Friday, May 31, 2013

Summer Times (written 5.25)


IT’S SUMMER BITCHEZZZZZZZ!!!!
F.I.N.A.L.L.Y, the season we’ve all been waiting for, has arrived. Safe to say, this is possibly the most welcome summer of my life thus far. The last few weeks of school, between cramming for AP tests and exams, packing for summer trips, preparing for the ACT (attempt numero dos) and general life chaotic-ness has thrown my brain into a whirlwind of caffeine-fueled, adrenaline sustained, insomniac activity. Legitimately, I have felt a buzzing in my head in a few rare moments of silence or stillness from the past few weeks reminding me that my body was working in overdrive. True story.  ..Probably not that healthy but c’est la vie. IT’S SUMMER. WHO CARES?!?!
This summer is shaping up to be quite memorable. And, seeing as it’s my last summer of high school, it should be. Week by week almost everything has been planned out and I’ve got a host of frolicking and adventures primed and ready for my willing victims friends….Before I can tackle that list, though, I’ll be lazin away at our family beach house in the CUTEST town in the South and then off to heaven in the mountains of Brevard.
Just got to the beach house this evening, actually, and it’s such a welcome breath of salty-air. Not exactly a villa or upscale mansion, our house in Bay St. Louis (it’s my grandmas but all the siblings get a week of the summer) is absolutely perfect. From the beach it looks like a treehouse because it’s high up off the ground and surrounded by large oaks. I have the fondest memories of times in this house and the one that stood on the property before Katrina 8  years ago (CRAZY…already 8 years since!) The relaxed pace of the town (maybe due to the extremely slow speed limit...) and natural beauty of oaky-greenery juxtaposed with the sandy beach and constant sound of the bay waves makes summer set in. I cannot wait for later this week… the seafood, the cousins, the birthday celebration (Dad’s… 44 I think…), the sailing, the ski trips, the unsuccessful fishing… It’s gonna be GRRRRRREEEAAAAAT!  

Today (when today meant May 24 in the year of Our Lord 2013


Just so happens to have been MY LAST DAY OF SCHOOL THIS YEAR!!!! 
But driving home, my brain was just absolutely F.R.I.E.D. (If this post doesn’t make sense, I sincerely apologize.. it’s been quite a week…) So I began peering at ANYTHING and EVERYTHING I was passing by and not focusing on the road. Oops… So as I was driving, I saw a man biking furiously down the road. And as I passed him, I felt kinda sorry. I mean, poor guy. He’s got to be feeling really hot and sweaty and tired (it was 10 AM and felt like 90 jillion degrees outside) and thinking he’s working oh so hard and here I am, calm, cool and collected and bursting with excitement sitting inside the AC in my sporty Honda pilot. Then I got a bit jealous. I love road biking, especially on gorgeous days. But then I started laughing. Probably the hilarity of the biker magnified by my own brain-fried delirium.. His little legs were just so funny… and of course, in typical biker fashion, his legs weren’t so little but his arms were… and he had a bit of a gut. Typical. (I apologize for offending any bikers, think of the preceding passage as a mere comical caricature that this guy happened to be a living example of.) And now I’ll just put that story in the bowl for “worst story ever told.”
Thank you, little man on the bike, for providing such a thought provoking entry in my blog. Dear Readers, if there are any, I hope you, too will be as inspired as I am by that little man. Work hard, push yourself to choose the way less traveled (forgive the pun), but don’t forget to laugh at yourself.
Ciao for now, got some running shoes sitting in my closet calling me on a celebratory run!
XOXO, Dree.   

Only I... (written 5.23)


Would do this, OF COURSE, but I used that phrase (take a wild guess which one… the caps should help, of course) so often in my last entry that I just started looking at it all cross-eyed and twisting my head and I began thinking “WHAT IN THE WORLD DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?! AND WHY?!” Ya know how sometimes if you say or look at something too often it just stops making sense? This was one oft those. Maybe it’s the English studying I’ve been doing this evening…
So I first thought about Googling it (<3 Google), but then I didn’t want to resign myself to that yet. “I’m smart. I can figure this out.” I told myself…HA HA HA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAAAAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHHAH…ok that’s annoying. I just got into that rhythm of typing my A’s and H’s.. sorry..
So I started thinking… ‘course’ as in path, as in connected dots, so naturally, “OF COURSE” is just a way of us saying “connecting those thought processes/ideas/sentences/actions/etccc using logic you idiot, how could you not see that one of those would lead to the other”
And I was satisfied. Google it if ya want. I’m just trusting my own God-given logic on this one. Time to study. 

5.22


I’ve been studying my English all evening, and well, I just love it. I could read literature and poems all the time. Poems, really. Short stories not so much., I have many loves (the world just has so much to offer) but one of mine is poetry. American, British, French, German, Arabic, Chinese, Japanese, Taiwanese (ok never actually read one of those but I’m sure I’d like it…) doesn’t matter that style or language, if it’s a poem, GIMME.  I love it so much that, oddly enough… like this is really weird actually, I sometimes think in poetry. Like on the starting line before a track workout or just getting to my car or taking notes in class I think my thoughts IN A POEM. Why? Dunno, Sometimes I write them down. I try to…. Other times, I just put it off till later. Or other times I write them and then throw them away because they’re not that good (cheesy, brooding, ew). But the ones that HAVE been written and published for our benefit are just wonderful. 
e. e. Cummings’ Anyone lived in a pretty how town [insert]
I love e. e. He was such a free spirit and truly in a league of his own. His poetry has so much surface and so much depth. I cannot do justice with that commentary, so I will say no more except that, at the risk of sounding repetitive, I love it.
Annnnnnd now back to Wadsworth and Hughes, the poets on my exam. Goodnight.

Concentration *clap clap clap* 64 *clap clap clap* (5/21)


“No repeats *clap clap clap* or hesitation” …Such a good handgame about a difficult task.
 Who can concentrate on boring school work when there is life to be lived, air to be breathed, nature to be discovered, music to be listened to?!   I mean, once you start studying you realize, OF COURSE, that it just so happens to be the most beautiful day of the year and if-you-don’t-get-outside-then-goodness-you’re-just-gonna-die-deprived, so OF COURSE, like any rational person you first attempt to study outside, ya know fresh air.. awaken those other areas of the brain...unlock a lil extra knowledge potential from nature (yea.) OF COURSE once you emerge from your cave of studying your siblings remember that you’re alive and they invite you to play, which, OF COURSE you can’t pass up. Tell me, who can pass up a good game of dead man or booty-busters on the trampoline?! Not me! ….Especially when I have to study.. Funny how that works… once you start studying things you would usually avoid or not do so willingly suddenly become extremely inviting…weird. Let me just say, the procrastinating person unlocks dimensions of him or herself that that person never knew was there… funny how that works.. now if  you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to get back to playing guit- I mean, studying of course. 

5.20


CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM CHEM
(to the tune of the zoom-zoom thing on pitch perfect)
That’s all I’ve been doing today (Even skipped school to do it…) and so I’m gonna dedicate the rest of my night to it too. Goodnight. 

I had to write a paper (written 5.19)


