Welcome back to the blog. Haaaay.
So, it's senior year. I live with freshman, I'm making art in Senior Seminar, I'm trying to write and learn about art in other classes, I'm learning a lot about myself and my friends, I'm thinking about my future, I'm enjoying college like a Freshman, as a senior. Life is good.
Making : art. period. a stupid amount of art, and not very good stuff to begin with. some gems, but mostly crap.
Cooking : .. um. what? #freshmandormprobsDrinking : coffee and tea, always.
Reading: art history textbooks... eating that stuff up.
Wanting: the best for my ladies, the best for me, sometimes very different things.
Looking: ..at potential jobs and internships ..forward to thanksgiving ..away from negativity.
Wasting: opportunities to sleep. Who needs sleep? Not the freshman.. so not me either.
Sewing: ...seeds in the minds of freshman?? Hopefully.
Wishing: for time to relax. Like real time, you know? Without thinking about things in the back of my mind that I have to do. Real relaxation time.
Enjoying: learning the new slang words. Did you know bae stands for before anyone else?? Me either. #freshman
Waiting: dessert. lets be honest.
Liking: people who care deeply about others. I'm starting to notice this, and it really is a good trait.
Wondering: is the first year after you graduate college like the freshman year of the rest of your life?
Loving: sleep. It's a luxury.
Hoping: for my girls to learn a lot and grow a whole bunch this year.
Marveling: over our God. His power, His hand in our lives, and His infinite wonder.
Needing: sleep. coffee. time.
Smelling: nothing really... flu season, you know.
Wearing: flannel. socks and birkenstocks. moccasins. fall things.
Following: the examples of my fellow RAs. They really wonderful people and much needed in my life.
Noticing: my selfishness. needing to fix it. praying about it.
Knowing: that the rest of this year is not in my hands.. it's in His. and what a lovely thought that is.
Thinking: not a lot. Mostly just feeling.
Bookmarking: The Creatives Club (my most recent bookmark) as a jumping off point?
Opening: my mind, heart and eyes to the outside world.
Giggling: at most everything freshman do. In a loving way, of course.
Playing: music, playgrounds, sports, with friends.
Feeling: loved, cared for, watched over, satisfied. 