So Suzanne got engaged today. I guess Jeff asked dad's permission or whatever and things are in the works. Woot woot!
That sentence looks so weird.
I wonder what it'll be like... that whole wedding thing. Who will be invited? Where will it take place? All good questions.
That's it. I'm tired and have a cold. I just thought this was mentionable.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
New Year! Same Me?
Let's first look back at this past year. My resolutions were:
:) 1. Train diligently for my first half marathon.
:) (Barely) 2. Finish my first Half-Marathon in May.
:/ (Did until I quit) 3. Do ceramics at least 4 hours every week to improve skill and technique.
:/ (Did until I quit) 4. Furnish my apartment with my own ceramic dishes.
:) (That was vague) 5. Lose some fat and get into better shape.
:( (Forgot about this) 6. Work on mental exercises, visualization, positive thinking and reinforcement.
:) (Bad idea though) 7. Work harder and play harder.
:/ (Still working on it) 8. Have a healthy relationship with food.
9. Learn and practice self-control.
:( (Does passive aggressive count?) 10. Be more assertive when planning and talking with Bruce.
:( (Not my fault)11. Get my thesis plan hammered out and start collecting samples by June 1st.
So what did we learn here? The things I failed in were because 1. I didn't deem it worthy of my time, 2. I forgot, 3. It involved someone else.
So this year... I won't be vague. I will decide ahead of time if it's worthy of my time and I won't forget. Also.. I'm not going to make 11 of them.
1. Have a healthy relationship with food.
2. Lose 1 pound a week until I graduate. I'm starting out at 168. Therefore by Feb 5st: 163, March 5th: 159, April 9th: 155, April 30th: 152. It's feasible, a healthy amount and won't drive me completely insane. 16 pounds is a good goal for me.
3. Diligently train for the Himalayas and help Borsy with his half-marathon.
4. Work on positive thinking, visualization and alternative health. (Self-confidence, health, success, happiness, fulfillment, etc.)
5. When I get back from the Himalayas, maintain my body weight at 150 pounds (+/- 3)
6. Rock it out in Houston!
Hugs and Kisses!
Sam
:) 1. Train diligently for my first half marathon.
:) (Barely) 2. Finish my first Half-Marathon in May.
:/ (Did until I quit) 3. Do ceramics at least 4 hours every week to improve skill and technique.
:/ (Did until I quit) 4. Furnish my apartment with my own ceramic dishes.
:) (That was vague) 5. Lose some fat and get into better shape.
:( (Forgot about this) 6. Work on mental exercises, visualization, positive thinking and reinforcement.
:) (Bad idea though) 7. Work harder and play harder.
:/ (Still working on it) 8. Have a healthy relationship with food.
9. Learn and practice self-control.
:( (Does passive aggressive count?) 10. Be more assertive when planning and talking with Bruce.
:( (Not my fault)11. Get my thesis plan hammered out and start collecting samples by June 1st.
So what did we learn here? The things I failed in were because 1. I didn't deem it worthy of my time, 2. I forgot, 3. It involved someone else.
So this year... I won't be vague. I will decide ahead of time if it's worthy of my time and I won't forget. Also.. I'm not going to make 11 of them.
1. Have a healthy relationship with food.
2. Lose 1 pound a week until I graduate. I'm starting out at 168. Therefore by Feb 5st: 163, March 5th: 159, April 9th: 155, April 30th: 152. It's feasible, a healthy amount and won't drive me completely insane. 16 pounds is a good goal for me.
3. Diligently train for the Himalayas and help Borsy with his half-marathon.
4. Work on positive thinking, visualization and alternative health. (Self-confidence, health, success, happiness, fulfillment, etc.)
5. When I get back from the Himalayas, maintain my body weight at 150 pounds (+/- 3)
6. Rock it out in Houston!
Hugs and Kisses!
Sam
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
History
I have to say, no matter what else happens in my life; whoever comes and goes; however I make it through the semesters: I really enjoy hanging around with James. I told him today he's the perfect mix of cute and cocky that makes him irresistible in a rather adorable kind of way. Stephanie informed me he's really good looking... which I guess I knew? But that's really not why I like hanging out with him.
He's funny, we share similar views on life, and we have a history full of dumb moments and memorable times. We tease each other. We work out together. We cook together. And none of it is forced. If I'm busy, he doesn't get mad. I guess I really don't call him that often.
I think I like James so much because nothing is expected of me. I am who I am, and he is who he is. We find the same joys in life, and support each other... with a tad bit of teasing and good humored insulting added to the mix.
To be fair (alright, honest). He's the perfect stature for me. 6'4", blond hair, blue eyes, strong, not perfectly in shape, but still great. Plays basketball. Determined. Ambitious. Considerate... with a little bit of the good ol' opening doors thing going on. He does have some ideas of where women belong... (seriously, the kitchen?) which grate on my nerves. However, he understand that women are just as powerful and capable in the real world; also disadvantaged in the physical plane.
Anyways. I know nothing will ever happen with James b/c he's such a great friend and I like having him around randomly. I just wanted to have in down in writing how great I think he is.
He's funny, we share similar views on life, and we have a history full of dumb moments and memorable times. We tease each other. We work out together. We cook together. And none of it is forced. If I'm busy, he doesn't get mad. I guess I really don't call him that often.
I think I like James so much because nothing is expected of me. I am who I am, and he is who he is. We find the same joys in life, and support each other... with a tad bit of teasing and good humored insulting added to the mix.
