It’s Actually Happening

I’m in a daze. My brain is telling me that I’m just on break. From classes, that is. Like Easter break or Christmas break or something. It doesn’t feel like the “end-of-the-semester, see ya in the fall” sort of thing either. But in reality this is it. Four years of college have flown by.

I graduate tomorrow. I get my diploma, my degree tomorrow. Undergrad will be no more.

What is this that is happening?!?!?!

Like I said, I think I’m in shock, or disbelief, or something.


I’ve mentioned it previously. This summer, the move, the future, the uncertainties, the adventure, the risks, the unknown. It makes my heart pound thinking about it. It’s scary. And I’ve never been one to go toward things that I’m afraid of. But this one is different. This time I know it is the right thing, despite the intimidation, it is what I want to do and I know I have to do it.

This summer I’m going to work and save money. Any money I make from photo shoots are going toward my moving fund. I need every penny, every dollar, I can get. But I want to cherish these last weeks in my hometown as well. I want to enjoy time with Ashley and Amber. I want to take photos. I want to put this place in my mind as important, solidify it and not forget about where I came from. Okay, so that might cheesy. But it’s how I feel.



I’m on the frontline, don’t worry I’ll be fine.
The story is just beginning.
I say goodbye to my weakness, so long to the regret.
And now I see the world through diamond eyes.”



Anyway, tomorrow is going to be the end of my undergrad career. And I am so so so ready for it be over. I really didn’t think I’d make it through that last semester. But somehow I accomplished it, I pulled off good grades. And I think I’m finally starting to realize that I don’t give myself enough credit, and that I underestimate myself. I can’t believe I did it. I did it.


Other news. They’re thinking about bringing 24 back. As a limited series TV show on FOX. Well, they say it is official, that it really is coming back. But I don’t believe it. Maybe because it’s too good to be true. Maybe because I don’t want it to be true, because it’s scary: It can’t be like the actual show. And I don’t want a “limited series” (what the heck IS that, anyway?!) to *ruin* the show for me. Although that’s a dumb thought too because 24 is 24 and will always always always be important to me, in and of itself. But a 12-episode show of 24? That makes absolutely no sense to me. 24 is 24 precisely because of the number 24. Not the number 12. I guess they could crunch it somehow and make 2 hours of the show’s world into 1 hour of our world. But seriously? Agh it’s such a contradictory feeling for me! There’s no way I *wouldn’t* be able to watch it if it is really “coming back.” But…. idk.

Hope you enjoyed my mind vomit on that little issue. I’m sure I’ll have more to say on it later. For now…..


When drawing a blank…

….throw a picture or two in there. Everyone likes pictures.

Finished my book, started another one. Haven’t quite gotten into the new one yet. Probably won’t have much time to read next week anyway. Sad face.

I cleaned/organized my room (finally). It was mess, with clothes piled up and my suitcase still sitting out from my two small getaways. Junk all over the desk, jeans and shorts piled on the dresser. Bubble gum wrappers everywhere. xD 3 small mountains of clothes to hang up. I should have taken a before, but I never remember to do that. But this picture is to show off the awesome floating shelf Ashley got me and which I now display my seasons of 24. Season 8, on the top, remains unopened. I just can’t bring myself to do it.

And finally, Mandy meditating in a very deep hole Jayde dug in the sandbox. A hole I have since filled in. The little brat. But Mandy is oh so cute.


Just a couple pictures for you, because I am pooped and not feeling well

Is that not the cutest face ever? (:

Here was my view from my reading spot at Starbucks. I’ve had maybe two chances to just sit and read at Starbucks, all year. I relish every moment.

Tomorrow is Saturday. So that post will probably be even less exciting than the past two, unless something extraordinary or really interesting happens.


Back to reality

Why is it that the ride home always goes so much faster than the ride to your vaca spot?

Whatever the reason, I don’t like it. Right now I wish I had a time machine so I could go back in time. I definitely wasn’t ready to come home, and I’m not ready to face next week. That being said…

I am going to enjoy a movie night with my girls one last time before Amber heads back to her college town. Maybe I’ll look up some stress relieving exercises for the coming semester. Or maybe I should take up jogging/running (if my knees could hold up). I need to get back into writing in my journal, trying to connect with myself. And I need to find this mis-balance in my life and correct it or adjust to it, because it just doesn’t feel right.

I’m thankful for the time I got to spend with my sister and wonderful niece and nephew. I’m thankful I got to venture onto scary, confusing streets with my boyfriend. I’m thankful I got the chance to be ‘on my own’ for a while. I’m thankful for the people in my life.

Now, if I’m not mistaken, Ashley is bringing a time machine over for me as well as a Rx of Fukitol in case the time machine goes awry. Wish us luck. (:


Road Trip! (take 2)

Okay maybe not take 2 per se, but something along those lines. (: So far, this trip has been a blast, even after getting lost a bunch of times. Interstate navigation sucks. :P But we worked through it and managed to find a place to eat, a mall to shop at, a Cheesecake Factory, and my sister’s house. Tomorrow, unfortunately, we head home. But this trip has been such a nice (albeit small) getaway that was much much needed, and I’m so glad I got the chance to go on it. Here are some pics, and I’m gonna go watch The Lorax with my sis and her family. (:










Highlights! (and one low)

– Dustin and I made it to our destination after going 45 mins out of our way because we missed the exit the first time. Haa.
– I got 2 new pairs of jeans, basically for the price of one.
– Dustin got a new hat he’s been wanting.
– Jumanji!
– The mall we visited had a Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory, and we each got two solid “cupcakes” of chocolate!

– And the one lowlight… the mall also had a Petland, complete with rows of cages with puppies from a variety of breeds: chihuahua, bulldog, sheltie, Dalmatian, Doberman, Bernese Mountain dog, and of course a few designer breeds. Puppy mill dogs. Disgusting, horrifying, and sad.

All in all, such a fun time already and we have yet to go on the roller coasters! I canNOT wait for that. (: