February 02, 2016

Eyes: the Body of The Soul

It's a funny thing, trying to remember people.  It's easy to remember something they've done or said, but when it comes to remembering what they look like its a little harder.  When you think of someone, even someone you've known all your life, you can remember their face and the body type.  But remembering their eyes is very different.  For me at least, when I try to picture someone's eyes, my mind comes up blank.  I cannot imagine the eyes of those I love.  I don't know why, but unless I've seen them very recently, they come up as empty spots on the face.  But sadly, that is the part of the face I want to remember most.  After all, eyes are very expressive and some call them the windows to the soul. 

So perhaps that is the very reason why I can't remember them.  Perhaps it is impossible to capture or ever retain what someone's eyes look like because they represent the person themself.  It is impossible to permanently cage the essence of another soul.

January 24, 2016

Love is Acceptance

Love is hard.  At first it seems so easy.  Falling in love is easy; but staying in it is harder. I don't mean this to sound like love or relationships are a bad thing, because they're not.  But unlike the stereotypical image of 'romance' and 'love,' long-term relationships require hard work too.  I'm sure part of the problem that people face in making relationships work is the baggage that their partner brings.  I'd say this is such a problem because we're all inclined to believe that 'the one' is absolutely perfect in every way, a kind of 'super human.'  Disney princesses always found their knight in shining armor, true love was always the happy ending of every fairy tale, but neither are accurate representations of real life.  Some of you may roll your eyes at this; obviously fairy tales are just stories and not real life, who could be so stupid to compare them to reality?  But its not so much that we think life is just like fairy tales.  However, a small part of us will always be hopeful that someday we will find our 'soulmates' and everything will turn out fabulously.  We want to remain naive and we want our own stories to be the exceptions to the rule. We think that maybe, just maybe, our love will be different than everyone else's.  Our relationship won't have problems.  Our partner will not come with quirks, sadness, anger, distrust, or bad days. Nobody wants to believe that their potential mate could be simply human.  Because of this colored lens we look through, we refuse to accept anyone who is less than perfect.  In the initial phase of dating this is okay, but as things progress and more flaws are revealed people begin to realize "he isn't perfect." 

But I'm here to say something about this perfection-scope so many people use in looking for a significant other: you aren't perfect either.   Though I'm sure we'd all like to believe that we don't have flaws, that we aren't vain, rough on the edges, or that we have ugly sides too.  Human beings are infinitely-faceted and while this is what makes us unique, it also makes us increasingly complex and more prone to error. 

In any relationship both parties have flaws and baggage, its just part of what makes life interesting.  Yes, these things make love more difficult.  Sometimes they get in the way, sometimes they cause problems.  But in my opinion, its important to find someone whose flaws you can tolerate. Both because you must love them despite their flaws, and because they love you despite yours. Neither of you are perfect.  No, love won't be easy, but if you can accept and work through the rough parts there is so much more waiting. 


January 19, 2016

Good Day - Happy Little Things

Today was simply a good day.  Why exactly? Well, there are several reasons.  I believe it stemmed from being so happy last night. Thinking about the future and plans that seem so realistic is what really gets me going down the road to happy.  Last night I was thinking about this summer and the things I want to do, plans I want to make, etc.  I get really excited when I plan something out.  I don't know why I do, its probably just something weird about me.  Most people don't really think planning is fun, or they dread doing it, but I really enjoy it.  It makes me feel like I'm getting things done, I'm organizing things, putting them in order, and taking control.  Of course there's a million other things I need to do before anything fun happens, but sometimes its nice to push those to the back burner, even just for a few hours.

It is also interesting how thinking about the future can make us so happy.  Usually we are at our happiest when there is something exciting about to happen.  Unfortunately, exciting things are not always happening, and sometimes we are left to find our happiness elsewhere. I would say its still important to find something to look forward to and be happy about though. Every day. Even the littlest of things can be turned into something happy if we let it.

One of my happy little things today was this adorable mug I found! I'm currently drinking tea out of it.


Have a happy evening! 

January 13, 2016

Day 3 and Already Sleep Deprived

So, last night something incredibly weird happened.  Again. I distinctly recall that a similar incident occurred last year.

At about 1:15, I decided I must have missed my alarm.  I picked up my phone, looked at the clock, glared at the two alarms I had set for 6:30 and 6:45, and then sighed.  It was time to get up and get dressed.  Now, I wasn't immediately concerned that my roommate wasn't up yet, because she gets up after I do.  So I got dressed, quickly hurried out to our common room, and that was when I got confused.  My other roommate wasn't up yet, the light on my desk was the only light on, and the whole floor was quiet.  But I continued to get ready to go.  Then I realized I left my phone under my pillow and I hurried back into the room for it.  I picked it up, looked at the clock maybe two more times, put it in my pocket and came back out.  But then I stopped because I realized that it wasn't actually 6:45 or 7, and I definitely wasn't going to be late for class.  It was 1:23 in the morning, only two hours after I had gone to sleep, and I was ready for class. Of course I groaned and went straight back to bed.  Oddly enough I went into a very deep sleep after that.

Do not ask me why my brain does this to me.  I wish I could explain it.  All I know is my circadian rhythms are messed up. 




