Winter Solstice

So, I know I haven’t been on here in a couple of months, but I thought I’d check in as it is the Holidays. So far, so good. This year has had quite a few surprises in store. Some were good, and then others were bad. At first I thought I might rant to you about them, however, that’s not what this time of year is about. It’s not about how your year affected your career or you income. Not to say those aren’t important, but there are more important things to life, you see.

At one point in my life, you could’ve asked me what my number one priority was and I would’ve answered you with something leading to a successful career or outstanding wealth. Somedays, I’ll still on some level answer it that way. However, I’ve learned and am still continuing to learn that the most important thing to do is be thankful for what you have and not take it for granted while it’s in your life. Time is fleeting and it’s hard to say when we might lose an opportunity that we may never get again. Instead of weighing the pros and cons of my life, I choose instead to count my blessings and measure my year by the wonderful times I’ve had with friends and loved ones.

As you go to visit family this year, I hope you will do the same and reflect on yet another year of life.

It’s been a while…

So, it’s no secret that I haven’t blogged in a while.

Let’s see what’s happened since last time…

My boyfriend and celebrated a year, I moved… I also managed to make above a 3.0 my previous semester which I haven’t done in a long time.

Oh, I also managed to be fortunate enough to join a Harry Potter and Philosophy class…? It’s so much more than it sounds. For those who haven’t been a part of a specialty course, here’s what you need to know:

  1. They are 9 times out 10 going to be 300-level or higher. A.k.a.: Do not attempt if you have no background in the subject it’s categorized as. You will most likely end up hating whatever it’s paired with by the end of the semester, or at least by your first term paper.
  2. If you’ve only watched the movies to Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, or whatever your specialty class has been paired with, be sure to read up on the subject. As cliche as it may sound, the books are better than the movies…
  3. Try and not over think the concepts you’ve been handed. I can personally attest to this. I just got out of our debate against Ravenclaw and we lost by a single vote, mostly because our concept on the subject went way over everyone’s heads and we ended up confusing more people rather than gaining their vote. Believe me when I say, “Simplicity is bliss.”

So, in addition to this lovely adventure of a class, I have moved out of the dorms entirely. I’m now in a 2-bedroom with my roommate from last year and I gotta tell you, it’s the best decision I’ve ever made, honestly. We have so much more space now and we’re not having to live on top of each other now. (Literally, we had 3 different levels in our room last year. It was insane!)

Still having some issues with my learning disabilities, but I have a way better handle on them now days. I’m getting better grades than I used to. I feel like I’m finally back on track with my life and I can’t tell you how relieved I am.

My life isn’t perfect, but I’m okay with where I’m at. I accept that there’s room for improvement, and there always is, but I’m happy with where I am.

I’m happy.

Golden Days

It has been about 3 months since I’ve blogged, give or take a few. A lot has happened since then.

For starters, I’ve successfully completed my 2nd year in college and am finally on track with my career (or at least I think so…). My roommate also now have a new place and are finally out of the dorm life. My sister has been doing college visits as well. I can’t believe how much time has passed! My boyfriend and I are still very happy with one another and will make a year in August. It has been a complete and utter dream these past couple of months.

I’m currently at my parents visiting for the summer, which has been an amazing experience as my sister and I were able to celebrate her birthday with tickets to Twenty-One Pilots! Not only did we get tickets to a sold out concert, but my parents somehow managed to get box tickets, which got us into the club attached to the venue. It was a total blast and I can finally say that I’ve been to a concert for something other than classical or country. It was also a lot of fun getting to spend time with my sister. We haven’t really gotten to hang out just the two of us in a while. Usually we either have friends or family over, but somedays you just need time with your siblings. I was glad we got to go to the concert together.

As for the next couple of weeks, I have a lot on my plate: Moving to a new apartment, my one year anniversary, and the start of a new semester at school. Things could not be going any better in my life.

For now, though, I’ve just been going through my clothes and getting rid of anything that is too small, too big, or just needs to go. Now, before you say anything about getting rid of a bunch of clothes, may I remind you that I am a 5’3″ 20-year-old who has been virtually the same size since I was 12. Needless to say I have matured and passed through many phases since I bought that twilight shirt…

No promises on when I’ll post my next blog, but I’ll try to keep you posted in the weeks to come!

News Letter!!!

Hey everyone! I’ve recently started a new blog on WordPress! So far I only have 2 posts, but I plan on doing a weekly post (or at least more than I normally do on this blog).

The Blog is http://sherlocked2016.wordpress.com. I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it! I’d love for you to comment on them as I post. I’ll definitely take suggestions as I write it. Hope all is well!

Update*

Good News:

I have been making good grades. I have loyal friends and a loving family. I have a boyfriend of 6 months that I care for deeply. I am a college student working towards my first degree.

