Time

Sometimes I wonder why time seems to go by so slow and so fast at the same time

Then I have to remind myself to enjoy every minute of it. There is excitement in not knowing things that will happen in the next part of my life, but at the same time I wish I could fast forward a little bit to see how things would turn out. Time goes by especially slow when you think you have a pretty good idea of how things will turn out, but you just have to let things take their course. Time is frustrating. And so are people. I will just have to wait. I have come to the conclusion that I am just impatient.

Merry Christmas

Christmas was great this year. I got a lot of books, watched lots of basketball, and spent a lot of time with family and friends.

Oh and did I mention that tomorrow I am going to Phoenix to see my Suns and Steve Nash play? Best christmas present of all. I could not be more excited. 5 days, 2 games, and warm weather :)

Reasons

looking back at this past week makes me tired

this has been a roller coaster of a week

for so many different reasons

some of those reasons are good/bad/happy/sad

i'm grateful for hard times

and for people that care about me

most of all i'm happy its the start of a new week

ps. Christmas is this week

I hope you didn't forget

Merry Christmas

Books are an Obsession

"Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers." ~Charles W. Eliot

Books are an obsession. I would rather buy books than clothes

or sometimes food

Current reads: Tale of Two Cities, Sense and Sensibility, and the Scarlet Pimpernel.

Just finished: Half the Sky, The Book Thief, The Agony and the Ecstasy, and Enders Game.

Someday I will have a library big enough to hold all of the books I can read.

e. e. cummings

Lately I have grown an interest in poetry. This poem by e. e. cummings was a favorite of mine during high school and something made me think of it recently. I never thought of myself of taking a strong liking to poetry, however I find e. e. cummings poems rather beautiful.

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

-e.e. cummings

Can you keep a secret?

I sometimes dream of living in a different country

Learning a different language

learning a different culture

loving something that is not familiar at first

someday

soon

Thanks to the Giving

I have the cutest cousins.... that's all.