I Am a Swede

Ladies, gents.

Sometimes, I get upset because no one has posted anything on my Facebook wall in two days,  or no important emails or letters have been sent me. I think I need to talk this out.

It's normally when I have a long day or a hard week when I expect to find some funny MEME on my Facebook wall or an encouraging letter from a friend in the mail when I get home...like they're supposed to magically know what I'm going through and that I need something to make me feel better.

But...honestly...I'm just being selfish and shallow. Even if I tell my friends what how tired I am after a 6 hour shift at work or a test, why should I look to them as my sole access to comfort?

I take pride in being an introvert. But, in being an introvert (listening to my indie music, reading books, watching Doctor Who and Once Upon a Time, and shunning all society), I am basically in my own world where no one really knows what I'm thinking or how I'm feeling. I don't tell anyone my plans unless they ask me questions. I go to school and work, sometimes being out all day, and I expect everyone to jump on my Facebook page and post some meaningful, long message...with absolutely no reason! And, later, I'm just a gloomy, grumpy person... Like Eeyore. Because, you know, the world is a bad horrible place.

I'm just realizing how very low that is. If I expect this much from my friends, why don't I do it for them? It just confirms for me that I'm a pretty selfish person.

Being selfish is just silly. Remember in Veggie Tales with the tale of the Swede with all the strawberries and the Englishman with all the bananas? They were so proud that they had all of one or the other that they wouldn't even trade a strawberry for a banana. It's a hilarious skit, but it really reflects how being selfish helps nobody.  Not even me.



 
So, in future, I'm going to try to just take what each day gives, without expecting anything from anyone or anything extra for my work.

Okay. Okay, I feel a lot better now. Haha!


But, honestly, just
Be Bold. Be Blessed. Be Bodacious.
~Ana

Sucessful Procrastination: My Weekend Away

School is almost over. Thanks be to heaven. You know that point in the school year when you just want to throw your textbooks across the room and rip out the pages in your note book? That's what school is like right now in the life of Ana. Grant it, I am only taking 1 class. But, I do know what it's like to have tons of homework. Thankfully, I just finished my very last piece of real homework. Now all I have to do is study for the final. Hooray....! It's okay guys, I can do this.

Anyway, I thought I would take this opportune moment to tell you all about my wonderful weekend adventures and very successful procrastination. I drove to Denver! By myself!

The purpose of my going to Denver was to visit a very special someone. Puddles. Pillow. Klutz. Turtle #2. Spazz. Gimli. ...Bri. Whatever you want to call her. She's my best friend, and we had been planning for me to visit her at college for, like, evah. 

I had driven to Denver before (to see Colton Dixon, because he's wonderful), but that time I had my handy dandy helper in the car, Tabi, who very calmly got me to where we needed to be. This time, I was alone....

I don't mind driving alone. In fact, I prefer it. But the thing is, I have a very irrational fear of the freeway. I literally kept both hands on the steering wheel the whole time.- - but I was fine. The roads were clear and I only got lost once!

When I got there, I was bombarded with a hug from Bri, and smiles from her roommates. We passed the afternoon watching Disney movies and making paper snowflakes. In the evening, we went to a concert where one of Bri's roommates, Annie, was performing. It was a wonderful concert, and the church was decked out in sparkling Christmas lights (which made Ana very happy indeed). After the concert we went back to the dorm...and had a Nerf war! I'm not sure who won that, or who was on who's team...but whatevs. It was spectacular. We then played a game and afterwords got some much needed sleep.

The next day was as lazy as lazy can be. I woke up with a slight cold, so Annie, Bri and I went to the store to buy some medicine. I bought some chocolate chips and strawberries to make...chocolate covered strawberries. Then we went home, did some homework (I say "some" because I only got through 15 of the 100+ math problems I had to get done), watched more Disney movies and then commenced to make the chocolate covered strawberries. They were a success.

Soon after that, the dear and lovely Melody came over! We had a wonderful conversation and listened to Christmas music. Then **trumpet fanfare**, James came over! ....that entrance may have been a little exaggerated, but James is really one cool dude.

We all talked for a long time about lots of things. Later, Bri made pancakes with chocolate chips for dinner. Scrumptious, I tell you. She is quite the cook ;) After we ate, James, Bri and I went over to James's dorm to watch The Return of the King with his roommates, because they have a good sound system and a flat screen TV (an improvement compared to the old box TV in Bri's dorm.). We watched the movie with very little talking throughout, and when it was over we just talked about life for an hour. Bri and I left their dorm at midnight, then ended up not going to bed until 2am-ish. 'Twas exciting!

I went home on the freeway in the morning, only got honked at once, and finally sat down to do my homework, which is when I felt like throwing my textbook across the room, which is how this post began.

There's really no moral to this story. Only that I had a great time, even though I had to spend 6 hours doing homework Sunday night.

More posts to come! It's almost Christmas!
Be Bold. Be Blessed. Be Bodacious.
~Ana