give me a reason to believe in love again
My valentines day wasn't as horrendous as expected. I spent the majority of the day working on my Info Hell paper which was actually quite rewarding as I got five annotations done and now have a total of ten finished. By the end of the week I hope to have 30, but that would require me to get 10 done each day in the next two days. Here's to hoping...
After working on my paper, Cindra came home and we made Spaghetti and garlic bread and valiantly conquered People crossword puzzles (or Puzzlers) while we slurped noodles. I love working on those things, I feel like I am bettering myself for my future career.
So with or without a Valentine I still managed to crawl into bed happy. Not only did I get to spend some quality time with the roommate, but I got a bubble bath, newly painted toenails, and five more annotations lifted from my chest.
This weekend I get to go home and visit my family. It's funny how I always look forward to visiting my family as a weekend of relaxation and rejuvenation... but in reality, I'm more busy in that one weekend than in the last three weekends I have spent in Eugene, combined. I want to visit my grandparents, my friends, my family, my dad. Go to church, get my hair cut, go to lunch with my mom, and spend much needed quality time with my puppy. As wonderful as these things are, they are exhausting, which makes returning home to Eugene a well needed rest from a busy weekend. But I still wouldn't trade it for the world.
I am reading "Blue Like Jazz" by Donald Miller and even tho the book was subtitled, "Nonreligious Thoughts on Christian Spirituality" (which immediately turned me off), I was surprised at what profound thoughts I've run into while reading. I definitely recommend it. It's only 14.99 at your local Barnes and Noble (shameless promoting, I know).
Anyway...
It's 10:45. Only an hour and a quarter left of February 14, 2006. I survived. Thank the God.
xoxo
After working on my paper, Cindra came home and we made Spaghetti and garlic bread and valiantly conquered People crossword puzzles (or Puzzlers) while we slurped noodles. I love working on those things, I feel like I am bettering myself for my future career.
So with or without a Valentine I still managed to crawl into bed happy. Not only did I get to spend some quality time with the roommate, but I got a bubble bath, newly painted toenails, and five more annotations lifted from my chest.
This weekend I get to go home and visit my family. It's funny how I always look forward to visiting my family as a weekend of relaxation and rejuvenation... but in reality, I'm more busy in that one weekend than in the last three weekends I have spent in Eugene, combined. I want to visit my grandparents, my friends, my family, my dad. Go to church, get my hair cut, go to lunch with my mom, and spend much needed quality time with my puppy. As wonderful as these things are, they are exhausting, which makes returning home to Eugene a well needed rest from a busy weekend. But I still wouldn't trade it for the world.
I am reading "Blue Like Jazz" by Donald Miller and even tho the book was subtitled, "Nonreligious Thoughts on Christian Spirituality" (which immediately turned me off), I was surprised at what profound thoughts I've run into while reading. I definitely recommend it. It's only 14.99 at your local Barnes and Noble (shameless promoting, I know).
Anyway...
It's 10:45. Only an hour and a quarter left of February 14, 2006. I survived. Thank the God.
xoxo