The bookworm in me

That describes exactly how I feel as I request book after book from the library.

I recently read Katie Couric's new book The Greatest Advice I Ever Got.  It was the perfect book for me as I'm contemplating changing my major.  I am always on the lookout for a good book though.

Do any of you have suggestions?

Hope your four day work week is moving a little more quickly than mine.

Always,

L.A.

The minute I heard my first love story,

I started looking for you, not knowing

how blind that was.

Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.

They’re in each other all along.

Poem by Rumi (1207-1273)

A memorial day rainbow

A little taste of So Dak beauty for all of you unfamiliar to it.

This beautiful rainbow graced our skies yesterday after a few days of my favorite weather.

(I love the rain.)

Wonderful, isn't it?

Always,

L.A. 

A dedication to my someday someone

This song.  Oh. my.  How accurately captures the mood I'm in today.  The lyrics echo my own thoughts so well I want to copy and paste every last one of them here for you to see.  In fact I think I will.

I dedicate this song to my someday someone.  The man whose hands were meant to hold mine.  In the words of the Civil Wars:

Why are you so far from me?

In my arms is where you are to be
How long will you make me wait?
I don't know how much more I can take
I missed you but I haven't met you
Oh but I want to
How I do
Slowly counting down the days
Till I finally know your name
The way your hand feels round my waist
The way you laugh, the way your kisses taste
I missed you but I haven't met you
Oh but I want to
How I do
How I do
I've missed you but I haven't met you
Oh how I miss you but I haven't met you
Oh but I want to
Oh how I want to
Dear whoever you might be
I'm still waiting patiently

Like the song says: "Dear whoever you might be, I'm still waiting patiently." 

Love Always,
L.A.

Success

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Isn't that the truth though?

Life can be tough.

That goes with out saying.  We struggle throughout it with various things.  We struggle all the time.

But at the end of the day if we've changed just one life for the better, well in my book, that makes it all worth it.  Besides, all those struggles make us who we are.

And who'd want to be anyone else?

Always,

L.A.

Shout out to anyone who happens to find themselves here

Pst.

Pssst.

Psssssssssssssssssssssst.

Hey, you.

Yeah, you, the person reading this right now.

I just want you to know that I really appreciate every word you've ever read of mine.  Seriously. Every. single. word.  I'd also really love if you'd leave a comment and let me know who you are, what you think, or what you'd like to know or hear more about.

I'm all ears. (err, eyes?) Promise.

Always,
L.A.


ps: I've emerged more cool headed after yesterday's "my-possible-dream-major-is-at-another-school-and-I-don't-want-to-leave-my-school" meltdown.  I think I'm going to just stay where I'm at for now.  Granted I'm going to have to completely revamp my current class schedule for this coming fall semester, but I'm actually kind of excited about it.

Facebook creeping and finding a major

I was just facebook creeping an old friend of mine from camp who I knew ended up graduating with an English major.  (No judgement please. I know you're all secret facebook creepers too.)  Turns out she graduated with a degree in "English for New Media".

My intrest was peeked.  I went to her alma mater's website and looked into the coursework involved.

And it was just what I've been looking for.

Oh, shit.  I have a feeling I've just accidentally opened up a can of worms I wasn't expecting.

Always,
L.A.

My favorite days

I've always loved rainy days.  I love sitting inside on a rainy day, lounging in my family's laz-e-boy chair looking out the patio door to the wondrous scene on the other side of the glass.  There I make myself rather comfortable with a good book.  Or a favorite movie.  Or just with my favorite warm blanket.

There in that chair I find myself being the most me.  And I love this.  Oh so much.

Always,
L.A.

Wanderlust

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Today I've done a bit of looking in to studying abroad.  Europe is oh so enticing.  I even google-mapped out all the adventures I dream of going on.  A fourteen hour car ride would be more than worth a trip to Italy.  Besides, long car rides make the best memories.

Who wants to travel the world with me? Where shall we go?

There's so much beauty out there. Let's experience it all.

Always,
L.A.

When times get tough, I must remember to...

Thinking back...

Today was graduation day at my old high school. It's so hard to believe that it was about a year ago that I was in their shoes. That day seems like so long ago, but at the same time just like yesterday. I kinda miss you, my class of 2011. I hope you sometimes think of me. I know I'll never forget you.

Always,
L.A.

My graduating class.

Thoughts on the future...

 

Yesterday I had a minor breakdown while thinking about the future.

