Just My Brain

 Literally my thoughts spilled out onto the screen:

I have a horrible red spot on my face that keeps coming and going in the same place. It's like a zit but far below the surface... HELP ME.

TMI?

Well I'm just studying some French vocab right now...well, "studying"...and blogger was calling my name. Sometimes I miss my old Tumblr until I remember how I love this blog so much I can almost cuddle up to it. Tumblr was more like a pretty arrangement of things that weren't mine.

I want to type the way my mind is working right now so that I might remember to think in French during the Summer.

Me: "Je suis allee. I was going. J'allais. I went."
Me:  "Now cut out the fat."
Me: "Je suis allee. J'allais."
Me: "Je suis allee au centre commercial. J'allais souvent. J'aimais achete des vetements quand j'avais l'argent. C'etait une bonne utilisation du temps quand j'avais besoin de temps seul. Je pouvais pense et creer. Oui, la centre commercial etait amusant, mais la gym etait mieux. J'ai couru a la gym six fois par semaine."

Nonsense? Maybe. Necessary nonsense? Yes.

I'm a nutrition major working on my DH license who loves language. It works. I'll make this work.

Need

Things I crave with all of my being:

A mission trip somewhere I could really HELP
- This is the reason why I am becoming a dental hygienist. It is a skill I could take with me to people in need of healthcare.

A fluent tongue in le francais 
-French is going to be my major after I get my associates in hygiene. Combined with some Spanish classes, I will be set for travelling and communicating with a lot of people.

A raaaace
-Give me a 5k or give me a half marathon. I want to run with other runners.

My Love

"Words don't have the capacity to describe the feeling. It sounds like...Fader by The Temper Trap...or Taxi Cab by Vampire Weekend. I am really loving this. I want the future to keep it for me. Music sounds better and I'm happy to be tired."

This was my blog post on March 30, 2011. The night me and Ryan had our (second) first kiss. For those of you who don't know our story it started off pretty rough. We dated junior year of high school and then literally did not say one word for each other for an entire year afterwards. In fact, if I ever saw him going my direction in the hallways at school I would do anything I could to avoid his gaze, dart to the bathroom, find someone to say hi to, rummage through my backpack, etc. I won't tell the tale of WHY things were so bad between us, but they were pretty broken.
So a year went by and one day I apologized to him, not expecting anything in return. I had been taunted by dreams that whole year of us becoming friends again and things being set straight. Then I would wake up and midway through my morning shower realize it had only been a dream. I had to do something. Ryan and I then started talking like friends again, both saying sorry for the way we had acted towards each other. A couple months later, he kissed me. And here we are. I love him. 

CONSUMER CULTURE

Before I really get into this paper I'm writing for English, I want to paste a quote that really caught my attention. The subject we are writing about currently is advertising and how it effects culture, us Americans particularly. This is from an excerpt I read in Consumer Culture and Postmodernism.

Rather than reflexively adopting a lifestyle, through tradition or habit, the new heroes of consumer culture make lifestyle a life project and display their individuality and sense of style in the particularity of an assemblage of goods, clothes, practices, experience, appearance and bodily dispositions they design together into a lifestyle. The modern individual within consumer culture is made conscious that he speaks not only with his clothes, but also with his home, furnishings, decoration, car and other activities which are to be read and classified in terms of the presence and absence of taste. The preoccupation with customizing a lifestyle and a stylistic self-consciousness are not just to be found among the young and affluent; consumer culture publicity [advertising] suggests that we all have room for self-improvement and self-expression whatever our age or class origins. (page 86)

This hit me good in the chest.


Here are some companies that represent the lifestyle I am trying to mold for myself:
Subaru
Nike
North Face
J Crew


...That doesn't feel like a lot. But those are what I know to be branded in my head as something I need to be a part of. I feel so exposed by this post! Hopefully things are as I predict and out of my followers only a couple read my page. Liberate me!

PREACH

I'm going on a preaching rant, stepping to the pulpit. 
I'll tell ya, working out and eating right are the key to life. Enjoying nature and the countless activities offered by it make every season exciting. Every time I go snowboarding, hiking, running, climbing, etc., it is a new challenge and a totally worthwhile experience. I'm no daredevil and I find it difficult to let go of my insecurities and doing these things help me to break out little by little. Making it a group adventure is even better than going it alone! I love everyone I have gotten to know through being active and I have some of my best memories from the times I've had with other people.

Being healthy makes everything else easier. Sickness becomes a rarity, the mind thinks more clearly, depression can be overcome and confidence rises.

I'm not perfect, but I am proud of my health choices these days. I have always wanted to be healthy, but didn't fully act on my goals until this year at SUU. I have tripled my daily running mileage, I go to the gym 5-6 days a week, I have learned countless workouts from classes and I manage a pretty good diet.

Today I ran both at the gym and around campus, did some biking, went to the usual aerobics class I do four days a week and then finished off with weights. I also talked wellness with my roomie and we discussed food and nutrition. We always get so into these conversations!! I love this stuff. I'm on the path to wellness. I love my body, mind and spirit. I don't think I could ever get bored with this ever-progressing life.

I Like Making Lists

slrrrr
yoga mat
running shoes
water bottle
open mind
positive outlook
diversity
good friends
a cozy bed


All I need.

My Hair Length Really Matters To Me

This is what I call progression and satisfaction. I cannot wait for my hair to be long like Rapunzel's.
After one year of awkward hair lengths (mid-length hair in between long and short is NOT awkward guys. Cut all your hair off and you will see that too.) and tempting hair dressers trying to get me to dye and style my hair all sorts of ways, I have succeeded to get my hair back into an even length and back to its natural color. YES!

This is going to be my hair in a few years

VVV