I've really had the blues lately. No, I haven't been depressed; I, um, well, I don't know how to put this. I managed to dye myself blue. You may well be wondering how I managed to perform such a tremendous feat. You know all those tags on new, dark wash jeans that say the dye may rub off on lighter surfaces? You know how gingers have notoriously pale legs? Yep. I was that lighter surface. My legs are blue, and I'm not exactly sure what to do about it. I'll get back to you on this one.
Before I dyed myself an unnatural shade, I had a really great Thanksgiving with my family. I flew from TX to TN, and maybe I'm the only person who feels this way, but whenever I'm in an airport, surrounded by hundreds of people I'll never see again, I am always tempted to pretend my life is about seven hundred times more interesting than it is. I'm so tempted to pick up my phone and pretend that I'm talking to, oh, you know, my personal assistant because I obviously started a huge company in my dorm room. Or to tell some utter sob story about how unfortunate my life is. Am I the only person who feels this way? Please tell me, I am not the only person who desperately wants to tell horrendous lies to total strangers just to see what it would be like to have a different life? But I digress...
Anyway, I had a really awesome time with my family. We ate a lot and watched a lot of football, which is the most American thing I can think of. I have to admit that until this weekend, I had absolutely no idea how football worked. I mean, there are big dudes with an egg-shaped ball; I got that far. But have you ever watched football? They stop every other minute, and the announcer says something like, "74th and down at the 43rd and a 1/2 yard line," and you're just like, "Uh, huh. Okay. Sure." I never saw the appeal of football until I spent about eight straight hours watching it with my grandma, and by the end I was the hardest core football fan you'd ever seen. I was yelling at the TV, for Pete's sake, like I actually had a clue what was going on. I'm not quite sure what happened to me...
But actually the best part of Thanksgiving was having my entire family together for the first time in a very long time. Not only were the cousins I hadn't seen in ages there, but we also got to facetime with my cousin who is currently deployed. I'm not usually one to get all emotional about things, but that was probably one of the top ten best moments of my life. Rarely have I been so grateful for all the things I have: all the things that people have died to protect. I was so grateful for the sacrifices people make so that our country can be free, and I'm so thankful that I've never had to be so far removed from all my loved ones.
This break was also a good chance for me to reevaluate what I'm doing with my life, or at least what I think I'm doing with my life, and what with the start of Advent, now seems like a good time to refocus on the things that are really important in my life. Firstly, I'm definitely trying to get my spiritual life back on track, so I'm going to be reading the Bible and saying a rosary everyday this Advent. I'm also going to procrastinate less on my school and housework, and finally I'm going to be more active in achieving my goals (you want to be a writer, maybe you should update your blog). We'll see how all this goes; I mean, if I can't buy pants without severe mishap something tells me that this is going to be a long process.
Before I dyed myself an unnatural shade, I had a really great Thanksgiving with my family. I flew from TX to TN, and maybe I'm the only person who feels this way, but whenever I'm in an airport, surrounded by hundreds of people I'll never see again, I am always tempted to pretend my life is about seven hundred times more interesting than it is. I'm so tempted to pick up my phone and pretend that I'm talking to, oh, you know, my personal assistant because I obviously started a huge company in my dorm room. Or to tell some utter sob story about how unfortunate my life is. Am I the only person who feels this way? Please tell me, I am not the only person who desperately wants to tell horrendous lies to total strangers just to see what it would be like to have a different life? But I digress...
Anyway, I had a really awesome time with my family. We ate a lot and watched a lot of football, which is the most American thing I can think of. I have to admit that until this weekend, I had absolutely no idea how football worked. I mean, there are big dudes with an egg-shaped ball; I got that far. But have you ever watched football? They stop every other minute, and the announcer says something like, "74th and down at the 43rd and a 1/2 yard line," and you're just like, "Uh, huh. Okay. Sure." I never saw the appeal of football until I spent about eight straight hours watching it with my grandma, and by the end I was the hardest core football fan you'd ever seen. I was yelling at the TV, for Pete's sake, like I actually had a clue what was going on. I'm not quite sure what happened to me...
But actually the best part of Thanksgiving was having my entire family together for the first time in a very long time. Not only were the cousins I hadn't seen in ages there, but we also got to facetime with my cousin who is currently deployed. I'm not usually one to get all emotional about things, but that was probably one of the top ten best moments of my life. Rarely have I been so grateful for all the things I have: all the things that people have died to protect. I was so grateful for the sacrifices people make so that our country can be free, and I'm so thankful that I've never had to be so far removed from all my loved ones.
This break was also a good chance for me to reevaluate what I'm doing with my life, or at least what I think I'm doing with my life, and what with the start of Advent, now seems like a good time to refocus on the things that are really important in my life. Firstly, I'm definitely trying to get my spiritual life back on track, so I'm going to be reading the Bible and saying a rosary everyday this Advent. I'm also going to procrastinate less on my school and housework, and finally I'm going to be more active in achieving my goals (you want to be a writer, maybe you should update your blog). We'll see how all this goes; I mean, if I can't buy pants without severe mishap something tells me that this is going to be a long process.
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