I've delayed writing this until now. I wasn't in a good place on Friday and I can't say that I'm exactly in a good place today either but it's better.
What happened that I jumped into the abyss?
I was pushed.
I know that everyone I told about the date wants to know how it went and I thought it went well. I let the girls do my hair and make-up to make me look really good, or at least that's what they told me. In fact, here's a picture, you can judge for yourself how good or bad I looked. My hair was all curly in its long 3 toned glory and I was even wearing lipstick....
Anyway, I came back happy that night. Okay maybe more like just content. I mean I wasn't completely won over by the guy but he wasn't complete trash like the last blide date I was on either. He was sweet and funny but I felt that I still didn't know much about him and I looked forward to that.
The next morning, as expected I get a text from one of the girls who set me up on the date. She was supposed to find out what he thought and maybe anything else like that. What she got from him pushed me off the thread of hope that I clung to and into abyss. Apparently I'm not good enough for him and we'll leave it at that. I'm not going to throw any trash around about his lost opportuninty. I'm just going to get over it and move one like I have with everything else that takes my glimpses of hope and smashes them like shatter proof glass into tiny incoherent pieces.
Moving on from that depressing topic...
Last week was alright other than Friday. The sun was out and the heat was almost to a summer point. All the cherry blosoms bloomed all over campus, leaving little white petals everywhere almost like an agreeable version of snow. I picked up a handful today and I was going to take a picture of it but I didn't have my camera with me. I'll be sure to get one for next week though.
St. Patrick's day was last Saturday and left me feeling a little sick after bacon, sausage, fried potatoes, eggs, Guiness cupcakes and cinnamon bread. I'll admit that I burnt some bacon and set off the fire allarm in the french house where I was cooking with the girls. There was no actual fire but some very very crispy pieces of bacon. I felt horrible.
On the upside of that day, I found this on the sidewalk on campus and I thought that I would share it with all of you out there who are reading.
I've been working on some projects for school and things are starting to pack themselves together. I feel like I can barely keep my head above water somedays but I'm going to make it through. I'm working for the summer. I'm working so that I can go play with a bunch of kids at camp and get paid to do it. It's going to be amazing!
Next weekend I'm going to a friend's house for her birthday. We're going to an art museum and to see the Hunger Games movie because we're both big fans. I'm really excited. Then from there I've got a month left of school and I'll be heading back to Michigan for around six weeks before I leave for Maine.
What have I done to my life to make it move so fast? I feel like time is being pulled out from underneath me and as soon as I'm nearly caught up, it goes away again. This pace is definitely not my thing.
So for all of you out there actually reading this thing, thanks.
I'm glad that my blog is at least good enough for someone's enjoyment.
As always,
Blessed Be
p.s.
The title of this week's post is the name of a song from the Hunger Games Soundtrack by The Secret Sisters. You should look it up.
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