one.
peace and love,
cissy
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