I am 19
Thank you to all for such a great birthday. You guys who helped me eat cake, brought me balloons or got me my sweet shirt, you are all so beautiful and amazing. I realize that this is a late b-day post, but I recieved something awesome from my brother and wanted to share it with everyone.
George Carlin's Views on Aging
Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.
"How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key.
You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead. "How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16!
And then the greatest day of your life . . you become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!
But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're just a sour-dumpling What's wrong? What's changed?
You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away.
Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone. But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!
So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.
You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!
You get into your 80s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime.
And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; "I Was JUST 92."
Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"
May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!
HOW TO STAY YOUNG
1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay " them " .
2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.
3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. "An idle mind is the devil's Workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.
4. Enjoy the simple things.
5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.
6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.
7. Surround yourself with what you love, Whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.
8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.
9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.
10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Anxiety Attack
School is back in full swing and yet I am already becoming stressed out and freaked for everything that is our second year. My second year of college already. I can't even get over that. I just turned 19 and I am entering into my last year of college. Here at least.Well heres to hoping that I don't freak out too much, that I work as hard as I possibly can and more, and to growing from more than fourth bellhop to the left. Although I would not trade that experiance for the world. I loved working so closely with the girls and especially with Cindy. It was just an awesome intro to dancing. I really truly am learning to love it. Not that I didn't before. But I am not quite so afraid for it anymore. I can just enjoy it instead. I will always be wishing that I were better, of course. But I still love it. Who would've thought that I would ever feel more comfortable dancing then I do singing right now. My voice is shot to hell (nice segue anyone?) and it is frustrating me beyond belief. If it doesn't improve soon then that is all that I will ever be: the bellhop who shines but is still visiting the food bank because chorus roles don't pay the rent. Not just yet anyway, and not here.
On a different note, I am soon to be getting a new roommate. Daneels sister is moving in with us by the end of the week. And she and I both know that I am worried about that. Very worried. Not for the company, but mostly for space. I want to feel as comfortable as possible here especially for when school hits us hard and all I need is to escape to my home. But how easy is that going to be when I run into one roommate while I try to get inside and the other is blocking the hallway. It is not a big apartment. But I am excited for Daneel because she is so happy when she mentions it. So that is good. I often wonder how this situation will work between the two of us. It seems to be going strong as of now. I hope that that doesn't change. Except for getting the big milk jug. I want big milk. And cookies.
I also want to sleep. But dishes and curtains beckon first. Maybe I'll forgo the curtains. For now, milk and dishes.
Slow Dance
Lazing. Dish water attack. Continual conversation interruptions. Trip for eggs. Olympic event darting around for ingredients. Amazing serenade and dance. Muffin tin dilemma resolved. Relaxing. Buzzer way too loud. Smells of heaven in an oven. Time flying. Walk home. Goodnight kiss from roommate. Enjoying the last crumbs of a amazing banana chocolate chip muffin that took way too long to make. Fantastic night.
Someday, when I'm awfully low
When the world is cold
I will feel a glow,
just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight
Yes, you're lovely
With that smile so warm,
and your cheeks so soft
There is nothing for me
but to love you
And the way you look tonight
With each word,
your tenderness grows
Tearing my fears apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose
Touches my foolish heart
(You're) lovely, never never change,
keep that breathless charm
Won't you please arrange it?
Because I love you
And the way you look tonight
With each word you tenderness grows
Tearing my fears apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose
Touches my foolish heart
(You're) lovely, don't you ever change.
Keep that breathless charm.
Won't you please arrange it?
Because I love you
Just the way you look tonight
Oh, oh, just the way you look tonight.
Starting From Scratch
A white canvas newly unwrapped. This summer is winding down and I am on the brink of a new year. Well the school year anyway. My first year of college completely done. I am learning to live on my own and I am for once completely and truly happy. I could tell you many things that I wish for and many that I wish hadn't happened. My life is no where near perfect and that is exactly how it should stay.
This past year, summer included, has been completely ripe with trials and tests. And tears and strain and laughter and heartache and so many other emotions that it was ridiculous. But all worth it because I have never felt that I have learned so much in such a short amount of time. I have learned that friends come and go but the true ones are always loving you even if from a distance. I have learned that families hate you because they really do love you, no matter how many times they seem to be holding you down. My family has always protected me and yet been the wind in which I have been carried to countless dreams and experiences.
So many stories and so little time to tell. That is because I really should have been in bed at least an hour or so ago. But distractions always seem to be abundant. Beautifully abundant.
To make an incredibly long and unfinished story short, I am starting afresh. From scratch. I will not longer be second tree from the right. Being fourth bellhop from the left helped me to realize myself there. No longer will I be the lonely lady feeling sorry for myself. If you close off your heart then you can never let a second chance help to heal that pain. I am so happy to be where I am and who I am right now. As I told this to my beautiful roommate tonight while standing in the kitchen beaming she's replies "I haven't heard you say that in such a long time". And I haven't felt like this is such a long time. All round anyway. This girl is ready to live. But for now, I'm ready to sleep my way to a new school year.... at 8:00 in the morning.
p.s. This newest blog is still currently under construction as many of you will be able to tell. But changes will be coming whenever I find the time to confront this demonic thing they call the blogger template. Fingers crossed that I come out alive.