To be fair (alright, honest). He's the perfect stature for me. 6'4", blond hair, blue eyes, strong, not perfectly in shape, but still great. Plays basketball. Determined. Ambitious. Considerate... with a little bit of the good ol' opening doors thing going on. He does have some ideas of where women belong... (seriously, the kitchen?) which grate on my nerves. However, he understand that women are just as powerful and capable in the real world; also disadvantaged in the physical plane.
Anyways. I know nothing will ever happen with James b/c he's such a great friend and I like having him around randomly. I just wanted to have in down in writing how great I think he is.
Monday, November 29, 2010
New Hope
Well I'm not freaking out, and I'm not worried about anything in particular. I'm nervous. I'm that jittery nervous that comes with the unknown. It's the kind of nervous that sets your stomach to rumbling and your mind to thinking. I want to figure it out, and yet, part of the fun is just letting things happen as they will.
So I met a guy. Actually, I guess you could say I met a man. His name is Robert, and I'm still working on what I want to call him. Robert. Rob. Bob. Nah, Bob is yucky. I think I like Rob: the name and the man. He's cute in a boyishly charming way. He's honest. He is gentlemanly. He opens doors for me. He shares my view of the world. We are both really active. He loves how independent and focused I am. He understands me being busy. He offers me rides because he can.
He is making me believe again. He's this anomaly of a man. Chivalrous, kind, considerate, affectionate, intelligent, determined. We have the same need for our good ol' 8 hours of sleep, (which I won't be getting tonight by writing this). We both try to eat healthy. He's one of a kind. I'm afraid to keep getting to know him. There are really only two possible outcomes. Either (1) he's not the amazing man I believe him to be, which would leave me once again disappointed in the male persuasion all over again OR (2) he is the perfect man for me, and I'll only have 5 months with him. I know 5 months can feel like a lifetime, but there's almost no good that can come of this.
Except: maybe it will heal my broken, twisted, darkened heart. And is it even possible to put a price on 5 glorious months of looking forward to seeing Rob. 5 months of unwavering support of me. 5 months of smiles. 5 months of amazing kissing. 5 months of memories to last a lifetime. Will it be enough? Will it be too much? I guess only time will tell.
So I met a guy. Actually, I guess you could say I met a man. His name is Robert, and I'm still working on what I want to call him. Robert. Rob. Bob. Nah, Bob is yucky. I think I like Rob: the name and the man. He's cute in a boyishly charming way. He's honest. He is gentlemanly. He opens doors for me. He shares my view of the world. We are both really active. He loves how independent and focused I am. He understands me being busy. He offers me rides because he can.
He is making me believe again. He's this anomaly of a man. Chivalrous, kind, considerate, affectionate, intelligent, determined. We have the same need for our good ol' 8 hours of sleep, (which I won't be getting tonight by writing this). We both try to eat healthy. He's one of a kind. I'm afraid to keep getting to know him. There are really only two possible outcomes. Either (1) he's not the amazing man I believe him to be, which would leave me once again disappointed in the male persuasion all over again OR (2) he is the perfect man for me, and I'll only have 5 months with him. I know 5 months can feel like a lifetime, but there's almost no good that can come of this.
Except: maybe it will heal my broken, twisted, darkened heart. And is it even possible to put a price on 5 glorious months of looking forward to seeing Rob. 5 months of unwavering support of me. 5 months of smiles. 5 months of amazing kissing. 5 months of memories to last a lifetime. Will it be enough? Will it be too much? I guess only time will tell.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Living to work or working to live?
As everyone already knows, I tend to be a little bit of a workaholic. I work and work and work and sometimes I stop to play. However I think I always work because usually I have nothing better to do. Once and awhile something better comes along and changes that perspective. Today I took my Hindi quiz (epic fail anyone?). Shailesh gave me an extra .5 points as a benefit of the doubt. He said he knew I know the material, I just have a hard time showing it. Eh. I guess that's mostly true. I do know a lot of the material, but sometimes it's really hard to get it to come out. I should know by now to concentrate on the new words we learn, but I think that'll be changing really quickly. Now there are more rules and things of that nature to learn.
But today was nice. After taking my quiz, I stayed around to chat with Shailesh about India and traveling. Then I ran through the Hail storm to my apartment and just chilled. Soon it was time to go to the ARC for rock climbing. Almost everyone was there. Myself, Stacy, Julia, Steve, Julia's friend Mike, Jenna, Bre, Billy... it was a party on the wall. I feel bad cheating as much as I do climbing, but by golly, I just love climbing. It's so fun to feel that challenge. After running with Nick and biking/lifting with James, my muscles are killing me, but eh. It's good to work out and kick one's butt every so often.
So now Eric's here and we are just chilling on our computers, not really talking, but just being near each other. It's nice and peaceful. Reminds me that I work to live, and work isn't everything.
But today was nice. After taking my quiz, I stayed around to chat with Shailesh about India and traveling. Then I ran through the Hail storm to my apartment and just chilled. Soon it was time to go to the ARC for rock climbing. Almost everyone was there. Myself, Stacy, Julia, Steve, Julia's friend Mike, Jenna, Bre, Billy... it was a party on the wall. I feel bad cheating as much as I do climbing, but by golly, I just love climbing. It's so fun to feel that challenge. After running with Nick and biking/lifting with James, my muscles are killing me, but eh. It's good to work out and kick one's butt every so often.
So now Eric's here and we are just chilling on our computers, not really talking, but just being near each other. It's nice and peaceful. Reminds me that I work to live, and work isn't everything.
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