It's the end of my first week of classes and I'm exhausted. It's 11:00pm on friday and all my friends just left to go the the World's Largest Water Balloon Fight.
Pretty sweet, I know. I decided to skip out because I'm super duper tired from our 6:15am xc practice this morning.
Anyhow, I wanted to write something deep to express what's really going on inside but I don't have the energy. Another day.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Such a strange thing college is.
It's been a while since I've written. Being at school permits me much less time to blog than does the ease of the summer months. Being busy is an unfortunate, unavoidable fact to the life of a lowly college student. But here, tonight, I will write ten not so unfortunate things about college:
10. Dorm life.
9. Cross Country
8. Open Dorm
7. Panera with the girls.
6. Young strapping men.
5. 3-hour long dinners in the caf.
4. Dr. Daniel Strait.
3. Chapel.
2. Beautiful Kentucky.
1. Marie-Claire's laugh.
NOTE** these are not in order of importance.
10. Dorm life.
9. Cross Country
8. Open Dorm
7. Panera with the girls.
6. Young strapping men.
5. 3-hour long dinners in the caf.
4. Dr. Daniel Strait.
3. Chapel.
2. Beautiful Kentucky.
1. Marie-Claire's laugh.
NOTE** these are not in order of importance.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Coffee
So this morning I woke up late. 11:00am. I really don't like sleeping in anymore but I needed it. So I got up, made a smoothie, had a lame attempt at a quiet time, made some eggs, and tried not to drink ANY coffee.
COFFEE FAIL.
I'm now sitting in front of my computer screen sipping on a nice warm cup of joe sweetened with some sugar-free vanilla caramel coffee mate and feeling like I just discovered the magnitude of my coffee infatuation. No, that's saying it gently. I'm addicted. SHOOT.
I've come to the truth about myself. I don't just like the taste or the warmth. Coffee is a little god for me that breeds all things comfy and cozy.
When I'm drinking it the world isn't so bad.
Maybe that's too far. The world's still bad. I love my life though, don't get me wrong. All I know is that coffee is satisfying something in me other than a caffeine fix. Caffeine really has zero affect on me anyway. BUT WHAT IS IT?
I love coffee too much for it to be okay. Maybe I need a relationship. Ba. ha.
Jesus, help me.
Refill time.
COFFEE FAIL.
I'm now sitting in front of my computer screen sipping on a nice warm cup of joe sweetened with some sugar-free vanilla caramel coffee mate and feeling like I just discovered the magnitude of my coffee infatuation. No, that's saying it gently. I'm addicted. SHOOT.
I've come to the truth about myself. I don't just like the taste or the warmth. Coffee is a little god for me that breeds all things comfy and cozy.
When I'm drinking it the world isn't so bad.
Maybe that's too far. The world's still bad. I love my life though, don't get me wrong. All I know is that coffee is satisfying something in me other than a caffeine fix. Caffeine really has zero affect on me anyway. BUT WHAT IS IT?
I love coffee too much for it to be okay. Maybe I need a relationship. Ba. ha.
Jesus, help me.
Refill time.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
New Art Stuff
So My dear Dulce Jackie Marie, these are for you (they wouldn't send via emial). I need a critique. Also, I need more opinions. The room with the airplane is unfinished so if anybody has any suggestions for me that would be great! tell me what you think. Thanks. Oh ps. The little boy's name is Von. That's why it says Von lol durrrr
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Disappointment
I went to the chiropractor today. I've been going for the past two weeks because I have some minor back problems. I think what he's done has really helped so in trusting this doctor I asked him about my knee pain. Even though I already went to a sports doctor who was, as it seems now, really unhelpful. So, point of the story is that my chiropractor did some pushing and pulling on my legs and has informed me that I have some grinding going on in my knee caps. An ailment which I am, as he said, way too young for. So the good news is he can do some work on it. The bad news is it doesn't really matter because I will only be able to run for 5-10 more years. Is it odd that my first thought was "how am I going to lose baby weight when I'm 32 and fat as a house?" Anyhow, I know you can sympathize with this Kate. And looking at your situation I'm thankful that I can even run at all. But it's disappointing nonetheless.
What a reminder that I truly am NOT invincible.
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