Everyday there is something new to learn. Yesterday I learned how to use my imagination, even though I am almost nineteen. The little one I baby-sit, Aliona, decided that we should have a snowball fight. Of course, being that it was eighty degrees out, and the beginning of June, I asked how this was possible. She merely looked at the kitchen floor ( Read more... )

If I have learned nothing amazing summer but what I learned today, I am confident that I shall get through in this life. On a Wednesday, finally starting my work week, I am graced with this new knowledge that Heffalumps are actually quite harmless. In Pooh’s new movie, I met Lumpy and now know that the are fabulous creatures that we should all be ( Read more... )

I, indeed, hit an opossum. I did not mean to. I thought it was lying dead, but in fact one was dead and one was very much alive. As my car bumped over it, a wave of sickness was blown over me, realizing for the first time I had killed an animal. Of course, there was that time last summer when Brittany had killed two raccoons at the same time, so I ( Read more... )

Memorial days spent at barbeques are the most complete days you could spend of your life. Especially surrounded by people you love. Family memorial days at home were always amazing, and I find myself constantly missing them when there are decisions to be made. A perfect memorial day starts with sleeping in. Then, you are awakened to find that your ( Read more... )

Memories that are forgotten and then rediscovered can be detrimental to your health. Reading through my “Reasons to be Happy” book that I started in 2003, I learn about things I had forgotten had happened to me. Number 180, and how important he has become to me since the day I wrote that. Number 241. “Him telling me that I make him smile when he is ( Read more... )

Seldom does a day go by where I just want to right until my heart is so full of understanding of my own life that I feel as though I might burst. Today was one of those days, but Aliona pulled me to and fro through her yard, threatening my tired eyes by slowly edging towards the pond time and time again without my knowledge. The fish are cute, ( Read more... )

“Were you nervous?” Perhaps I was, but admitting it would end the childish game I liked playing. My breathing buddy enjoyed toying with me, and I enjoyed being toyed with. It was not up for a discussion. It was held beneath the surface, untouched after our strict discussion that we could not, would not, date as a result of both of our pasts within ( Read more... )

It’s always something new. Children present new games and ideas every day. Today, I learned that the living room is an elevator, and that in “Shrek Operation” there are 29 floors. The sixth floor is for sleeping, numbers one and two do not have elevator access, and if you’d like to go to the veterinarian with your puppy that’s on the seventeenth ( Read more... )

It’s nice that sometimes you can pick up the phone and talk to someone for hours and not even realize that time has ticked itself away. Talking long distance is a blast-especially when you are talking to the love of yours that lives in MA and is wasting the day away painting her apartment--and that seems to be taking forever ( Read more... )

There are times in your life that are meant to be stressful, and there are other times that are meant to be “chill times.” I believe I am at the crucial point in between the two, since I have stopped being stressed out in schoolwork but my summer jobs are rapidly beginning to fill my days with three and four year olds. Not that money is bad thing ( Read more... )