Postscript

The previously mentioned 'good news' will be revealed soon but not tonight.
No one tells you how quickly two years passes.  Well, they do but who believes them?  Sophomore year is officially complete.  My parents and I finished packing up my apartment just five hours ago.
Move out was incredibly stressful (surprised?) as everyone was exhausted from finals and emotionally empty.  But with the help of mom, dad, Mike and Matt we made the deadline (thanks all!).
I should be sleeping but I am just not ready.  And I am making a conscious effort to blog semi-daily when I have the time.  Now that school is over, time seems to be in abundance.
This isn’t going to be the “this was a tough year but here’s why it was awesome” post.  This is just me blabbing on while everyone is asleep.  My exhaustion, the dark, cold room and the sound of the Fray + my keyboard quietly clicking combine to make it feel much later than it is—and much more enchanting.
I realized yesterday that this summer has a lot to live up to.. as in Rome.  Then I realized that this blog is almost a year old.  Sometimes I get sentimental and/or forgetful and relive the few moments of my life I choose to blog about.  That is why I keep blogging.  The fact that people in my life care to read along is astonishingly heartwarming to me.
I really should sleep now because I really, really don’t want to get sick again and I haven’t slept in a few days.  The Fray is really amazingly perfect for my tired, retrospective but happy mood.  Although I have quoted this song in the past and although I am not sure how it quite fits this post, it does.  The whole song does in a very abstract, intangible way.
Therefore, I am not going to pull one meaningful line to seal up my thoughts as I usually (attempt to) do.  I am just going to ask you to press play.

Sneak Peek

In keeping with this week's trend of constant blogging (yes, it is finals week) I had to post something tonight.
GOOD NEWS.

I have a final in ten hours, I will not sleep much tonight and then I have to move out.  The good news is better than all of that.  Unfortunately, the good news will have to wait until I have a minute this weekend.
But it is really good news.

*Cough, Cough

Not feeling particularly motivated to study for my final that is in five hours, I decided to procrastinate by reading the news and a couple of blogs.

My favorite blog, "Good Morning and Goodnight", posted this today,

"The successful person makes a habit of doing what the failing person doesn't like to do"

So, basically, Thomas Edison is telling me to study.  I should probably go.

Some say life is a beezy.. maybe she's just misunderstood

So what I should be doing right now: studying.  What I should not be doing right now: blogging.
Glad we're clear on that.

This quarter has been a bit different than the others.  The polarity of the good and bad times was often painfully apparent and it seemed that all of my dear friends have had their own struggles.  Struggles ranged from mild annoyances to major life-identity issues.  We had to deal with living situations, workloads that were completely more than we ever thought we could handle, illnesses, family circumstances, our immediate and distant futures, to name a few.  Not to say this is harder than anything the world faces on a daily basis.  It was just new to us.  We all felt like we started growing up about twenty months ago and that the world insisted that we finish growing up-- now.

As cliche as it sounds, the victories were sweet.  They could not be overshadowed by the problems we faced, even if it felt like it at the time.

Today (like this past hour), I received what feels like the best news I have heard in awhile.  I may have a lab research position for summer and/or fall.  And it was all because I decided to go to a professor's office hours to review a midterm.. and happened to ask about research as I was walking out the door.

I often felt bitter towards God this quarter because the lows felt so low.  And when things were good I felt extremely grateful.  I know that as a Christian and as a person I need to work on this.  I need to learn to accept and deal with the bad times more efficiently.

The bad times, however, taught me so much about my family.  By family, I mean those related to me by genetics and those related to me by choice.  Everyone was so incredibly encouraging, loving and caring to me (and each other) through these times.  So to each and every one of you who I called to cry to or to tell good news to (while I talked at the speed of light), to those who have hugged me on a bad day, sent me a text to make me smile, or just listened to me babble, THANK YOU.

"Hold on to spinning around, Confetti falls to the ground, May these memories break or fall" --Taylor Swift.  And, yes, I have had the time of my life "fighting dragons" with all of you.  And it's just the beginning.

Iridescent

New Linkin Park song for Transformers 2.  Video is a little strange but song is absolutely beautiful.