Got our new satin ‘pinched’ duvet cover set and sheets for our bed along with both bathroom accents, including a memory foam bath rug which I told Kenny will feel nicely to put his feet on as he poops. I have spent way too much on more furniture and décor objects but I don’t care I get so excited putting rooms together in our home.
love my classes. Way better reading material for each book I’ve bought for them. Sociology is very illustrative and compelling in parts. It’s shaping up to look like another valuable semester: Those scholarships for next year will have a collective 4.0 GPA put on them, and I’m giving it my all to be a model RN nursing program candidate. I’m learning that strength comes when you challenge yourself past what you thought you could handle, it’s an everyday choice to not stress and set the bar a bit higher.
“Two February’s ago, all I wanted to do was sleep. I was anchored to my bed with the sadness I was letting myself drown in. Now, I daydream about surviving on 3 hours of sleep, I dread going to bed, I keep my eyes open as long as I can. My heart sinks when the sun sets, I crave daylight; I’ve fallen in love with being alive.”—Madisen Kuhn, January 18, 2014 journal entry (via staryuniverse)
“When someone tells you, “I love you,” and then you feel, “Oh, I must be worthy after all,” that’s an illusion. That’s not true. Or someone says, “I hate you,” and you think, “Oh, God, I knew it; I’m not very worthy,” that’s not true either. Neither one of these thoughts hold any intrinsic reality. They are an overlay. When someone says, “I love you,” he is telling you about himself, not you. When someone says, “I hate you,” she is telling you about herself, not you. World views are self views—literally.”—Adyashanti (via larmoyante)
I have so many pet peeves. Honestly, even if you put me on an island of cats with an unending supply of great food, books, netflix, and smexy intelligent men - I would still find something to be peeved about. Probably the sand. And the cat dander. SEE, THOUGH?
Anyways, I forgot my pet peeve. Hawkward. I’ll add an edit to this eventually. Hope I just didn’t rile someone’s pet peeve. whoops
EDIT: The pet peeve I was going to write about was posting GPAs on social networks. I hate that.
I can understand that reaction completely, but the meaning behind a GPA is different for everyone. What mine says to me is the reason I’m not hesitate to post it shamelessly. Some people think there’s never a reason to post it, I’m just not one of those people though.
is more than pretty words on paper, it feels beautiful on the inside for me. I feel so incredibly beautiful each day because of my blessings. I don’t have to give anyone the time of day that doesn’t appreciate all that I do. My family thinks the world of me and supports me unconditionally in all that I do; so does my love. I’m made to feel so very loved too, when my love and his son spend our time together when he’s in our company. At school and work, my overachievement is rewarded and I love my experiences there. I don’t care to point out other’s own obvious failings; I don’t want a single negative thing in my life, I simply don’t have the time or want for it. And it’s a beautiful change.