I went to my school's website and printed off a list with every available major on it. I went through every. single. major. and crossed out one by one those that held no appeal for me. I ended up with my current major. (English.) And one I've been secretly considering. (Journalism.)


And then I started freaking out. big time. because those majors aren't "safe" majors. Earlier this year I decided I wanted to be a high school English teacher. That way I could have a job with holidays and weekends and summers off, all the while being able to work with literature and writing. (Aka: my favorite subjects.) (Oh. And notice how safe that career would be?)


But as of late I've started dangerously dreaming about life as a writer (but what kind of writer?) in the city.

Not some tiny Midwestern city. I want the bright lights of New York or Boston or hell even Chicago would do. (Oops. There's my damn potty mouth again.) The problem with this BIG DREAM of mine is pretty evident to me though.

I've never really spent time in a big city. I mean I went to Chicago for a band trip in high school, (yep. i was a band geek among other things. i played clarinet.) but that was a very touristy trip and years ago. I have no idea if I'm meant for city life. And frankly, I'm scared to find out.

My friend Ashley and I were having a discussion about this yesterday as well, and she kept encouraging me to suck it up and give journalism a try.

"You could live in New York," she said.

"We'll see," I said.

"You can't just 'we'll see' your dreams."

But I am.

At least for now. Unfortunately I've somehow managed to let fear get a hold of me.
And for now, it's winning this battle.

Always,
L.A.

Sometimes I feel the need to use profanities

Life. It's just so. damn. beautiful.

You can't help but have a smile on your face as you muddle through it.

Always,

L.A.

Dancing and Dishes

Dear man who will never be too cool to hold my hand,

I hope that you will also never be too sophisticated to dance and sing with me while doing dishes.

Because dishes are a dreaded task. But with song and dance, no matter how goofy or terrible one may look or sound when singing or dancing, dishes are fun. And although you don't know it yet, you someday will learn that I love to have fun.

The way I see it, life's too short to be bored.

Love always,
me

One of those days

I'm lacking inspiration as of late.

Ever been in one of those moods where you just want to lock yourself in your house and watch sappy chick flicks in your pajamas all day?

Yep. I'm having one of those days.

Always,
L.A.

Maybe Van Gogh wasn't completely crazy...

“Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well.”
-Vincent Van Gogh

Put it on my someday shopping list

Yep.  That's me.

Not really a clue in the world as to what I want to do with my life,
but what I do know who I want to be. And that woman I want to be someday?
That woman shall be remarkable.

I'm far from a material person, but when I think of this woman I want to become,
certain possessions often come to mind.

The woman I will someday be shall own:

   -A beautiful bicycle to keep me honest

 -A polaroid camera to fight the perfectionist in me

 -A passport that will allow me to travel the world

 -A grand piano so I will never stop learning
                                                       (I've always wanted to learn to play piano.)

 -A typewriter for when I feel like doing things the old fashioned way

 -An iphone for when I don't

But alas how important are things? There are more valuable things in life.
This I realize.

But hey, a girl can dream.

Always,
L.A.

Hang on tight

Things have been absolutely crazy for me as of late.  Unfortunately, that means little to no time to sit down and write.  But that also means adventures and cherished memories galore.

In the past week I've finished my freshman year of college, pulled two consecutive all-nighters, celebrated the end of this year with some amazing people, had an old guy buy drinks for me and some friends because we simply agreed with him, partook in a random dance party around a ping-pong table to the light of a strobe-light from a friends phone, woke up early enough to seen the sun rise, said goodbye to new friends, reunited with old friends, tried to become a morning person, and started a new job.

So yeah, I apologize for not keeping you quite as updated as I would have liked to, but that's life.

Sometimes you can't even stop to take a picture.

You just have to hang on and enjoy the ride.

Always,

L.A.

P.S. Last week I was also reminded of an important life lesson:

       No matter what anyone tries to tell you, you're never too old to play dress up.

Strawberries & Hairspray

I just spent my evening chopping strawberries while having a Hairspray dance party with my little sisters.  This is just one of the many reasons I love my family...

I am so blessed.

Always,

L.A.

Time flies when you're having fun

Woah. I am done with my first year of college. How did that happen?
I have grown so much over the past year.

But more on that later, I've got an end of the year party to go to.
Oh, and I'm going to see this really great guy there.

Always,
L.A.

Somebody that I used to know

"But you didn't have to cut me off

Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing"

This song reminds me of somebody I used to know, or at least thought I knew.

I hope he's doing well.

Always,

L.A.

p.s. Is this not an amazing cover or what?

In other news...

I hate chemistry.

Always,
L.A.