on risk-taking to achieve your dreams. It was for my English final exam written portion, in the form of a synthesis essay (analyzing documents, etcc to prove a point; gross). But ever since that paper, I’ve been noticing that dream-following has become a motif in my recent (as in this week) life. Not necessarily my following the dreams, but the concept of dream following. It’s been a strange coinkydink…. a lot of conversations have taken that “what is your dream?” pathway (not a dramatic sense but ya know, conversational) and I’ve come across multiple articles while randomly skimming through the newspaper and magazines at home during my procrastination that have to do with taking the risk to follow dreams and the more recent letters I’ve gotten from colleges have been from colleges that I’d like to but didn’t think I could rEaLiStICaLly go. It’s been weird, lemme tell ya. 
But this coincidence got me thinking….deeply… “Do I follow my dreams? Oh good question.. but what are my dreams? What do I want?” and after much pensive thought, I still have ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA. And that’s perfectly ok.
I made lists though, of things I KINDA have dreams about. But I can’t pinpoint exactly 1 thing because each has pros and cons. And these lists aren’t really organized because I’m not your typical list-maker… basically this is just a compilation of my thoughts as the come across my mind. Enjoy.
College
Part of me really wants to go out of state…
The other part doesn’t because of my family..
But ya know what?! That hasn’t stopped me from DREAMING about colleges…
·         Harvard University…. HAH. I don’t even know if I could get in. But it would be SO cool to just say “I got in”
·         Or Brown… like Serena (XOXO)
·         UNC, Chapel Hill… Definitely applying there. North Carolina is my heaven on earth and I would love nothing more than to go there. I’ve got some family friends who do and it just looks and sounds like the most amazing college experience. Think about it… challenging academics, good social, outdoors activities… mountain biking, rock climbing, bouldering, paddling, hiking, trail running…the options are ENDLESS. At first I had my heart set on an Ivy League, I don’t know why. Those are insanely expensive and I’ve heard the people can be snobby (maybe some but I’m sure I could find a niche) but it was just a fun dream. Now, however, UNC has my heart.
·         Clemson…. Another one of my LOVES. I’m definitely applying there also. Everyone I know at Clemson happens to be some of my favorite people in the world and biggest role models and I just think it’s a school that attracts wonderful, smart, joyful people. And that’s who I want to be surrounded by. Oh, annnd it’s in the mountains too… And has fun football…
·         UGA.. SEC school -CHECK. Good football team -CHECK. Fun Greek life -CHECK. Near mountains -CHECK. Strong academics -CHECK. Fun people I like -CHECK. (noticing a trend here? Is it just me or has ‘check’ stopped looking like a word for any of yall? Oh wait this is my blog, so there’s no yall, it’s just me, silly goose.)
o   Main problem with all of the schools I’ve listed is MONEY. I’m pretty sure I could get in to at least the latter 3 because my grades have been good, mostly… (Ivy’s probably wouldn’t like the C and B in the math section on my transcript…dang geometry… I’m good at it now, just then it was SO hard…). I’m about to take the ACT again (been actually preparing for it this time) so hopefully I can get a few points higher than last time (aiming for a 34-35)  but really, money is an issue. I’m just going to apply for plenty of scholarships etcc for wherever I go just to see if I can get to any of these places because, well, with 8 kids my parents aren’t going to be able to send me away without some serious financial stress and I’m not going to do that to them… But dreams are about risks, and I won’t know unless I try, SO I’m going to try.
·         LSU… GEAUX TIGERS!!!! I dreamed about going there from when I was younger, but now, I just don’t know. A lot of my friends are planning to go there and probably will, and I’d love to be with them, but part of me also wants the freedom of separation to enable myself to grow more fully. Maybe that’s just ridiculous but c’est la vie. LSU DOES have one of the top (if not the best) landscape architecture schools in the country and they offer lots of opportunities to study abroad, both of which are major factors in my college choices (I have no idea what major I’d like but landscape architecture seems like a good fit for me).
·         Texas A&M
·         Baylor University- I’ve got some friends who will KILL me if I don’t apply there… so keeping that one on the list. And they’ve got a nice rock gym and a decent fashion program, which are both big pluses for MOI!
Other dreams… because college isn’t the only thing to dream about
·         Mission work.
o   I don’t know if I want to take a year off between highschool and college or wait until after college, but I want to dedicate at least half if not more than a year to mission work. Don’t know which organization, don’t know where. It can be here, Haiti, Thailand, or India; anywhere where there is a need I want to fill it.
·         World hunger
o   I want to end it. Not single handedly, but I want to do my best to fix world hunger. I don’t know how. But I think there’s definitely something to be found in sustainability researching (hello biology/landscape architecture/environmental engineering) and I’d like to work to find it. It’s an issue that stems from poverty which stems from lack of education. Basically, can I just fix all of the world’s problems? That’s why part of me wants to be a teacher, but the problem with that is teacher salaries are so low that I don’t know how helpful I’d be able to be. But then again, if you don’t start somewhere nothing ever gets done, so maybe starting small is the way to go. I’m gonna pray on it. 
·         Health
o   I believe in health. Not for being skinny, just for being ‘right.’ For people to feel well, live their lives to their fullest potentials, be happier and able to contribute more fully to our world. No, I don’t want to be a doctor, but maybe a nutritionist or dietician. I have this dream to open up a place that combines my passions into one business… It’s a health food/local food shop and restaurant+yoga/yogalates/cross-fit studio+physical therapy/alternative medicine center, completely energy efficient, with a roof top garden. SOUNDS like a giant clinic, and maybe it would be, eventually, but I’d like to start it out as something small. I’d want it to be a place where people of all backgrounds could come together to work on their fitness and wellbeing with a sense of community. It would have both indoor and outdoor sessions, offer classes in cooking and nutrition as well as yoga, crossfit and other exercise programs, offer physical therapy and alternative medicine (acupuncture, etcc) and just promote healthy lifestyle. Then, I’d want to take annual or semi-annual trips with the staff to either areas around the country or other countries as mission trips to promote and enable better, more healthy qualities of life for lots of other people. It’s a big dream, I know, but it just is everything I want in a career… people, health, helping, activity, outdoors, challenge, creativity…  
·         Family
o   I want a big, happy family. I don’t need us to be rich, or live in a certain part of town. I just want us to be happy and loving and have fun with eachother. And I want my husband and I to love eachother in the same way I’ve seen my own parents…
·         Careers… there’s too many (not just that super-health studio thing)
o   Fashion design… I have drawn pages and pages of dresses and pieces…. Just can’t give up on that yet…
o   Other stuff but there’s no time.. more later.

Live in such a way that you don’t need wishes because you’ve made them come true already. I’ve got big dreams and I plan on making them come true. 

