Monday, January 24, 2011

Hello, Adventure...

I'm about to go on a wonderful adventure!

If you follow my blog, or talk to me, or stalk me on know that I went to England/Wales in June. And you also know that I fell in love with Swansea, Wales. Some of you may even know that someone very special to me lives in that city too.
This could turn into the longest blog ever. I mean, we all know I can ramble on like a crazy person for a good long while......................but I'm not going to. Not this time.
The short version is this: There was a lot of thought, prayer, hope and strife that got me to this adventure. I'm going back to Wales and I'm applying to three different graduate schools. I'm going to finish a book and a play (and hopefully Katie and I will get published this year), I'm going to study, wander, love and pillage. Well, okay, I probably won't pillage. Or maybe I just won't blog about my pillaging while I'm over there!
I'm going to give it a try. I won't be gone long. But, hopefully, I'll be gone long enough to make it work. If not, I will return to the States and apply to graduate schools in New England. And that very special person might be applying for graduate schools too. Who knows?
I didn't make resolutions this year. But, I do have some goals. Figure out what I want to be when I grow up, start a Masters program, and stop being in a long distance relationship. (Cause it would be super awesome to live in the same country as or there)
This probably raised more questions than answered them. But, know that I'm happy. This is the coolest thing I think I've ever done and I'm stupid excited. The idea of studying English literature in Britain makes my head spin. So does the idea of being with my guy. But, that part is probably another blog.
I am hugely blessed, my friends. I can't wait to see where this adventure takes me. I can't wait to share it with all of you!


Tuesday, January 18, 2011

One time...

I was in the second grade. We lived in Redondo Beach, California. I was walking home from school one day and I passed by an apartment complex that had a bunch of trucks around it. I guess the complex had hired a company to come and trim back all the trees on the property.
There was one branch that have fallen in the middle of the sidewalk. It was a pretty big branch! I don't remember what came over me. I don't remember what went through my mind...but, this is what I remember:

I dragged that tree branch all the way home and asked my mom if I could take it into the backyard. She didn't seem too thrilled about the idea, but I think she was mostly confused about why I would want to do such a thing.

Again, I don't remember what my thought process was. But, I do remember what I told my mom when she asked me why I had brought the tree limb home.

"It shouldn't have to die alone."

The End.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Dear Texas,

Stop it. I'm cold and not in the mood for snow. Why are you acting like Utah? I mean, I don't care if you grow mountains like Utah. That sounds pretty awesome. I miss the mountains.
But, I don't miss the snow. So, stop it. Please. I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but you should know that I'm not the only one annoyed by your behavior.

Thank you,