On a different note: when you have 4 classes in a row and you have to walk between them, some problems arise.  While sitting at the front of the class is a great thing for learning purposes, it has the disadvantage of making you the last person to leave the building on your way to your next class. This in turn leads to much delay because people are vexingly slow.  Maybe its best to sit in the middle instead of the front.  I don't know.  I do know I want to go back to bed though.

Also, I found out I made the Dean's List last semester!! :D

January 11, 2016

Just a Word as School Begins Again

Hello everyone!
I am sorry I have not posted very much lately.  I had it on my to do list to update my blog, but clearly it never happened, even over Christmas break.  I usually consider Christmas break to be relaxing, but this year it was quite the opposite.  Juggling work, family, and a social life is hard within the span of a month.  Anyway, I hope everyone had a warm and wonderful Christmas and I suppose its not too late for me to wish everyone a Happy New Year!

For me at least, I didn't want to go back to school.  I mean I love South Dakota, I love the school, I love my friends, but lets be honest: does anyone ever really want to get back to work after taking a break? That initial motivation to get you rolling is always so hard.  But now I suppose I have no choice.  I'm here, I survived my first day of classes, and I already have a quiz, two homeworks, and a test to look forward to.  Yes, second semester is going to be hard and annoying and stressful, but I'll survive; I always do!  Hopefully I'll have a little bit of time here and there to update my blog this semester, too!

To the seniors of my old high school: best of luck with your theses, you're in the home stretch and I know you'll all do fabulously.  In the end all the hard work and stress and sleepless nights will be worth it, even though it doesn't seem like it right now.

To my fellow freshman and other college people: Its just another semester.  We can do this.  Now lets get down to business. (16 weeks-ish till summer!)


November 26, 2015

Thanksgiving Thoughts

I don't want you to think that I'm writing this post simply because it is Thanksgiving.  No, I've been writing it for a much longer time, but today just seemed like the prime opportunity to release it.

This thanksgiving I have so many things to be thankful for.  Even though it's been a rough month and I've had some very hard weeks at school, I am definitely thankful, first of all, to be home. And, despite being very worn out from school, I am also thankful for it.  I have been given a great opportunity to learn at one of the top Geology and Mining schools in the country. And even though I get stressed and frustrated, I remind myself what a blessing it really is.

I am thankful for my family, for helping me pay for college and for raising me to be the person I am.  Thank you Mom and Dad for putting up with my crazy antics, my quirks, my weirdness, and my flaws and for teaching me so much about life and how to be a good person.  I would not be where I am without you. I love you guys!!

I am also extremely thankful for my best friend/sister/not-really-my-sister-but-you-know-what-I-mean.  We're so far away, and I've missed you so much!! However, you never fail to make me laugh, even when we're Skyping! (By the way it was hilarious when you fell under your desk). It's a really awesome feeling to be so far away and know that nothing about our friendship will change because of the distance.  It's been so great seeing you again! Those brownies were the best! Gotta love ol' Betty Crocker! ;)  Love ya!



And last but definitely not least, I'm so thankful for my amazing boyfriend.  You give me so much to smile and be happy about every single day. And even when it's been a terrible day, you never fail to bring out the best in me and show me that I am worth so much more.  
Thank you for being you, because you are perfect that way.  Thank you for being strong, sometimes for both of us.  Thank you for being a gentleman and a leader in our relationship. Thank you for always being there for me through thick and thin, for supporting me through everything, for helping me get up when I fall down.  Thank you for teaching me so much about myself, and about life, computers, and math. You inspire me, and you are my role model for so many things.  I am so blessed to have you in my life.  Thank you for being my rock. :) 
I am so thankful for what we have.  Our relationship even makes me thankful for all of the ones which failed in the past. Each of them taught me some aspect of what I was really looking for, and in the end they brought me here. You are everything I could have hoped to find and so much more, and I thank God in my prayers that you are in my life. I love you so much! :)




Finally, I'm thankful for all of my readers! I hope everyone has a wonderful, warm, and safe thanksgiving! Thanks again for reading my blog! Cheers!

November 15, 2015

Beyond the Blanket

I don't know about the rest of you, but when I was little, I always saw the world and its problems as things that our parents had to deal with. The world was meant for adults, and as children we couldn't even see past the edges of high counters, let alone manage the world's issues.  Being so young, we didn't have responsibilities.  We essentially reported to our superiors, and our superiors governed our lives.  As we grew older we were slowly given more and more things to be responsible of.  First it was dressing ourselves, making our own lunches, then it was driving vehicles and paying for our own things.  But now it is different.  As adults, we are now plunged into an entirely different realm of responsibilities and duties.  Namely, to our families, to our country, and even to the world itself.

When we were children, it wasn't our job to deal with these things. Maybe I took that for granted and started thinking it would never be our job.  But now, suddenly, it is our job.  The world and all of its wars and conflicts are now our burden to bear.  We can't hide under the blanket of childhood carelessness anymore.  Now it is time to grow up; time to emerge.

As we shed the warmth of naivety, the world seems to be a cold and cruel place.  This cannot be the nature of the world.  It is because of the actions of people that the world appears to be this way. It is, sadly, the nature of men toward one another.  And while the duty for our generation to mend this evil has been thrust upon us, we have a choice.  We can cower under our blankets in fear and effectively allow the evil to win, or we can stand up, brace against the cold, and refuse to let it defeat us.