I love summer. If it was summer all year round nothing could make me happier. Here are the reasons I love summer-
1. The sun!!!
2. Swimming
3. Beaches
4. Hiking
5. Tan skin/ light hair
6. Did I mention I love the sun?
7. The absence of snow
8. No school!
9. Road Trips
10. Snow Cones and all cold treats
This may seem shallow, but It from these small delights I gain mucho joy.
Before school starts, there are things I want to finish up. For starters there is the rediculous goal of reading 6 more books. Good luck to me. Also, of exercising at least three days a week, hiking Mt. Timp, cooking something, kissing 17 boys, and going home one more time. I think I can I think I can...
Monday, July 27, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Date of Birth
As I awoke yesterday morning everything felt different. The colors were slightly dingier than they had been the previous morning. Everything was slightly more out of focus. Gravity seemed to be pulling on me an extra 3% causing my joints to stress, and wrinkles to form around my eyes. Yesterday morning was my first morning as a twenty year old. No longer a teenager. Yesterday was the day that I crossed over officially in the realm of adulthood.
..and yet the gifts I received from my comrades could have been given to a five year old. As I was blowing my new grape scented bubbles, I thought to myself, "I wonder when will people give be grown up stuff for my birthday?" The voice in my head responded, "When you act older than a five year old!" The voice and I had a good chuckle at that one and continued blowing bubbles.
..and yet the gifts I received from my comrades could have been given to a five year old. As I was blowing my new grape scented bubbles, I thought to myself, "I wonder when will people give be grown up stuff for my birthday?" The voice in my head responded, "When you act older than a five year old!" The voice and I had a good chuckle at that one and continued blowing bubbles.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Everyday life.
Sometimes I am stumped when I try come up with stuff to write about. I don't feel particularly clever or insightful lately. Nor do I have cute kids to post pictures of. Nor do I go on huge adventures and stuff. But for the sake of history I shall record a small impression of what I have been up to lately.
Every morning I wake up around 6:45 to the Cold Play song, In My Place. I have tried changing the alarm to other songs for the sake of my poor roommate but nothing else lets my body know it is really time to wake up. I've also started showering at night, because it is easier to stay up later than it is get up earlier for some reason. In the morning I always eat breakfast, and make a lunch before heading off to work. I leave between 7:30-8:00. It takes about 35 min to drive to work. I stay in the fast lane the whole time and go as fast as traffic allows, but no faster than 80 mph. I work until I have worked for 8 hours, or as close to it as I can stand. During a typical work day I file, file, make new file folders, move folders around, apply any payments we receive, print out invoices, put invoices through the envelope stuffing machine, and sometimes I do random projects involving very little brain activity. All in all, it's a great job for a student like me. I'm learning tons of office skills which will be good down the road in my professional career, whatever that turns out to be. After 8 hours I drive home, again in the fast lane, and then comes the time where I do whatever I want. This week I went on a hike, I made my friends dinner on numerous occasions, I colored, I went running a few times, I went country dancing for the first time, I watched a scary movie, and I wrote to missionaries. After partying, I go to sleep. Then the whole cycle repeats. It is a good life.
Every morning I wake up around 6:45 to the Cold Play song, In My Place. I have tried changing the alarm to other songs for the sake of my poor roommate but nothing else lets my body know it is really time to wake up. I've also started showering at night, because it is easier to stay up later than it is get up earlier for some reason. In the morning I always eat breakfast, and make a lunch before heading off to work. I leave between 7:30-8:00. It takes about 35 min to drive to work. I stay in the fast lane the whole time and go as fast as traffic allows, but no faster than 80 mph. I work until I have worked for 8 hours, or as close to it as I can stand. During a typical work day I file, file, make new file folders, move folders around, apply any payments we receive, print out invoices, put invoices through the envelope stuffing machine, and sometimes I do random projects involving very little brain activity. All in all, it's a great job for a student like me. I'm learning tons of office skills which will be good down the road in my professional career, whatever that turns out to be. After 8 hours I drive home, again in the fast lane, and then comes the time where I do whatever I want. This week I went on a hike, I made my friends dinner on numerous occasions, I colored, I went running a few times, I went country dancing for the first time, I watched a scary movie, and I wrote to missionaries. After partying, I go to sleep. Then the whole cycle repeats. It is a good life.
When I grow up...
The day is drawing nigh when I shall look in the mirror, and no longer see a teenager staring back at me. Does this mean I'm grown up now? Does this mean I have to give up Disney channel, bubble gum, otter pops, loud music, temporary tattoos, coloring books, and my secret alias of Princess Rose Pedals? Well, I sure hope not. That would be boring.
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