Bonne Verre


I discovered a beautiful new way to drink water. It’s been around since the cave men first captured water to drink or maybe just since the first hillbillies canned their pickled crow gizzards. But, for me, I’m a new convert to this way of drinking, and I must say, I’m never going back.  
 3 Syllables. 2 words. 1 beautiful invention. Ladies and Gentleman: the Mason Jar.
It all started when there were no more glasses from which I could drink as they were all dirty or dirtier (7 siblings, 10 person household, it happens) and there was one lone jar sitting in a cabinet. And I thought to myself, YOLO. And from the moment I had raised that jar to my lips, my life was forever changed.
There is just something about the way water washes downward from that gorgeous glass and fills ones’ [insert scientific term for mouth, in Latin, to sound be cool] with tiny trickles of tasty sustenance. Tap water is good. But tap water from a mason jar?! You could serve THAT to the Queen!
I mean, really. Water from a mason jar just tastes better. End of Story. Contest it all you want, you Voss drinkers, Brita filter fans, Fiji fanatics or Smart Water suckers. Good ole’ mason jars do the trick. And they do it better than any other.  
“I’m not usually a water-drinker. But when I do, I drink from a mason jar.” –The Most Interesting Man in the World
Take it from Mr. Fascinating, he never lies.
**the above information was 100% factual, objective information gleaned from a very objective, well-informed source. If you would like to cite it in a research paper, however, I don’t highly advise it**

Catch up


Me to Myself: (yes I’m talking to myself, don’t worry ‘bout it) Get with it, self. What is your problem?! You make this resolution to write in a blog everyday for a year and then you skip OVER week. Do you have something else going on?! Are you having an affair with your textbooks?!
Well, I would like to apologize. Pardonez-moi. Je regrette, je n’ai pas le temps pour blogging. J’ai etudie beaucoup pour mes examens ca derrier semain. My school-work has so consumed my personal life that I’ve done very little outside of printing off new study guides for various subjects and reflecting upon whatever I had studied lately. What a prioritization issue!  BLOG BEFORE ALL-G. (internal rhyme just makes life better). I will have you know, although you already do, Self, that my life has not been completely devoid of naught but studying. Other things have happened in the last week or so.
The following posts are a few highlights. 

Thursday, May 16, 2013

thankfulness

It started out as a day like any other..except for the cardiology appointment I had in the morning. So much was riding on the results of this appointment that I could feel myself, usually the epitome of calm cool and collected (that's a lie..most people would say I'm probably one of the most energetic and obnoxious people ever at times. eh. touche.)  And then I went to the wrong hospital. Like completely wrong side of town.

**In my defense my doctor had scheduled my appointment and I'd just said yessir and walked out of THAT appointment in a half state of shock. I'm a runner. WE don't need cardiologists. Cardiologists need us...when we die (because our hearts are stronger.sup.) sooooo I was, safe to say, a little scared and not paying attention to WHERE the cardiologist was; I just knew I was going there...**

Well eventually I DID find the cardiologist and went in to see whether my life would be forever changed. (oooh the melodrama)

and it wasn't. because there's NOTHING wrong with me. how anti-climatic.

THANK GOD!!!!!

THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK GOD!!!!!!!THANK you, God. 

and I mean that in prayer. 100% serious. Thank you, Father in heaven. 

In fact I'm at such a level of nothing-wrong-ness that the doctor said I'm one of the healthiest patients he's had...and I'm actually way above the 90th percentile (if that's possible) for healthiness. Basically I am health. okay not really because I pass out when I run races so that mean's there's SOMETHING wrong with me...just not my heart. and I'm perfectly comfortable with that knowledge.

Some days Life gives you lemons and you have to make lemonade. Others you can't even gather the energy to make the lemonade.Or sprinkle the lemon with sugar. Or even do anything except cry because the lemon is too sour. Others you expect lemons or thorns from good ole Life and he hands you a piece of chocolate cake ...with ice cream and a cherry on top.


Today, thankfully, was the latter day.

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

SO

SoI've thought, prayed, thought some more, prayed more, given up, forgotten, and then remembered again this goal of mine: to track my personal progress and decisions  over a year. To have something, some way to leave a footprint or reminder of what this year was like that doesn't involve scandal or anyone knowing about this except myself and maybe a friend or two if I share it.

I've decided to embark upon a journey of unknown twists and turns and likely (hopefully..) personal growth. I will blog for 365 days. REALLY. This is completely legit. The days I cannot access internet (as there will be some, especially this summer while I'm in the carolinas..I mean heaven) I'll journal and up date later....bottom line is I'm going to be doing a lot of writing.

This is for me, personally, to track who I am now and what I become in a year, hopefully to laugh at myself, reminisce on this year, and continue a journey into being me.

 If you happen to be reading this and don't know me and came across this by accident, I apologize if I'm weird or strange or insult or offend you. Actually I don't apologize if I'm weird or strange because everyone is and you should appreciate my..."uniqueness." I hope you laugh. I hope this brings you joy (it's a greater gift than happiness.. happiness is fleeting, joy remains) and that if you are a random reader know you're welcome to look and pass me by and forget. But you're also more than welcome to stay. Have a cup of tea and a crumpet and welcome to my life.