Bad News:

Not really any at the moment, which is a first.

My sister has been in and out of the hospital with a rare respiratory condition that only effects 1 out of every something-thousand, so that was something…

It’s always an odd feeling, not having any major issues in your life at certain times, especially if you have some form of anxiety. It’s not a happy feeling nor is it sad or angry or overwhelming. It’s like you’ve just woken up from a long nap in a field. You feel a bit vulnerable, but in a non-threatening way.

You’re not worrying about what surrounds you.

You’re not worried about putting up walls and a mask to hide behind.

You’re just you.

I’ve felt like this for the past couple of weeks and it’s allowed me to focus on other aspects of my life such as family and friends.

For starters, my friends are just amazing people all together (not trying to brag or anything…). They’ve been nothing but supportive and brought me to my first Mardi Gras in New Orleans! They even made my birthday a memorable day, which would’ve normally consisted of schoolwork and/or team competitions. This year I believe there’s a T-Rex suit involved…? I can’t wait to see it all.

My family has been doing well. My grandpa has been going to treatment for his cancer and my Nana is determined that she doesn’t need a walker. Hers is currently in her closet being used as a makeshift coat rack.

My parents and sister are both going crazy trying to train our 1-year-old Labrador Retriever that is determined to turn the yard into a scale replica of the Grand Canyon. They’ve finally decided that all holes are acceptable unless they are under the fence. My father has become a master of mixing cement to fill them. The dog and him are not happy with each other, but he can usually win her over with a bowl of steak.

“If Traveling was Free, You Would Never See Me Again…”

Have you ever had a restlessness about a place?

Like you travel to one location and within 24 hours, you want to go somewhere else. Then that same feeling comes back once you reach the next destination like some vicious cycle you have no control over.

Or you plan on doing something and you get really excited, but then, once you actually have the time to complete the task, whether it’s required or not, you don’t feel the excitement anymore. You just don’t want to. You can’t bring yourself to want it.

This wanderlust, this euphoria of traveling has plagued me for years. This need for preparation but lack of motivation for tasks has been the bane of my very existence.

The need to travel has always taken over my life.

I want to follow it, but I won’t get very far.

Just my luck to have the life that doesn’t allow what I crave most…

Oh, but do I want to…

To follow those veins of ink that follow through the paper; that wind and weave in all directions, connecting and splitting like rivers of dirt and asphalt; their names calling out to me like new friends and memories that had almost been forgotten…

To put a pin on every stop I make as if there was some kind of treasure I had once buried, the pin my “X”.

My homes away from home.

My retreats that no other being would know of…

I crave it in the simplest form one can.

To travel would be complete and utter freedom from every form of imprisonment I have ever been under.

It would be a fresh start from every little bad experience I’ve encountered.

I want it.

I want to go.

I want to leave one day and just not come back.

I want to leave it all behind and jump at the chance to go somewhere I’ve never been.

To do something I’ve never done.

To live how I want to.

From a suitcase, in a new city, every week.

That’s it.

Just me, a suitcase, and a ticket to my next location.

My next Paradise.

My next Adventure…

What a selfish thought.

New Year

So, today I start to redeem myself from all the previous screw-ups that I made last year. Kinda already did that over the summer, but I’m starting to do so academically at this point. I really don’t wanna screw this up, especially since I’m taking UNIV 100 for the second time.

Yes, you read that correctly: I failed UNIV 100 last year. Even if I had passed, I would still be retaking it due to the fact that they’re wiping my record clean because my learning disabilities are so blatantly obvious.

Anyway, I figured I’d catch you all up on what’s been going on in my life.

First of all, I am across the hall from my ex-roommate, so, she’s pretty much my suite mate… if I had a suite, which I don’t. I moved to the all-girls dorm towards the center of campus due to A) Drama and B) I want to actually be able to walk when I’m 35 without a crutch (bad back; long story). My new roommate is pretty awesome. she can be chatty at times and a little cynical, but, then again, so can I, so it works out great, you see.

I am nor have I seen my ex at all so far, and I am praying that it keeps going. I’d just rather not hang my dirty laundry out in the front yard, if you know what I mean… It’s weird how when you first break up with someone, all you want to do is cry and hide away from the world and just not talk to anyone about it. Though, as you begin to socialize and hang out with people more, you start to realize how wrong you were a bout that person to begin with. You go from “I’ll never find love again!” to “Dude, I actually cried over you?! What the hell was I thinking?!” I mean, to put it in musical terms you go from “Almost Lover” to “Delicate” to “Somebody That I used to know” to “50 ways to say goodbye”… Okay, I also need to update my music, it looks like.