Oh how epic the night came on as I locked the glass doors that guard my place of work when no one is there. Walking up the never ending hill in the chill of the oncoming night I felt the excitement build within me. As every minute passed, my heart raced faster.
Once my feet had returned to the cobblestone pathway that runs the length of my campus of knowledge--and I had filled my growling stomach with nourishment purchased with my virtual money campus card--I proceeded to wait.
Wait for a friend with an auto-vehicle to pick me up.
Wait for our other friend to arrive with the tickets.
Wait to make our way into the massive theater.
Wait in line for more nourishment.
Wait for the previews to start.
And then.......
Chills run through my body and all the hairs on my arm stand alert.
The music begins and overwhelms me.
I know it is coming.... the near end of a saga that has defined my generation.
It begins and my life--for the moment--seems complete.
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 is AMAZING!!!
11.22.2010
11.14.2010
Sticky note of thankfulness
So I know it is almost Thanksgiving and that I should therefore start pondering about all the things for which I am thankful; but I have to say, despite all the blessings I know I have, it has been hard to 'be thankful' lately.
School has me in a rut. Despite my best efforts, I am falling behind in all my classes and currently have grades that to me are considerably less than desirable. I have not been able to find time to exercise other than my once a week four mile run to my institute meetings, and my general well being is therefore rapidly depleting. Then there is the fact that the holiday season is drawing ever closer which in turn means longer work hours, more papers and tests, and that nasty looming week that haunts all college students near to their grave. Finals.
I am stressed, overworked, and I probably sound like the whiniest dumb college student in history because I know there are billions of people with far worse troubles than mine, but for some reason I can't shake the feeling that I have taken on way more than I can handle. Feelings of this genre make it hard to be grateful.
Yet, I know I have a lot to be grateful for. I am living in one of the most amazing cities in America and due to the great amount of financial aid I receive, I am able to go to a great school that would normally be far out of my reach. I have friends who love and respect me, a family that is ever caring, a ward full of strong people who love to serve and share the gospel, and two jobs to help me pay for whatever my financial aid can't cover. I am blessed in so many ways but I have let my struggles get in the way of me remembering that.
So for this Thanksgiving, my message for myself and for anyone else who cares: take the time to consider your blessings. Write them down on a sticky note and post them somewhere you can see them daily (like on your mirror); and when a hard day comes along and you are ready to give up, look at them, and you will have the strength of mind to continue.
School has me in a rut. Despite my best efforts, I am falling behind in all my classes and currently have grades that to me are considerably less than desirable. I have not been able to find time to exercise other than my once a week four mile run to my institute meetings, and my general well being is therefore rapidly depleting. Then there is the fact that the holiday season is drawing ever closer which in turn means longer work hours, more papers and tests, and that nasty looming week that haunts all college students near to their grave. Finals.
I am stressed, overworked, and I probably sound like the whiniest dumb college student in history because I know there are billions of people with far worse troubles than mine, but for some reason I can't shake the feeling that I have taken on way more than I can handle. Feelings of this genre make it hard to be grateful.
Yet, I know I have a lot to be grateful for. I am living in one of the most amazing cities in America and due to the great amount of financial aid I receive, I am able to go to a great school that would normally be far out of my reach. I have friends who love and respect me, a family that is ever caring, a ward full of strong people who love to serve and share the gospel, and two jobs to help me pay for whatever my financial aid can't cover. I am blessed in so many ways but I have let my struggles get in the way of me remembering that.
So for this Thanksgiving, my message for myself and for anyone else who cares: take the time to consider your blessings. Write them down on a sticky note and post them somewhere you can see them daily (like on your mirror); and when a hard day comes along and you are ready to give up, look at them, and you will have the strength of mind to continue.
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